
So I went looking for a single bottle of Cachaca, but I couldn't find a place that stocks or has even heard of it. Finally yesterday I found one place with one type of Cachaca, but not the exact one I wanted. The owner was really friendly and said she could order whatever I wanted. While I was there the distributor was in the store, and he began to show me what he could get. I saw one that I've tried previously. I asked if there was a discount for a case. She quoted me a price for a case, I almost passed out it was so cheap. As long as there are limes, there will be a caipirinha in my hand. Hopefully that is an exaggeration, since I probably won't keep all twelve bottles for myself.

Being a cat would be a pretty sweet job. Butters seems to like it. When he was a kitten he would sometimes fall asleep with his head up in the air, and it would kind of sway up and down a little, and then it would just drop, and if he had a bowl of soup, his face would be in it. Now he is pretty big though, and he pretty much is the loudest cat you've heard when he wants your attention.

Do you like you nut "sweet and salty" or what? Yesterday as I walked up to my front door a bird was flapping around trying to scare me away, it was a small bird. Then I noticed another bird on the doormat. I opened the garage with my clicker and went in the house that way. I went to the window and watched them. It was a few minutes and the other bird had no intention of leaving his helpless companion. Then I noticed the helpless bird was caught on some thin string. I went to get some scissors to cut it free. Niels had some and we opened the door and the other bird was going crazy but wasn't going anywhere. They flew away together. What I would give to be a bird...