Live from Madison
Nov. 2nd, 2005 02:46 pmI'm here. I'm checked in, and am hooked up to the dial-up connection in the room. I've had lunch, I'm tired, and I miss my puppies.
I probably could have snuck Mickey into the room. Despite his size, he's so quiet and accommodating that no one would know he was here. Once I figured out the secret route to the back entrance so he could go for walkies...
King, otoh. Everyone would know he was here. In about five minutes. After they called out the state police and the Guard, the entire country would know he was here.
No plans until tomorrow. It's beautiful outside, 60s and sunny. I may take a walk, or write, or something.
I probably could have snuck Mickey into the room. Despite his size, he's so quiet and accommodating that no one would know he was here. Once I figured out the secret route to the back entrance so he could go for walkies...
King, otoh. Everyone would know he was here. In about five minutes. After they called out the state police and the Guard, the entire country would know he was here.
No plans until tomorrow. It's beautiful outside, 60s and sunny. I may take a walk, or write, or something.