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Oof. The thing I hate most about getting older is that it seems like minor injuries hurt so much more. I slipped on black ice this morning while walking Eowyn (luckily w/o Mac) and face-planted on the sidewalk. I'm fine, but my knee, although only a bit scraped, feels massively stiff and I just still feel out of sorts.

On a more amusing note, this is the funniest case of plagiarism I've read about in a long time. A bestselling romance writer, in search of good dialogue between a Native American chieftain and his brave pioneer lover, copied....a nature article about ferrets.

Seriously. Read it. Laugh. Make your Monday better.