I love the nightlife

Last summer, the back neighbor apparently complained of a deer eating her sunflower. I was skeptical but slowly became persuaded there might be one around, considering the extensive damage my young mimosa trees were sustaining. I later found distinctive tracks in newly dug flowerbeds.

Tonight we got home right about 1am. As I turned into the driveway, my headlights spotlighted five deer in the yard.

Looks like I'm going to have to invest in protective barriers for my vulnerable young trees. But, still ... so cool!

If being repelled is wrong, I don't wanna be right

I was already sure that I wasn't interested in the BBC America programme "Little Britain" when Tim Goodman put it this way:

Is this country ready for "Little Britain"? Only if we could stand an unanimated version of Fox's "Family Guy," which we probably couldn't.

Since I can't stand the animated version of "Family Guy", that pretty much settled the question of whether I would be checking this show out.

But Goodman likes the show, and as proof it's good, he posits this:

Shouldn't a man dressed up as an elderly woman [...] who projectile-vomits on people when she feels her racism boil up be funny on both sides of the pond? Well, yeah, it should be.

Um, no. No, it TOTALLY SHOULDN'T.

"Humor" like this is why I haven't watched comedies, television or theater, in years. If that makes me dull or judgmental or humorless ... then fine. I'd rather own that than watch people vomiting for my "entertainment".

[Shudder.]