A Scrambling Gecko & I Forgot Cheetos

Those two things are unrelated, I think.

I have cameras set up around the house, just waiting to alarm me in the event of a zombie attack. Or, you know, if the angsty teenage desert coyote gang comes prowling for beer and cigarettes again.

Sometimes, the cameras pick up unusual activity, like...

In other news...

It's been years since I've shopped in a big chain grocery store and even longer since I bought anything even remotely normal, like nacho flavor-dusted crunchy corn triangles or carbonated canned sugar crack.

I was in a smaller grocery store today, buying some Vegan Rob's® Dairy Free Cheddar Puffs (the absolute bomb!—according to the website). The checkout person asked me if they were like Cheetos, and I realized I had forgotten what Cheetos actually were. Conceptually, I think Cheetos are like these nacho stick thingies, right? I looked them up when I got home and still don't quite remember.

Weird.

What's New?

• I've discovered there's a live 24x7 wildlife show outside my windows. If anyone ever tells you the desert is dead, then they've clearly never been here.
• Next Week: A silent horror film from over a century ago. The quintessential work of German Expressionist cinema.