When our power went out last Friday, I called out “Curse you Sauron!” My oldest, who’s reading Return of the King heard me, and has decided that blaming all of life’s misfortune on The Dark Lord had merit. I’ve heard him several times in the last week.
So, you’ve got that going for you.
How cool would it be if this caught on? I’d be some sort of real-life Internet meme! I could be a cultural touchpoint! My screen name would be like … like … twerking! Wouldn’t that be GREAT?
Well, on second thought, maybe not.
Still, Maus Magill, I should tell you your post made me laugh out loud. I’ll think about that all day. Thanks!
Do they make hardhats for dogs?
Wow! Now even my mother is doubled-over and laughing hysterically – and she was cremated six years ago!
Ahh…you’ve stolen my sister’s mantra (of the last five years).
Well, maybe they can plug those dam holes with masonry bolts on sleeved masonry inserts. We’ll invite Sauron to do the work.
–G! 
Rumor has it that Sauron’s next-door neighbor was the inventor.
I live next door to Sauron. It didn’t happen quite the way he explained it.
I’m filling a bathtub now.
Even Baxter is in his begging position, inwardly screaming NOOOOO! What is the opposite of a furiously wagging tail?
I want your book but I don’t have an e-reader. Or a cell phone. I can’t even play my favorite game “Hidden Objects” because every time I try to download one I can no longer get my email.
Please write out your entire book on paper and send it to me. I’ll pay the postage.
I know this thread is four months old at this point, and I hope you’ll forgive me for reviving it, but I just wanted everyone to know …
THE VINE HAS RETURNED!
Seriously, it’s grown higher than ever, and looks healthy as a hammer. Horse, I mean. Healthy as a horse.
My projects so rarely turn out the way they’re supposed to. Pardon me while I gloat.
