I have theories on how to control the world's population as well as the correct way to judge yourself and others (and why!), but I'm far too tired to write them convincingly right now.

I will just say that thanksgiving is my least favorite holiday, although I do still enjoy it, and I enjoyed "Synecdoche, New York" more than I should have, although I was in a confused mood by the end.

Also I realize that I view my two kittens the same way as I would view most people.

Don't know if that means I view them as human or if I view most people as kittens.

HM.

And now for a convoluted double page spread and a tired, but cute, robot.