Part One of this fascinating history can be found HERE. It caused my Favorite Older Sister grief enough that she texted me. It was like a week after I had posted it, which just goes to show how closely she pays attention. Let's see how long it takes her to complain about THIS heap of libel!

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So many sad, angry people ask me: Why, Mojo, how do you ever maintain your saintlike equanimity when faced with this vale of tears I call life? To which Mojo replies, Simple. I go to my spot. For just as Pooh--a Bear With Very Little Brain--had his Thinking Spot, so Mojo--a woman with very little else to recommend her--has her Spot, safely far enough away from polite society to render her fairly harmless and easy to ignore.  MORE Mojo! »

I've been meaning to update y'all about our new resident Problem Bear. Let's see... to recap, I was alerted by the Cowardly Pets and looked out to see a tagged bear out in the back yard. Scared him off with the judicious use of an air horn. He punched a hole through our blackberry briars trying to get away from me.  MORE Mojo! »

...though to be perfectly honest, it was not so much a "cry" as it was an ELONGATED BANSHEE SCREAMING of some poor fair-sized creature saying goodbye to life somewhere in our back yard. But I am getting ahead of myself.  MORE Mojo! »

...that yes, indeed, it is finally spring.

Monday afternoon after my bitter whining (and no, I didn't end up seeing a sad movie; instead I watched cartoons--welcome to the roller coaster of Mojo's sorry existence) I was driving around and I *DID* see two whole robins. Not together, but singletons. It did not necessarily raise my spirits, but it did give Mojo hope for the future.  MORE Mojo! »

Mojo's decided to take a day’s vacation from snarking to show off some of the flowers in her back yard.

Not that she's planted them, or engages in any form of real landscaping. These just sort of show up every year, and Mojo is too lazy to make the effort to get rid of them.  MORE Mojo! »

Someone reminded Mojo off-blog yesterday of something, and she re-read her blog entry pertaining to it. And the blog entry said I had another story to tell about the subject, and I would someday tell it. And as usual, Mojo never did. So I'm going to tell it now.  MORE Mojo! »

Have you heard this story before? Maybe. I am too lazy to look it up, myself. So if I repeat myself, at least rest assure that when Mojo repeats herself it is still a hundred times better than some tiresome people who can't tell a story ONCE without it being excruciatingly painful for their audience. I know someone who occasionally announces "Hey, I heard a great joke the other day..." and whenever they do something inside Mojo dies a little. She starts casting about for excuses to leave. But it's always too late, huh?  MORE Mojo! »