I'm sitting on the sofa buried in cats, preparing to unearth myself so I can go make a cat chart for our cat/house sitters. Do you see a pattern here?

While exploring this tantalizing site, I learned that the Netherlands' current, conservative government apparently wants to make it illegal for the coffeeshops to sell cannabis to foreigners. There's a stereotype of the typical pot tourist: they're usually young males from the UK or another European country; they come for the weekend, stay in a cheap hostel, get wasted on beer and cannabis, maybe have sex with a prostitute, and go home without having spent significant amounts of money (though it must add up). I wonder. Surely there are others like me and Chris, older travelers who appreciate the wonderful weed but also love other things about the city, who spend money on restaurants, museums, and shopping as well as high-end (pun intended) cannabis, who know how to behave ourselves reasonably well, who don't fall in the canals or get arrested or have to have ambulances called for us because the weed was too strong. If you're such a traveler, this might be a good time to plan a trip to Amsterdam. Maybe we can make a showing. Codgers On Cannabis (COC), dammit!

On a lighter note, I was amused on that same site to see people (at least facetiously) betting on who could smoke the most weed. Uh, that would be me, and if there really is serious betting anywhere, I might have a new career on my hands. I have been occasionally matched but never surpassed.