Saturday, March 24, 2007
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Rufus stood up on his hind legs. He twitched his whiskers and sniffed. Cheese! Hubba Hubba. Er ...
Sigh. Never mind. I never seem to finish what I begin. Thats what this is all about - Unfinished stories, work undone, a mouse with whiskers and a gerbil on steriods.