18 Border Street is now border free! It took several days, but we finally managed to remove all the extremely gay borders from our home, to whit: grape vines in the sunroom, shells in the bathroom, angels in the kitchen.

You may well ask, did I feel at times that while etching countless serrated lines into the border with the scoring tool, that I was marking Keith Oliver's very soul? To which I say, of course not. What kind of question is that? Get off the pot, my friend, that's completely ludicrous.

P.S. If anybody would like a small ceramic sign that reads: "Every cat deserves his own garden" please let me know. It came with the house, along with the garden. We still don't know what became of the cat.