Well That Was A Brilliant Idea....

Technically, it's my Friday off. Nonetheless, I volunteered to bring home a big wodge of work, which I would tell you all about if the rules did not prohibit me from disclosing that [-----REDACTED-----] doofus [---------REDACTED-----] save his incompetent [---------REDACTED------] grrrrrr.

Normally, at least during the school year, I would have the house to myself. However, today also happens to be parent/teacher conference day at St. Marie of the Blessed Educational Method, which means that while the Missus is off dealing with such matters, the Llama-ettes are home with me.

As I try to juggle responsibilities, I'm reminded of a friend of mine from when I was a kid in San Antonio. His father was a veterinarian and the whole family was, shall we say, eccentric. Among other things, they had three or four large and vicious German Shepherds in their yard. Whether it was because the neighbors complained of all the barking or because the family itself got sick of the noise, I don't know. However, eventually my friend's dad actually removed all the dogs' vocal chords. Afterwards, they would still race up and down the fence hell-for-leather, but literally could only bark in whispers.

It strikes me now that there's much to commend such a strategy. I wonder how much I'd have to bribe the gels' pediatrician?