Katy plucked a white ear hair. Jeebus. I have pubes shorter than that shit.
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Happy birthday to me!
Katy and I met Michel for dinner and drinks tonight (well, technically yesterday by this point). We had a really good meal at Le pied de cochon. There was duck carpaccio, charcuterie, pig, pig, foie gras, more pig. And wine. Much wine (even if Katy got her glass nicked at some point). Then there was gin. And cigars. And whiskey. And more gin.
Katy’s possessed phone took a very representative picture of the evening.
It was good. I love my wifey, and I love my bro.
If you woo, I will swoon
A little woo gets a sway, a big woo gets a swoon. I need to get wooed before I will swoon.
Alright. I will let you know when I attempt a woo, but I expect swooning afterwards.
Actual pillow conversation this morning.
St-Hubert, tu me donnes le goût
Bobble goes to the circus
Bobble went to the Cirque du Soleil studio. He saw the new show being developed, but it’s all very hush hush, so he can’t talk about it except to say that it looks really cool and he can’t wait to see it when it goes on tour.
He even filled in on the CB while we had lunch. He’s a very helpful owl that one.
He even climbed up on an 80-foot high rigging grid above the main studios. Now granted, he’s an owl so heights don’t really faze him but it was impressive for the rest of us.









