One More Day

As they say, I still can't talk about the trial. I can say that Monday morning should bring the case to us, the jury, and from there it's gonna take whatever time we take to make our decision. In kitten news, we got more toys tonight, utilizing our 20% off coupon from the shelter. Which allowed us to purchase an actual, real carrier for my little brother to bring our new family member home in. We also got a bunch of little balls and the like, because they were 25 cents each. Instead of a dollar each. I know, total bargain hunter, right?

On another note, I saw a sign today in Martinez for a Jim Jones Realty. Now I ask you, when you hear the name Jim Jones, do you think to yourself, "Hey, here's a guy who's got his head on straight and could totally find me the house of my dreams."? Or, do you think, "Hey, isn't Jim Jones that guy who made everybody drink the cyanide Kool-Aid in Jonestown?" I think of the latter, which is why I find it difficult to believe that a man named the same as a man who set up a village in a South American jungle to bring people to in which to die, would do well as a realtor. But I guess anythings possible.