things are looking up.

the knight errant had a growth spurt the other night and is now an equal to his sidekick sancho and harmony has been restored to my little universe.

there are a few more in the mail and i plan to go on a shopping spree tomorrow. the lovely mrs myshkin will be in for a surprise when she returns and finds so many of my new friends. the question is how long will this interest in figurines last? i'll probably get tired of several and pack them up but i'm pretty sure i'll never tire of good old sancho. he gives me more unconditional positive support than any high priced psychiatrist.

now here's my excellent experience. when returning home from a ride and opening the noisy aluminum gate to the back yard i heard a little kerfuffle from above and a few seconds later a half-eaten rat fell from the sky landing about a foot away from me. it seems that the noise of opening the gate startled a crow who was feasting on the rat while resting on the edge of our roof. i had an old pair of leather work gloves on for the ride so i was able to immediately pick up the rat and bask in the glory of nature in all her splendor. so far everyone i've told this story to have reacted with disgust rather the rapture i experienced. fuck me, if i live to be 100 this will probably never happen again so it was essential that i enjoyed the moment! and that i certainly did.

for don and sancho!

i love you sons of bitches.