Sundays. What’s the point?

This is the kind of picture you get, alas, when I am too lazy to get up.  I’m sitting with my coffee, relaxing, and well, here’s Buddy, also taking it easy.  Hey Bud.

Wasn’t the last Bones a great, great episode??  It just popped into my head.

I Can’t Be a Buddhist

Unless I misunderstood, I learned in a lecture today that Buddhists say animals don’t have consciousness. Oh well.  So much for that.  Unless I misunderstood, which is so entirely possible. A little bit of googling seems to indicate that I might have.  I hope a Buddhist weighs in.  

In the meantime, I give you this guy.  Please note the endearing tiny leg splayage to body ratio.

Daffodils Behind Bars

It’s the weekend!  Here’s my plan for the day, we’ll see how much I actually do:  Exercise, meditate, go to the Greenmarket, see a movie, go to a lecture at the Rubin Museum.