Well, if LJ has been working better yesterday, i would have told you all that it was the anniversary of Cecil B. De Mille's death (1959).
But it wasn't working properly. So I didn't.
\Stil`la*ti"tious\, a. [L. stillaticius, fr. stillare to drop, stilla a drop.] Falling in drops; drawn by a still.
*not a bad band name, come to think of it*
So, last night, I go to feed the rats...hmmm. I know for a fact that I used to have more rats than this...an adult and 7 babies...
Adult. 3 babies.
There's one with half his head gone, on the floor of the cage...and bits of one or two in the little house inside. Christ, the damn things went cannibal.
Yes, I feed them. Well, at least they have more room now...