Absolutely nothing. Sorry I was going for a Jeopardy type thing. "What did Plume do today?".

No snow. But lots of sleep. If it was possible for a person to spend 24 hours a day in bed I might just go for it. I'm not saying it would be all fun all the time. But I would be willing to give it a try.

I like the sound of my fancy cordless keyboard. It sounds like I'm really typing. I mean you can hear the deep thoughts pouring out of every key I press. I bet it must feel wonderful to write on a real old typewriter. One of these days I'll make an entry with no words, just a soundfile of me typing and typing and typing. I'd like that.

But my life isn't very interesting on a Saturday. So let's look at the celebrities. Glenn Quinn died. That makes me sad. He seemed like a nice guy. Okay, I only knew him from half a season of Angel and rumours say it was drugs and so on. But he just seemed nice.

And then Winona Ryder got sentenced. And of course we had to have live transmission from the court room. None of my business. But like a car crash, I can't look away. It was sad seeing her like that. I always liked her. From I was a wee lad. In the Scottish highlands.

Sad, sad, sad.

Skye got her puppy today. That's not sad. That's unbearably cute. Such a wonderful thing. I'm still looking forward to getting some pictures. It's the most adorable little thing I've ever seen.

Mama baked christmas cookies today. I think people need more christmas cookies. Instead of drugs and shoplifting. They're not even that great cookies. I bet you some storebought ones would taste better. But then where's the love in that? My point? My mama needs to bake better cookies so I can have the love AND the taste.

Puppies and cookies. That's how we'll save the world. The end.

np: nothing