Yes, I am a veteran of the Dandelion War, defeated by a juggernaut of flying dandelion seeds and the Garden Gnome Alliance and even nibbling now and then at a Dandelion medicinal supplement. Now it’s the cat. My mother took in a cat, Tiffy, and when she died, Alison and Summer and Robert welcomed her here. I tolerated her for Mother’s sake, although I have had suspicions about her.

Well, this morning, on MY computer, comes this image from Robert at Scott’s:

His grandma would be happy.

A couple of posts down, I pointed out that Gaby De La Cruz was trying to win a van for transportation since he has Chiari Malformation, a condition that allows his brain stem to drop down into the spinal canal opening . . . and, in his case, keeps him from being able to sit up. It is incredibly painful.

Today, in my email is the usual alert from Amazon.com about the Kindle Deal and when I clicked on the link, I saw this off to the side.

I don’t want to spoil the surprise, so please click HERE.

Now, I don’t have anything against a well-made fountain pen. In fact, I had one that was about a hundred dollars. I think I bought it out of nostalgia for the fountain pens of my parent’s day; I also bought it because I was interviewing relative VIP’s at the time. I would imagine them thinking, “She’s dowdy but she has some taste.”
Still I lost it.

But let’s say someone would like a pen of crafted workmanship to write with while at a desk. I have a hunch the inner workings with a stainless steel outside would be considerable less than the $60,000 one that is on sale for $48,000.