I went to lunch with my kids today in Multnomah Village. We were walking down the street and my son saw a 'lost dog' sign.

He said, 'Hey, somebody lost their dog. His name's Lucky...I guess he wasn't that lucky.'

Funny kid.

You know what doesn't look (or feel) good?

A paper cut on your lip.

I was licking envelopes for my Christmas cards (yuck!) and as I was rushing, one of the envelopes slip across my lip and ...slice...I got a paper cut. It didn't look bad immediately, but the next day - OMG! - It looked horrible. Pure genius on my part. I looked like a leper.