...if s/he lives in Gold Country, that is. It may not be paradise (darn it, Bino, why can't I link to a specific post?), but sometimes it feels pretty close.
Anyways, with any luck, I'll be able to avoid ending the lives of various medium-size animals. If not, I'll do my penance here at Nesting Ground, where I can always count on a sympathetic ear or two.
Bonus fun link: This takes absolutely nothing away from the maternal hotness that is Heidi (that's what I call her; I call her "Heidi") Klum, mind you. It just goes to show you that nothing is what it seems.
*strikes the thumbs-in-the-ears-fingers-wiggling pose*