"Bundo, shmundo, hoomin. I'd give you a quarter to call somebun that cares, but I spent it on a carrotini." That's the word from Espresso. He is not impressed. Well, we I have not seen him for a couple of days, and here he is, in a foul mood. I, on the other paw, enjoy the bundo very much. I also like my privacy, so the hoomin will get a pic of it when I'm in the mood for it. And now I'm not in the mood for it.
It's a groovy and cloudy day here. Rain and wind, then more rain, and more wind. We're chillaxing, and there is still plenty of fresh greens left in our bowls.
Our hoomin said he's taking the first practice test in a bit. He's been wandering about with index cards in his paws, mumbling under his nose, trying to summon the demons of physics or something.
We'll keep you posted,