It's been awhile. for those of you wondering, I'm all caught up in a move out of state, so RL stuff has been taking precedence. Hopefully, once I'm settled again, blogging will pick up around here.
Woke up in the middle of the night to realize I've wrecked my neck. Not a totally unusual occurence, but ARGH! It hurts [whimper] Worse, it's on the left side as opposed to the usual right side, and being left handed, that sucks. Every time I move my shoulder, it hurts. Not that not moving my shoulder feels much better. Not looking forward to sitting in a movie seat for three hours feeling like this.
If you live in Northern California, and are looking to adopt a kitty...
Dear Best Friends Members, For years, the Magills have lived close to a park in Los Gatos that was a convenient dumping ground for unwanted cats.For years, Doug Magill and his wife have helped the cats abandoned near their home by providing them with medical care, food, shelter and love. But now the Magills are the ones who need help. As the couple has grown older, it has become harder for them to care for the 42 felines who live inside their home or outside on their property. Recently, someone called San Jose Animal Control to complain. The officer who came out to visit the Magills could see that they were trying their best with the cats, who appeared to be healthy and friendly. He didn't want to confiscate the cats and take them to the shelter, so he agreed to work with the Magills as long as they continued trying to find other homes for the cats. The Magills have managed to find homes for a few of the cats on their own, but they both have health problems that make it difficult to spend much time posting flyers or attending adoption events. You can help them by spreading the word about these cats, many of whom are Siamese mixes. Please forward this email to anyone you know who might be able to assist the Magills in finding homes for their rescued cats. If you need more information or would like to adopt a cat yourself, please contact Doug Magill directly: 408-356-1602 or at firstname.lastname@example.org
Thank you in advance for any help you can provide.
Liz Finch, Animal Help Specialist
Best Friends Animal Society
5001 Angel Canyon Road Kanab, Utah 84741
(435) 644-2001 ext 322
Having done the abandoned cat rescue thing, I really feel for the Magills. They must be heartbroken. If we already didn't have our quota of rescued cats, I'd take a couple myself.
This is for people who are considering or actually buying/receiving a small home theater setup for the Christmas holiday. (It is NOT intended for those very experienced home theater buffs. :) ) Usually at this time of year, the stores are flooded with a veritable plethora of "Complete Surround Sound Systems" aka "Home Theater in a box" items. All of these 'systems' usually boast fairly impressive specifications with decent styling and color schemes. On top of that, they also have reasonable (ok, somewhat reasonable) price tags to match. All in all it sounds like a good deal all around. At least that is what one would think.
Since I have been in the hobby of Audio for some 20+ years I thought I would shed some light on the dark side of Home Theater. This is the side that most manufacturers don't want you to know about. Certain little "tricks" that are played with specifications etc.
So to begin:
1) Power Rating: This is the number that most people look first when looking at a home theater system. More specifically: How many watts per channel and how many channels. The most common specification out there is (7 x 100) or 7 channels at 100 watts per channel. Sounds impressive doesn't it? This is why that spec is usually labeled rather prominently on a Home theater in a box ( HTIB) system. After all 7 x 100 looks much better that 7 x 50, right?
This is the most prevalent "trick" out there. It may come as a surprise ( or not, depending on your view of manufacturers ) but the combination of lax standards and advertising allows a great deal of "hot air" in the power specification.
To start, let us look at a little bit of electrical theory. There is a little number called efficiency. Put simply it is a percentage, it means how much power can you output from what you input. The efficiency is a number that is between 0 and 1. No one would market a device that is 0 percent efficient ( really, who would buy such a thing, and why would you if you could?). No one can market a device that is 100 percent efficient ( since there is nothing made that is 100 percent efficient...yet). That leaves us with a device that is less than 100%. For most of these HTIB's it is FAR below 100%. (This is based on the fact, that most HTIB's have a Class AB amplifier and not the more exotic Class D-Class H designs. If you don't know what that means, don't worry). A good rule of thumb is approximately 50% efficiency. Keep that figure in mind as we continue, if you would.
The next time you look at a HTIB, look at the power spec then look at the physical unit. Rather the BACK of the unit itself. In an area near the power cord there should be some information regarding how much power it draws. Either something like "Power 400 Watts" or " 3.3 A @ 120 V". The first is self explanatory, the second needs some translation. 3.3 A means 3.3 Amps and 120 V means 120 volts. To get the number of watts multiply 3.3 by 120 which comes to 396. So the power drawn is 396 watts.
Remember our efficiency number? Multiply that by the power drawn and you get the amount of USABLE power available for the system. So 400 watts X 0.50 = 200 Watts. Now that is 200 watts TOTAL power. With most HTIB systems there are 5 or 7 speakers including a subwoofer. Assuming 5 speakers ( and disregarding the subwoofer for now ) that gives us about 40 watts per speaker ( or channel ). A far cry from the 5 x 100 spec that we referenced earlier isn't it?
Now you may be wondering how the heck the manufacturers get away with that kind of advertising. The answer: Lax standards and no real policy from the FTC on surround sound systems ( at least not yet ). That said try to find a system that has at least 30-40 watts of Real power per channel and about 50 watts or more for the subwoofer. The subwoofer usually has its own power draw spec so you can use the above method on it as well.
2) Connectivity capability. Many HTIB's advertise that they can connect other equipment, Vcr's, Tivo, cable box etc. Again, we need to check the BACK of the unit to determine what can truly be connected. Some units have connections for only 1 item, while others can only connect units of the same BRAND as the HTIB itself-usually through a proprietary connection cable. ( at an additional cost of course ). Checking never hurts!
3) Speaker connectivity. Some HTIB's, usually the cheaper ones, have their speakers prewired with color coded connectors. Although this makes for easy connection, you are limited to the speaker wire length when placing the speaker
( 25' is NOT that much for placement options ). Try to stick with a system that uses standard wire connections, because if you ever break the supplied wire, or want to place the speaker further away, you can always buy more wire.
4) Expectations. Last but definitely not least. DO NOT expect a HTIB with a price tag between 400-1000 dollars to sound like the system that your audiophile friend has when listening to music or watching movies. The audiophile probably spent over 1200 for the amplifier ALONE, not to mention the speakers, the DVD player and the Cd Player and the powered subwoofer ( that alone runs from $500 and up ). A HTIB is not a replacement for a full blown Home Theater rig.
Now having said all that you probably think I am dead against the HTIB's, right?
Actually no. Within their limitations these little systems can introduce you ( or the gift recipient ) to the idea of having your own little cinema at home, in a very nice and fun way. The trick is to (as always) do the research and ask questions and then when shopping, look at the unit, both front and back. Staying away from the no-name brands that only appear at this time of year is also a good idea. Another thing is this. Some HTIB's have wireless surround speakers. Although a cool idea, the technology is not really there yet.
That pretty much wraps it up and I hope it answered a few questions. Happy shopping!
It wasn't the best week. Mum called last Sunday to let me know Wellington was dying. They took him to the vet Friday, and they said to bring him home over the weekend to say goodbye. They took him back Monday and had him put to sleep. It was all very sudden, and the third kitty we've lost this year. It's been hard, especially not being with them now they're all with my parents.
Then Nin's day off Friday got canceled, so we weren't able to go up to our friend's house for Thanksgiving dinner on Friday. I was kind of looking forward to a Thanksgiving dinner. Silly me. So friends came down here for the weekend, which was nice. Tomorrow, back to work.
This is my second article as one of Ith's guest bloggers and usuallly I don't talk about crazes...However....
Anyway....I imagine you have all heard of the "craze" of the new Sony platform the PS3. However cool it may be ( and I don't think it is ), is any new product, worth waiting over a DAY in line, getting trampled/injured in a rush, and then getting robbed???! The other day the news had on that a pair of masked robbers basically approached a line of hopeful customers outside a door and simply went down the line, one by one robbing them!!! Good Grief, what is this, a new product hits the shelves and people's brain power just shuts off?? Not to mention that the silly product will probably be available all through the season as shipments ramp up. Oh, and lets not forget that by summer it will be selling for a little bit less AND have the bug fixes that these wannabe beta testers have found in the first run!!!
Talking to my mum, and it hit me that my father turns 77 this year. I mean, yes, I know how old he is, but at the same time, I'm not sure it always quite sinks in. She was telling me he fell again, though he insists he's just fine. So since he refuses to see a doctor, what's actually going on with him is unknown. Now, when he had cancer 15 years ago, he was given maybe six months to live since the cancer had spread so far, they said that there's no way they could have gotten it all, but here he is, still pretty much in denial he ever had cancer. He only quit working full time two years ago, and still works part time now, so at least he's active, which is good because otherwise he'd sit in a chair and watch TV all day. And when he's home he makes my mum and brother crazy. So all in all, a good thing.
But other than that, she seems to be happy. The move to Utah, which will be two years this October was a good one, despite the mind numbing stress of it all. She has a job she loves, she finally has her own house, which she's never had before, and the people in the area have been so good to them. Kept an eye on my parents till my brother moved in, so I didn't have to worry as much :) Of course, mum really hopes we move next year, so we'll see how that goes.
Went to see Dead Man's Chest for the third time with Nin, Carolyn, Fred, Fred's friend and Carolyn's friend. They all went out after, Nin and I went home for my birthday dinner. We ate and watched Firefly, and drank a bottle of my fave wine: Cardinal Zin from Bonny Doon winery. Nin didn't get me a cake, so we got two eclairs at Whole Foods, and they were nasty.
Or perhaps "Blowing Your Own Horn"? :)
Every so often, I run across a post somewhere wanting you to rec your own fic. Am I weird that I just can never bring myself to do it? Maybe it's just a tad too much on the extroverted side for me to handle. Or a remnant of my childhood and my father's family's belief that one should never draw attention to one's accomplishments; it just wasn't done. Certainly there were enough times as a child I'd done something I was proud of, only to have it shot down as not worthy of any sort of special notice. Sometimes I think those sorts of things stick with you for far longer than you realize. I'm fairly certain it affects my own self image to this day.
Apparently there's a bomb scare at the local airport. Friend of a coworker was evacuated from her home due to it.
No not really, but just in case anyone was wondering about the lack of bloggage. Thank god I put up the main post last night [sigh] I'm sure everyone participating as more than made up for my lack.
I'm sitting up for the first time today, after being felled by either some sort of tummy flu, or food poisoning. Before Nin came home at 330am, I was wondering if it was my heart. I started remembering all those symptoms of heart attacks in women, plus I was home alone trying not to panic. Then additional symptoms presented themselves, so I moved on. Came this close to going to the hospital at 4am this morning, but toughed it out. It feels like rats are gnawing at my stomach from the inside.
When your little brother turns 40.
GalPal Mickey is looking for input on a wedding song. Go throw in your two cents!
Not a song, but if I'd ever gotten married, I'd always wanted to work in Silly Wizard's "The Pearl".
I think you can hear a bit of it here, but not sure since Nin has disabled all sound on my computer.
I haven't been feeling too well for a few weeks, but Friday, I pooped out and stayed home. Instead of feeling better, by last night, I was feeling really crappy and decided to stay home today as well. I'm really hoping to feel better by tomorrow!
Best friend TamTam, who comments here as EvilT, lost her mom very unexpectedly yesterday. It's been quite a shock, especially coming not very long after Tammy lost her dad. If you would, please keep Tammy in your prayers. The next few months are going to be very hard for her.
Set aside some prayers and good vibes for Margi and her soon to be born son.
We left about 6am on Saturday with Cat in tow. She wasn't all that happy, but she wore herself out crying after a few hours, and mostly slept the rest of the way. About 12 hours later, we arrived in St. George. I hate traveling when I'm sick. And I was sick a good part of the week. Because of that, I didn't even get to see Rae as planned. About the only trip out of the house was for more Benadryl, another pillow, and some Vicks. On Wed., we did go to Zion and had lunch with my mum at the lodge. I really like the park much better when it's winter!! Very quiet and peaceful. Thursday we left, with my brother, for Disneyland. Roberta (thanks, Bertie!) had given Nin a three night stay at the Dland Hotel for her 30th birthday present, so we were able to justify going! I was still getting over being sick, but still managed to have a pretty good time. Thursday and Friday, it was unseasonably warm, over 80, so it was like summer almost. Saturday, the temps had gone back down to their normal. Sunday, we went back to UT, and early Monday we were back on the road for home. Sparrow was much happier on the return journey than the initial trip a week before. Every so often she would give a Meow! to remind us was there, but pretty much slept the whole way.
So much for dreams come true! I had a dream a few weeks ago that I met Peter Wingfield in line for Tower of Terror -- no dice. Gave Nin a laugh when I explained as we were standing in line :)
Thank you Russ for the box that was waiting for me when I got home! (The Collects of Thomas Cranmer if you're wondering) It was a lovely surprise!
I went almost news free for the week. It's kind of nice every once in a while.
Still unburying my desk and my computer. If you've emailed me about anything in particular, there's a good chance it will be awhile before I find your email.
Nin has a photo of us on the Buzz Lightyear ride. They have terminals set up and you can find your piccie and email it to yourself. Ours looks pretty strange.
Guest bloggers! I loved reading what you posted while I was gone! It's such a nice surprise to open the blog after a week away and scroll through your offerings. Once again, thank you!
Thus concludes my exciting trip report.
Have you ever tried to mentally prepare yourself for something that you know is going to happen eventually, but when it finally happens, no matter how you tried to psyche yourself for the inevitable, the news is still like a kick in the stomach? And just like that, everything changes.
Happy New Year to me. /sarcasm
He was by far my favourite actor on West Wing. I'd just been involved in an email conversation about him earlier this week. Very sad.
My mum just told me that the kitten we rescued while we were there last got sick a few days ago and had to be put to sleep. The vet said it happens a lot with inbred feral colony cats, and there wasn't anything we could have done. I don't know why it's hit me so hard, I only knew him a few days, but I remember holding him in the car on the way home and he nuzzled into the crook of my arm, trusting me completley. and he was the picture of my late kitty, Kang. Now I'm sitting at my desk crying. Poor little mite, I guess he never stood a chance. But at least he was safe and loved for a few months.
I'll miss you little Sinclair.
Decided to watch "Elizabeth" tonight. It's one of my favourite movies, and I still say Cate Blanchett was robbed of her Oscar! I love anything Tudor related, and until this movie the BBC Elizabeth R series was my favourite, though, despite its historical inaccuracy, I'm also fond of the movie "Young Bess".
I remember the first time I saw "Elizabeth" in the theater, the opening scene with the Protestants being martyred, being burned at the stake, and the crowds rioting to make the fire burn faster so they wouldn't suffer as much, that scene overwhelmed me. I couldn't stop crying. It still packs an emotional punch, and reminds me once again what others suffered for their faith and mine.
Elizabeth I has been an inspiration to me since I was a little girl and if I could meet one historic personage it would be her. What a woman, a Queen, and what a legacy she left. The fact she survived the powers arrayed against her, and not only survived, but flourished, is a lasting testament to her.
Just got to the part where she faces down the bishops to pass the Act of Uniformity. I always want to cheer out loud! "I have no desire to make windows into men's souls."
More live movie blogging!
I love dance/dialogue scenes.
Christopher Eccelston is a great totally nasty villain as the Duke of Norfolk.
The Spanish Ambassador/Bishop is the oddest combination of pirate/demonic look.
Evil priest/assassin guy! And that poison dress creeps me out. What a horrible way to die.
I thought the actress -- Fanny Ardent -- who played Mary of Guise was excellent
Geoffry Rush as Sir Francis Walsingham rocks.
Oooh! Shivers. Now to wait patiently for the sequel.
I know that our local animal resuce services have sent people east and are sending rescued pets back here for care.
Everyone down there affected by the wildfires, stay safe and I'll be keeping you all in my prayers.
I hate fire season. One of my most vivid childhood memories was the Oaklnad Hills fire when I was in second grade. It was horrible. I remember everything being this gray blue colour from all the smoke, and bringing toys to a classmate who had lost his home.
Mum called last night and said the ridge next to them is on fire. She says they're safe, but it's pretty bad.
ASPCA CARES in New Orleans The ASPCA CARES mobile spay/neuter van took to the road last week, but instead of the usual New York City neighborhood stops, it was driven down to New Orleans by Mobile Medical Unit Manager Chris Fagan and Special Events and Outreach Manager, Allison Cardona, to assist in rescues and transport. The entire week has been filled with challenges, but yesterday was a particularly challenging day in the Big Easy. While out with a water rescue crew, Allison heard mewing but couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Finally, she spotted a four-month-old kitten clinging to a bush, up to his neck in muck and soaked to the bone. Little more than a skeleton, it was unlikely he could have held out much longer. Allison swaddled him in a towel and gave him some dextrose. In the blink of an eye, he lay head on paws and fell into a deep sleep on her lap.
With the water rescue over and the van loaded up with 16 rescued dogs, Allison and Chris began to head back to Gonzales. The streets are littered with broken glass, metal shards and other refuse—and the van blew not one, but two tires. Chris and Mike West from the disaster response team Code 3 went hunting for tires from abandoned vehicles. Poor Chris had to do a "water rescue" to obtain the second tire! Exhausted and now very late, the crew headed to Lamar-Dixon to unload their canine cargo. But when they got there, they were met by armed guards denying them access. Lamar-Dixon had reached its maximum occupancy and their orders were to turn away anyone coming with animals. They were instructed to head to Baton Rouge where they could leave the animals at LSU—or so they thought. This time they were turned away because the LSU site is for owned animals, not strays. After pulling a few strings, they were finally able to unload their precious cargo and call it a night. They were luckier than many of the rescuers, who ended up caring for their rescued animals in the parking lot of a strip mall down the road from the Gonzales facility. The rescuers are awaiting the departure of California- and Houston-bound animals, which will allow space to open up at Lamar-Dixon for their rescuees.
Best Friends is a wonderful organization and they're doing amazing work trying to save New Orleans pets.
September 9, 2005 : 1:14 PM ET From Paul Berry: We had two teams out on boats on Thursday. Troy Snow has written about his crew in an earlier posting. Ours was similar, so I’ll keep this brief.
Our team was me and Dr. Debbie Rykoff DVM. Also aboard and helping out was a crew from the Salt Lake Tribune. Leah Hogsten took photos for the Trib and gave these to us. (Thanks, Leah.)
The thing I want to say is simply that there are thousands upon thousands of animals stuck out here, on car roofs, on porches, cats on roofs of houses. We saw no other animal rescue orgs anywhere. I know they’re all doing good work on the peripheries … but, oh man … you see and hear these fluff pieces on TV of people being reunited with their pets, and you look around out here on the boats at this vast, endless wasteland of toxic water and animals hanging on, 11 days after the hurricane, and their time is running out.
The only other boat we saw yesterday was an airboat from Fish & Game. They were scouting the ground behind. Rumors are they’re beginning to shoot the animals today. I believe these stories are now true. That’s what’s going to be happening.
These animals only have days at most, and are clinging to life. They are the forgotten ones. They’re emaciated, starved, dehydrated. Literally “water water everywhere and not a drop to drink.” Dr. Debbie revives them in the boat as they start to lose consciousness. Gives them fluids. All those we took yesterday have survived.
Keep us in your prayers,
There's a message thread with information on how to help here.
For the pets left behind after Hurricane Katrina, relief is on the way, but it's a race against time.
"It's a dire situation," said Melissa Seide Rubin of the Humane Society of the United States.
Rescue workers are worried most about pets locked inside homes and whose food and water supply may have run out. For them, rescue is their only chance of survival.
"It's one at a time, and it's fairly slow work," said Michael Mountain, president and CEO of Best Friends Animal Society, one of the first animal organizations allowed into the city to rescue pets.
"They are certainly all frightened," Mountain said. "The most difficult ones to work with are the cats who hide under furniture. The dogs tend to be easier. You can put out a treat for them, you can generally bring them to you."
With federal agencies and law enforcement agencies overwhelmed with rescuing people, it has been left to animal welfare groups and civilians to help stranded pets.
"We weren't allowed into the really bad areas until just recently, so now we are playing catch-up," said Rubin, the Humane Society's vice president of field and disaster services.
The American Society for the Protection of Animals, the Humane Society, the Louisiana SPCA, and the Texas SPCA are involved in the operation.
The Humane Society has 200 people in the field to handle the more than 2,000 requests it has received from people who have called a hotline or sent information.
The rescues are being conducted mostly by boat. Teams using inflatable rafts locate stranded pets and take them to a drop-off point, where they can be transported to a shelter.
Since Tuesday the Humane Society has rescued 90 dogs and 34 cats. Mountain estimates his group has rescued between 800 and 900 animals since entering the city on August 30.
A visual chronicle by a NO resident.
Via The Corner
Also just heard on the same radio newscast: I didn't catch what country, but apparently a 90 year old man came into one of our embassies and donated a $1000 to Katrina relief. He said it was because he had been liberated from a concentration camp by Americans, and had been cared for two months after that, by Americans.
It reminds me of my first visit to the UK, more than 15 years ago now, I guess. We were driving to Scotland, and we stopped in this small town and went into a local pub for some dinner. It was a local place, not a tourist type place. During our dinner, a man came up to us, who was deep in his cups, so he was quite emotional, to thank us, as Americans, because when he was a little boy during the war, he'd gotten apples sent by the States to British children. He was actually crying by the time he was done telling his story. It was only apples, but to him, it might as well have been gold.
I know we mostly only hear stories about 'how they hate us', so it's good to remember that isn't always true.
FNC just did a segment on LSU and the pet shelter they're running. If you go to the Louisiana Veterinarian Medical Association you can make a donation to support the shelters. They need everything from food to brushes. They also list resources for people trying to find their pets.
We went to the mall last night to pick up Nin's contacts. From what I could see all the stores were collecting relief money. Macy's, when I went up to the cashier, was actullay asking you if you'd like to donate. Whole Foods had signs on the cashier counters for donating as well.
Shep Smith and Gerlado seem to be at the end of their rope. Geraldo was nearly in tears. I don't think it's possible to maintain your objectivity after days of interacting with the victims of Katrina. Just sitting here at home watching it on TV is overwhelming, I can't even imagine what it's like to be there.
And speaking of our pets and disaster, the ASPCA has a guide on how to prepare for saving your pets. I've discovered they have something called an "Evacsak" for cats that I need to look into getting.
A bit later: you can get Evacsaks and other pet transport and emergencey supplies here.
The Salvation Army's donation servers are so busy, I can't get on.
We're always told that if there is some sort of cataclysmic disaster -- in my case it would be an earthquake -- that you need to be able to take care of yourself for several days becuase it's going to take at least that long for any official help to get to you. You hear it over and over again, but I'm not quite sure it sinks in. It has now.
Time to restock my emergency supplies.
Later: John on the reality of logisitcs.
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I haven't blogged much since getting home, but like everyone else, I've been following the news. I don't have much to say that so many others haven't already said. The pictures coming out of Gulfport/Biloxi are heartbreaking. A few years back, Nin and I took 10 cross country. We got into Gulfport about 2am, got a motel room, totally unaware of what the place looked like. I woke up, pulled open the curtains, to be greeted by blue skies, a white beach, and palm trees. It was incredibly beautiful.
Funds collected by the AAC will be used for relief assistance and will be channeled at the local level through congregations, chapters, and other individuals and groups associated with the AAC as suddenly as specific needs are identified. We expect AAC efforts to be complementary to the efforts of the Anglican Communion Network, and we will be working in close communication with them.
If you're local here in Monterey, KTOM is running a fundraising drive in the Orchard parking lot in Sand City. They'll be there till 6pm. (As of 445pm they've raised $26,000) And if you want to help the pets, the ASPCA is rasing money here.
Evening Update: According to the FNC reporter just on from the Astrodome, the Red Cross is looking for donations of kid friendly DVDs. Apparently, they're playing movies for the kids there to keep them entertained.
Florida Cracker is holding a matching donation drive for our dear furry friends.
Today I spent the day in my husband's new classroom, trying to help him get set up for the fast-approaching school year.... let's just say I probably wasted my time.
Now I ask you, if you resigned from YOUR job, and left at the end of June, when would you expect to remove your personal effects from your office? Before or on your last day, right?
Would you expect to return to your former workplace more than 2 months later (in late August) to pick up your personal things? Would you expect your replacement to be so kind as to pack them up for you and also let you in since you, of course, already turned in your keys?
Evidently, there IS someone stupid and rude enough to expect all of these things and more. Go over to my DH's blog and read about the unmitigated gall of this woman.
Unbelievable but true.
Oh, and MuNu is DEAD for the time being. Today's shenanigans combined with an intermittent drive failure have forced us on to the backup.... which thankfully was made yesterday. Sorry for the inconvenience and keep checking! If MuNu isn't reliable by Friday I'll host the Carnival of the Recipes here. So get those recipes in!
Barbara Bel Geddes has died of lung cancer. Those of you who are fellow Dallas fans will remember her as Miss Ellie, the family matriarch.
Chris Muir of Day by Day, has a favor to ask on behalf of his sister who is fighting cancer.
Nin and I are heading out of town tomorrow morning so she can take her tests up in the Bay Area. We'll be back Sunday afternoon. See ya!
Light to no blogging today. At 3pm, a bunch of people are showing up to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail, eat dinner and cake, and participate in dramatic readings from Harry Potter after appropriate amounts of sangria have been consumed.
Kathy is in the final days of her pledge drive for The Walk To Cure Diabetes. If you haven't read about her sweet little nephew yet -- and he's a cutie to boot! -- then please take a moment to do so..
Kathy has a wonderful post up about her nephew who has diabetes, and the Walk to Cure Diabetes in which she and her family are teaming up for.
Carol from An American Housewife, lost her husband Thursday night.
Carol's paypal button is below. We know that no amount of money will ease her pain and the loss she feels but maybe we can help ease some of her stress and financial burden.
Nin lost her job today. Yes, we needed one more crappy thing to happen, especially financially. Now we have the complete set, I'm sure we'll at least get the Ginzu knives.
Guess whose hot water heater sprung a leak today and now has no hot water? Supposedly, the hot water heater guy will be here first thing in the morning.
I read on the Corner this morning that Jonah's dad, Sidney Goldberg, passed away last night. I always got a kick out of the information Jonah would pass on from his father in Corner posts. My condolences to Jonah and his family on their loss.
Most of my attention and energy this week has been going towards supporting a friend whose marriage just fell apart. He thought they working things out -- but turns out he was wrong. This is a person who is always there for you and it just goes to show that something like this lets you know who your real friends are, and who's just using you. When you're at your lowest and reaching out to those you've always been there for, and they suddenly aren't around, it's a real eye opener.
Reading the above, it sounds so calm, when inside I'm just seething. I'm like a mama bear when it comes to those I care about, and hurt when they're betrayed. You wish you could do more than just be a shoulder and actually be able to make things better. Yes, I know I can't, but that doesn't stop me from feeling useless.
Congrats & best wishes to Fugitive Jen and her affianced.
Last night we went to Orchard and got some more herbs for my new herb garden, not to mention a planter to put them in, oh, and soil too! Today, it's produce and wine day. First to the produce market to get stuff for dinner tomorrow, and then Cost Plus for our wine stash. I don't think I'm up to braving the wilds of Target today, so I'll probably save that trip for a weeknight. Tomorrow is cleaning day. The fun never stops around here, let me tell you!
I loved Green Acres when I was a kid.
Eddie Albert, the actor best known as the constantly befuddled city slicker-turned-farmer in television's "Green Acres," has died. He was 99.
Albert, who appeared in movies and television for more than 50 years, died of pneumonia Thursday at his home in the Pacific Palisades area, in the presence of his longtime caregivers and son Edward, family friend Dick Guttman said Friday.
Albert achieved his greatest fame on "Green Acres" as Oliver Douglas, a New York lawyer who settles in a farm town with his glamorous wife, played by Eva Gabor, and finds himself perplexed by the antics of a host of rural residents, including a pig named Arnold Ziffel.
Albert was nominated for Academy Awards as supporting actor in "Roman Holiday" (1953) and "The Heartbreak Kid" (1972).
The actor moved smoothly from the Broadway stage to movies to television. Besides his 1965-1971 run in "Green Acres," he costarred on TV with Robert Wagner in "Switch" from 1975 to 1978 and was a semi-regular on "Falcon Crest" in 1988.
He was a tireless conservationist, crusading for endangered species, healthful food, cleanup of Santa Monica Bay pollution and other causes. He had remained healthy even in old age.
"Three days ago he was playing basketball in his wheelchair with his granddaughter," Guttman said. "He stayed very vital."
I've been blacklisted over at Fugitive Jen's blog (I'm sure by accident) so here's the comment on her future marriage (as far as I can reconstruct it) that I tried to leave earlier:
Ah hah! My surmise was correct! So pre-congratulations based on the anticipation of the official announcement! I hope you -- and your intended -- will be very happy!
(but I still expect you to get my back when the 'not being married spinster' subject comes up on my blog!)
We did lose a Naval accounting office on what used to be Ft. Ord, but other than that, good news this morning!
Yes, I have returned, but not to the point of online activity it would seem. Post trip blues I suppose. It was hard leaving my family behind again. Not to mention my kitties and my dog.
So mostly this is to check in so y'all don't worry :) And to give a big shout out to my guest bloggers who did an amazing job while I was away! Too bad I lost the key to the brig. Hmmm.... now where could it be?
I'm getting ready to go away for a week, so have been falling down in the blogging department. Nothing exciting, just visitng my parents in UT. They only have a very bad dial up connection there, so I doubt I'll be around much. But I haven't forgotten you! A wonderful group of guest bloggers are waiting in the wings to keep you entertained and informed in grand style!
Michelle Malkin has a very helpful post up on living wills and durable powers of attorney. Nin and I have been discussing this a lot, as you might imagine, and that was one of the things I brought up last night: I'm not a doctor, so how can I knowledgeably indicate each and every possible treatment I might or might not want should the worst happen? How do I make allowances for advancing technology and the differences in treatment versus what medical condition I may have? Lots to think about before writing it all down in a legal document.
I came home early yesterday with the cold from hell. By last night, it was so bad it had gotten into my eyes, and my right eyelid was so puffy, I couldn't really see out of it. Needless to say, I stayed home today, but am still feeling poorly.
I got this from an email list for a local pet rescue organization:
We have been alerted about a sad situation at a Pet Sanctuary in Kingman, Arizona. The sanctuary which has been operating for 9 years was home to 100 dogs. The sanctuary has lost it's permit and all the dogs need to find a place to go before April 30 or they will most likely be euthanized.
We know there are plenty of dogs in need in our own county that we are
concentrating on, but we feel this is an extreme situation and the more
people that know about these Kingman dogs, the better chance they have
BelowHere is a link with photos of the dogs that need homes or foster
homes. Please let any of your friends, family, or coworkers know about
these dogs in need. Maybe one will be just the dog they're looking for
to join their family. It is an overwhelming situation, but instead of
feeling helpless we need to remember that when it comes to saving lives
we need to stay focused on "one animal at a time". If this email
results in just one of these 100 dogs finding a safe haven it will be
Nin has the flu, or a reasonable facsimile thereof. I have a sinking feeling that I'm about a day behind her. I just made her go lay down again since she was propped against the computer desk looking all glassy eyed (not too much different than she usually looks... ) So check back tomorrow to see if I've been stricken as well.
American Idol tonight! The guys, who I'm finding more interesting than the gals this year. Particularly Bo and Constantine. Who will rule? I still haven't watched the girls on tape from last week, and at this rate, probably won't. Then "24", which has rocked this seas.
House tomorrow -- "Occam's Razor" -- is a repeat, so for those of you coming late to the series, it's a good chance to catch up. I think it was the second ep to air. and if you're smitten and want to chat about it, then there always this -- my House M.D. email list.
Oh, did I mention I switched hair colour yesterday? I went for a reddish blonde this time for a little change.
I suppose I should make dinner before I feel any ickier.
The sales assistant chick is taking off her nail polish in our very small enclosed office. I can't smell anything but polich remover/acetone right now, and I'm not happy.
Finally taking a break here. since I got up, I've been cleaning the apartment and doing food prep for tonight, and for meals I have planned for the rest of the week. Nin is making chocolate chip cookies, and then I believe a sour apple martini is in my future! I told Nin she needed to make a cocktail as a reward for all the work I've done today so she doesn't starve :)
We're having my patented carnita and mushroom quesadillas with homemade guac and tomatillo salsa for dinner tonight. Tomorrow is going to be goat cheese tartlets after we actually leave the house to go see a movie.
I'm off, but they're still working on the windows. so this is my last look at the 'puter before I need to turn it off, since it's too near the construction zone.
So here I sit waiting for the window guys to finish up for the day. Apparently the new door isn't closing properly, so they have to tweak it. Plus, they're clean freaks! They've been through here twice with the shop vac picking up every stray bit of debris. Now the whole crew has congregated, all to work on the door. Two more days of work to go.
The new window install keeps on a going, and while I'm happy about the heat that will stay in, I have to say I'm not all that happy that the windows all have a brown tint. Now, if you live someplace with lots of sun, that's probably a cool thing, but here? Here, when we get some sunshine, we want to see it! And when it's dreary like it often is, the apartment is now as dark as a crypt. Okay, maybe not that dark, but you get the idea. And I lost all my window sills! And the patio door -- which is the main (and only) entrance -- is being turned into a glass door on hinges, which means the nice screened access to the patio is gone. On the plus side, that means a much sturdier real lock than we have now.
I guess you can't make an omelette without breaking eggs, huh?
Back to pinning up sheets over the windows for the night.
I know blog content has been pretty lame lately, but RL has left me more than somewhat emotionally drained. That seems to leave me with little fire for deep and thoughtful posting. So expect light and fluffy for awhile, folks! Hopefully, I'll be feeling more like myself soon, and things will get back to normal -- on all fronts.
Tonight, we dine on Pumpkin Soup and a fresh La Brea Bakery baguette from Whole Foods. and if we're dining on pumpkin soup, I suppose I should get a move on and actually start making it, huh?
I'm attempting to savour this week as next week, they start putting the new windows in. They're doing the two apartments next to us this week. We're getting double paned windows and door as part of an agreement the airport made with residents in the flight path. Me, I don't notice the noise, but I'll be very happy for the reduction in my heating bill! It's supposed to take five days to complete, and we have to remove all our blinds and curtains and move everything 4 ft away from the windows and door. Gah!! Still trying to figure out how to move my TV since it took me, Nin, and my brother, to get it in in the first place. Now it's just me and Nin, and we're puny!
Okay, enough chatting, it's time for soup!
Sorry, dudes and dudettes, for the lack of posting, but I'm sicker than a dog today. Last night I was thinking food poisoning, but now I'm leaning towards a stomach virus. Nin wanted to take me to the emergency room last night, but I managed to avoid it. If I'm not feeling better by tomorrow, I'll try and get in to see a doctor.
Yes, I'm drinking lots of liquids! Cus I've already been told that a few dozen times! :) Even my landlady wanted to bring me 7 Up.
I'm going to try some toast and go lay down again.
Any of you who have the keys to the blog, feel free to guest post here if you're feeling so inclined.
I just completed my third week of walking home from work! go me! But that's not what this is about. It was partly sunny, partly cloudy, and guess who got DRENCHED about a 1/4 of the way home? That would be me. Absolute downpour, complete with small little ice pellets mixed in for good measure.
Opinions on auto insurance? I'm currently with Allstate and am seriously considering switching. Any recommendations?
Rae has written a beautiful post: Life Means So Much
I've been having a lot of asthma type incidents the past week, and last night, it was bad enough to keep me awake through most of the night. I was so tuckered this morning that I decided to stay home. I took some prednisone and that seems to be helping -- except it makes my tummy ache. Now I'm basically vegging in front of the TV watching FNC. I really should clean the kitchen... maybe later.
Johnny Carson will always have a special place in my memories. When I was a little girl, (before I started kindergarten) my father used to go to work before I got up, and wouldn't be home till long after I was asleep. So that I would get a chance to actually spend time with my father, I would go to bed early, and then when he got home about 10pm, I'd get up and we'd play and the we'd watch Johnny Carson together before I went back to sleep.
Thanks, Johnny, for all the laughter.
I've been following several of the "battle of the sexes" posts around and about over the last weeks, and I keep thinking I'm going to post about it, but have pretty much decided that no good can come of it. I would like to say just one thing though: just because you're a single, never married woman over 40, it does not mean you're desperate, picky, mentally unstable, or a gold digger. The hard cold truth is that not all of us are blessed with a partner in life, and many of us never will be. Sometimes, it's just not meant to be. You get to be the one the fates decree should be alone/single/spinster/singleton -- choose your word -- someone has to be after all. So before you make some snap judgment or generalization about our lack of a mate, please stop and consider for a moment that just maybe it's the way it was meant to be. Count your lucky stars that you have that special someone in your life and remember to let that person know you realize just how fortunate you are. Because you are, you know.
Later: So many comments! What is it about this subject that so draws people out? You know, I almost didn't post it, but maybe it was okay I did.
I came into work late -- about 1230pm. I think I'm fighting off the bug all the guys have been off work with for the last week. I've had the blinding headpain, along with sore joints, and I just don't feel quite %100. I'm either going to get over it, or get mind numbingly ill over the weekend. Joy.
So anyway, that's why the lack of bloggage.
Oh, don't forget Battlestar Galactica starts tonight!
As I mentioned this morning, I was a little upset. The gist of it was that the oddest thing happened in relation to an email list I really loved being on. I've been involved in lists for about ten years now, both as a member and a list owner, and it was a first ever. It really floored me. Yes, I know I'm being vague, but I don't want to pick on anyone or hurt anyone's feelings, just needed to express my befuddlement (and yes, my hurt feelings), and where better than here? I'm not as upset as I was this morning, so it's probably a good thing I sat on the urge to post for a few hours.
Oh well, we move on, yes? Too bad since I will miss a lot of the folks there. [sigh] I guess it's a fault, but I tend to become emotionally involved with my online friends and acquaintances. I've been burned more than once, so I don't quite "wear my heart on my sleeve" like I used to. But still, something can happen, whether an unsettling email on a list, or a thoughtless comment on a blog, and you feel like you've been virtually slapped. On the bright side, I've made my very best friends ever online, but there is always a flip side to that coin. Sometimes it's hard to strike a balance to protect yourself, while still being open to new relationships. I guess this morning, I kind of lost my balance. I need to slap the armour on again, I guess.
Gee, I got all dark and moody, huh?
Okay, enough of that! Back to pointless, yet cheerful, blogging.
Xmas dinner turned out quite well -- no one got food poisoning! There was much drinking and eating and drinking. Then there were movies. Margaret had never seen "Bridget Jones" so we watched that first, then we watched "Princess Diaries", before moving on to "What a Girl Wants" (Colin Firth in leather pants. Need I say more?) Yesterday, we vegged. All hopes of sleeping in were dashed by someone moving out of their apartment starting at 8am. The sounds of the cart wheels going back and forth and back and forth over the stone pathway was too much for me. Over the course fo the day, we watched "Hero", which Nin had got for her BD, then "Akira Kurasawa's Dreams", followd by many eps of season one "Gilmore Girls". Finally, we watched "Elf" on PPV since my brother had never seen it.
Tomorrow, my brother leaves for Utah, so all my family will be gone. It's going to take some adjusting to I guess.
So, I'm back at work making sure I get everything caught up before I leave on Thursday. Of course, the rains have set in, just in time to drive to SoCal!
Nin and I went to midnight service with Eclectra, then Nin and I came home and had food and gifts with my brother. Turns out they each did get me something, so I now have a lovely watch case from Nin, and the Ed Wood DVD from my brother.
Talked to my mum in Utah and she misses me too. They're having roast beef, so we said we should trade places!
I got the turkey in, and it smells goood in here right now! Waiting for Nin to get home from work, and then Eclectra will be joining us for dinner. Right now, I'm sipping the apple cider rum punch Nin made last night and eating cheese and crackers. Almost time to turn the foil back and brown the turkey.
I hope everyone is having/had a wonderful Christmas!
Me, Nin, and my brother all seem to have come down with some sort of stomach bug. Nin's already headed home sick, and I think I'm about to follow.
T'is the season!
Nin and I are finally going to go see the second Bridget Jones flick! Then back ehre to change for her work Xmas party. There's a big steak in my future...mmmmmm.
Time for tea!
life is good.
Home early, sour apple martini in hand, cat in lap, listening to Los Lonely Boys on the stereo. I'll get to making dinner eventually -- ham steak, cheese grits, broiled green beans in olive oil and sea salt.
To make it even better, we've had no hot water here for nearly two weeks. I just washed my lunch dishes in very cold water, and now my fingers are numb. The hot water heater has to be replaced, so of course, no one is in a hurry to make it happen.
This is the time of year I can't keep warm at work. By this point, the cinderblocks are as cold as outside and space heater just can't keep up. It's kind of like working in a meat locker. It will continue like this for several more weeks, by which time I will have on so many layers I won't be able to move my arms enough to type.
It really could. Two years ago Xmas, my mechanic told me the heads on the engine needed to be redone -- OUCH! This time, it looks like the ignition module is cracked. He said the ignition coil may need replaced too, but he won't know that for a bit. So it looks like I'm getting away with a bill under $500 [fingers crossed]
Thanks to everyone who has left kind words.
Today is Nin's birthday!
Happy birthday, sweetie.
Nin came home and started feeding me Rusty Nails for pain relief. She even went to the store and got me some Macallan 12 Year for the Scotch. Have to say that it's worked better than the drugs!
A very happy Thanksgiving to one and all.
All across America, we gather this week with the people we love to give thanks to God for the blessings in our lives. We are grateful for our freedom, grateful for our families and friends, and grateful for the many gifts of America. On Thanksgiving Day, we acknowledge that all of these things, and life itself, come from the Almighty God.
Almost four centuries ago, the Pilgrims celebrated a harvest feast to thank God after suffering through a brutal winter. President George Washington proclaimed the first National Day of Thanksgiving in 1789, and President Lincoln revived the tradition during the Civil War, asking Americans to give thanks with "one heart and one voice." Since then, in times of war and in times of peace, Americans have gathered with family and friends and given thanks to God for our blessings.
Thanksgiving is also a time to share our blessings with those who are less fortunate. Americans this week will gather food and clothing for neighbors in need. Many young people will give part of their holiday to volunteer at homeless shelters and food pantries. On Thanksgiving, we remember that the true strength of America lies in the hearts and souls of the American people. By seeking out those who are hurting and by lending a hand, Americans touch the lives of their fellow citizens and help make our Nation and the world a better place.
This Thanksgiving, we express our gratitude to our dedicated firefighters and police officers who help keep our homeland safe. We are grateful to the homeland security and intelligence personnel who spend long hours on faithful watch. And we give thanks for the Americans in our Armed Forces who are serving around the world to secure our country and advance the cause of freedom. These brave men and women make our entire Nation proud, and we thank them and their families for their sacrifice.
On this Thanksgiving Day, we thank God for His blessings and ask Him to continue to guide and watch over our Nation.
NOW, THEREFORE, I, GEORGE W. BUSH, President of the United States of America, by virtue of the authority vested in me by the Constitution and laws of the United States, do hereby proclaim Thursday, November 25, 2004, as a National Day of Thanksgiving. I encourage all Americans to gather together in their homes and places of worship to reinforce the ties of family and community and to express gratitude for the many blessings we enjoy.
IN WITNESS WHEREOF, I have hereunto set my hand this twenty-third day of November, in the year of our Lord two thousand four, and of the Independence of the United States of America the two hundred and twenty-ninth.
GEORGE W. BUSH
Yesterday, Nin came home and said, "Don't freak!" Yeah, right.
I'm relieved to report that the ophthalmologist said he thought her eye would heal without permanent damage.
We had a whole day planned. Really. But both Nin and I are feeling lazy, and she decided she really didn't want to trek out to Salinas to get the coat she wanted from Old Navy. And we decided that the Lighthouse sucks enough that we'll wait till Bridget Jones starts in Salinas. Unless we go to our fave Mexican place in Pacific Grove -- Zocalo -- and have many margaritas first -- then the theater doesn't suck quite so much! Anyway, back to today. I decided to make carnitas for dinner, so I will be busy in a bit. In the meantime, I need to eat something, and then maybe I'll start on the "Band of Brothers" DVDs that Roberta got me. Oh, yeah, I need to clean the bathroom too.
My back is wrecked today. It didn't happen over night -- all the moving has made it gradually worse over the weeks -- but wrestling the foam onto the air mattress last night seems to have been the proverbial straw, as it were. So, I stayed home, since everything hurts, be it standing, sitting, or lying down. I have a heat thingie on my back and am taking my pain pills to the max. Not doing much except drinking tea, and listening to my Glenn Miller CDs.
Hope everyone is having a fine afternoon/evening!
I'm BAACK!!! Did you miss me? Seeing all the comments Eclectra's been getting, maybe I should let her take over!
Thank you, Eclectra for guest blogging, and thank you, Paul, for keeping an eye on the blog while I was gone and vanquishing the comment spammers. And a big thank you to my bro for getting the DSL set up here in the new casa.
We had a busy and tiring trip, work tomorrow, tonight I'm going to veg in front of the TV. Saw there was some major news while I was away and feel totally out of touch. Will try and get 'plugged in' tomorrow. Till then, toodles!
I'm busy busy today, getting everything ready for my week away. As you might assume, that means little to no blogging today. So, everyone be nice to Eclectra, who has volunteered to guest host again, and I'll see you Nov. 1! (unless I find a computer in my travels where I can sneak on for a moment)
Yesterday was the big move for me and Nin. Now normally, that would be bad enough, but what did it do yesterday? It POURED RAIN!! A full blown torrential downpour. It was like January in October. October is the nicest month of the year: it isn't foggy, it's crisp and bright, it doesn't RAIN! But yesterday, it did. We were so wet, it looked like someone had dropped buckets of water over our heads. At one point it stormed so bad, we had to stand around the apartment and wait for it to calm down just a bit. So here I am in soaking wet jeans, putting up with it because if U change the next set of clothes will get just as wet. But finally, I couldn't take it anymore and changed. Not 1/2 an hour later, I fell backwards, losing my balance lifting a particularly heavy bit of furniture from the truck, straight into a puddle the size of a pond.
We started at 8am when we picked up the truck, and Nin and I fell onto our air mattresses about 1230am this morning. I can't even get enough pressure in my fingers today to squeeze the stapler -- I hurt! I'm never ever moving myself again!! I don't care what it costs, I'm hiring movers. I'm way too old for this. Tonight, after work, I'm going to try and get the cable working, TV setup, while Nin goes back to the house for several more loads. hopefully, by Saturday, everything will be done, since Sunday is when we load of the pets and head for Utah.
Did I mention how exhausted I am?
Okay, I'll stop whining now, I swear!
Taking a wee break from the neverending packing/hauling/packing that seems to be my life. Nin and I got a lot of stuff moved over the new place (it needs a name... Chateau La NinIth?) yesterday, and made a trip to Tarjay. Today, we've been in the house packing our hearts out.
On a totally different subject, the Farscape movie is on tonight!
New landlord lady called and said the old tenants are out, and if we'd like the keys, we can start moving stuff into the kitchen, bathroom, & closet tonight if we like. Monday, the carpets will be cleaned and the locks changed, Monday night, we get our keys, and we officially move in on Tuesday. Nin and I have taken that day off, and I'm renting a truck, and my brother went and took the day off as well to help out. Hopefully, it will be short work with what we can move over the weekend into uncarpeted portions of the apartment and the storage locker.
Mum just called from Utah, and the house is now officially ours! Thank you to everyone who sent their support our way. I really do appreciate it!
(the mortgage is less than the rent on my new apartment)
we got an apartment! We went at lunch yesterday to look, and within the hour had done the paperwork and written out the deposit check. We can move in the 19th! The landlady loves cats, doesn't require a pet deposit, and said I can have all my cats with me -- she doesn't care. It's a large, garden setting type complex, pool, playground, all the units have a deck, and really large rooms wih huge closets, and a storage area. No lease, month to month. We can even grill/BBQ on our deck. The rent will be a bit of a squeeze, but worth it IMHO. I could even walk to work in a pinch, or if I'm feeling really motivated :) Oh, and all the apt's have their own small furnace and hot water heater. We have a corner unit, downstairs.
I can not tell you how relieved I am! and pretty happy the first potential landlady was so obnoxious! I'm not even sure why I called this place since it wasn't on my inital list, but something drew me back to the ad. I think God was looking over my shoulder.
Now, as a housewarming gift to me, I went and ordered some housewares off of my Amazon Wishlist. They had a deal going on, plus free shipping, so that made it easy [g] If you've been dying to know, my kitchen theme colour is blue! I think between what I stole from mum, and the stuff I got a few months back and this order, I have all the basics. Maybe next month I can get a few more things off the list. Still need to buy an air mattress, since I'm dumping my water bed, and a futon sofa for the living room, so we have something to sit on, and it will double as a guest bed. Oh, and a tablecloth for the outdoor plastic table that will now be my dining room table. Tea towels ... Dishcloths... Wooden spoons, spatula/bowl scraper, vaccum. Okay, maybe I'm not as set as I thought! Big surprise there! But soon, precious, soon!
Still no news on the house in Utah since we changed lending companies from the evil conglomerate to a local one recccomended by our realtor -- so keep your fingers crossed.
On the apartment hunting side, I thought we had it nailed down yesterday, but when I called to arrange paperwork, deposit, etc... suddenly they want me to sign a years lease. I didn't want to do that. I said six months, she said she'd ask her husband, call back later. So, I call back, and she gets very aggressive and bossy about signing a year lease. That's an instant deal breaker for me. I react very badly when people try to browbeat me into doing something. Really, really bad.
Back to looking. I have an appointment to look at a place tomorrow at lunch. The landlady was really very nice, so I'm hopeful. More than I wanted to pay, but I'm resigned to rent bankrupting me.
Oh, we looked at a Victorian in Pacific Grove yesterday that had been turned into a triplex. I was sooooo tempted -- I dearly love old houses. But, they wanted an enormous security deposit, and the apartment was on the rundown side. The two didn't mix for me -- if you want nearly a $2000 deposit, the place had damn well better be pristine! Plus there was no furnace, so I would have had to use space heaters in all the rooms. Been there, done that, and at least in that place we had a wood stove!
Tonight is Townhall Meetup night, so I get an evening out!
Really, truly, I wish I was doing better at posting regularly, but RL just seems to be overwhelming me right now. I stayed home yesterday since I was having some chest pain/tightness from all the anxiety. Probably a good thing since we were told the lender now will not fund the mortgage. Our realtor is filing a complaint and taking matters into her own hands by working with a lender she knows in town. She's told us not to worry, there's still life. Either way, we'll know in the next week [shrug]
Right about now, I'm thinking it's time to go shopping. No, I'm not going to, but my wish list is calling, so is the mall. But I shall be strong and not give in to the temporary mental fix shopping gives! Well, maybe just one book... a CD? Okay, okay...
Jusy had a fairly active earthquake roll through here. Almost headed outside as it got stronger and didn't stop for a while.
I'm still shaking, but the ground stopped.
No magnitude yet.
Update: it's a 6.0, near Parkfield.
Update 2: now it's being listed as a 5.0
Now: So it seems there were two quakes about three minutes apart: one was 5.9, the other 5.0.
(Parkfield is slightly NE of Paso Robles (about 20 miles away) and it's a very active earthquake zone. There are lots of earthquake monitoring stations there)
(132 miles SE of San Jose)
Here's the listing.
Didn't post yesterday since I was having another house related stress meltdown. As of Thursday afternoon, it seemed the whole thing was going to collapse. As of yesterday afternoon, it seems it all may be on again. My tummy feels like it's on a constant rollercoaster. Monday will be do or die day, so I'll let you know what happens.
Back to packing.
Da Goddess could use a little help right about now.
Keep your fingers crossed, because if all goes well, the house in Utah should close late today, early tomorrow. That will be one stress relieved, knowing that my mum and all the kitties, dog, birds, will have a roof over their heads. I'm still stressed over finding a place for me to live since I haven't looked yet since my money (such as it is) was all tied up helping my mum get the house due to timing and such. So now, here's hoping that I have enough money, and that I can find something I can afford that isn't totally skanky.
Wish me luck!
I didn't see or read a speck of news from Friday night till this morning. Almost went into withdrawal, but not quite :)
And if you ever have the opportnity to try Gioia Luisa Lemoncello Creme liqueur, by all means do! Yummy!!
Though you probably didn't realize I was away, huh?
I started out at AV this morning and read that Jim's beagle, Gravy, was poisoned. The good news is that shes holding her own right now. Keep some good thoughts for his baby, and some really bad ones for the monster that did this.
I am so exhausted today -- my eyes hurt, my head hurts. I could easily nod off right here at my desk. Part of it is all the stress with the moving thing, because I'm not sleeping well at all, and when I do sleep, I have awful dreams. The other part is the construction across the street. A week of heavy machinary pounding, grinding, banging, and they've just started!
I need a vacation.
it's going to be bad Monday when your day already sucks dead bunnies through a straw by 845am.
I ended up not doing a 9/11 post yesterday because I couldn't seem to put my feelings into words, so it seemd better to let the silence speak instead. That make sense?
VDH has a good column on three years from 9/11 that you might like to read. His words, as usual, are worth noting.
I decided to tackle my VHS tapes, deciding what to keep here in Monterey and what to send to UT for storage. I thought I was going to explode from the heat -- there isn't even a breath of air right now. Called it a day for packing, just had a shower and thinking of getting a glass of wine. I've decided to watch Methos HL eps tonight. Mmmmm.... Methos!
Normally, here in foggy Monterey, we'd welcome a warm sunny day (it's actually above 80 today) but why does it have to the weekend we're cleaning the garage so we can condense stuff so the movers will cost less?
I'm musty, dusty, hot, tired... UGH!!!
Going through old boxes and repacking stuff, and I came across a report I did in 7th grade (this would have been 75/76) that was about how the people of Lafayette would survive as the only non-contaminated zone after a nuclear war.
And you wonder why I'm like I am today!
(I got a B)
Things aren't going to well here on the moving/buying a house front. Just when you think things are finely going well for once, the cosmic rug gets pulled out from under you. We're supposed to go to a "Party for the President" tonight, but I feel so queasy, I'm thinking of not going after all. But maybe getting out would do me good.
If I go, I'll tell you how it went.
As I mentioned yesterday, I've been participating in an email list discussion on John Kerry and the Swift Boat Vets. After finishing and posting a long email on the subject, that I'd closed with, "this time, it's personal", it occurred to me that maybe it was.
A coworker, and good friend of mine, lost his father in Vietnam when "V" was five. He's a year older than I am, and we've often discussed how those years shaped who we are today. Between the list emails, and my recent conversations with "V", I think I finally realized just why John Kerry's actions after he came back from Vietnam seem to get to me on a personal level: he's a "face" on my childhood.
I lived in Berkeley, about a block from the UC campus. My father was Resident Manager of a hotel there, and we lived in. The John Kerry, and the men with him, on the cover of his book personifies the people that made my neighborhood a place under siege, a war zone.
The tear gas, the troops in the park out my hall window, the bombs, the evacuations because of bomb threats, the curfews, the riots, the smashed windows, all of it. When I see that photo of him and his buddies, I am reminded of a hippie like him who chased our van down Telegraph Ave while waving a metal bar, trying to catch us so he could smash our windows.
No, I'm not saying John Kerry rioted in Berkeley, or called in the bomb threat to the hotel that forced our evacuation, or smashed in the windows of the coffee shop. But he was part of the culture that committed such actions, and he doesn't seem to have any regrets over the part he played . Yes, it's an emotional reaction on my part, and perhaps not very rational, but that photo is in my mind's eye now when I think about John Kerry. And in turn, it makes me take his actions more personally than I would normally take those of a candidate for President. (and then I read things like this, and it brings back even more emotions)
Not any great insight here, but it is interesting how certain things are triggers for childhood memories. It never occurred to me that John Kerry would trigger my not-so-happy memories of growing up in Berkeley. I've often said that my childhood in Berkeley made me the conservative I am today. I bet Kerry wouldn't be too happy with that result!
(Not sure this was worth the wait, but there you go.)
Monday once more. I need a weekend from my weekend since all I seem to do is pack and worry and fret :) Need to start looking for an apartment next week, then I have to have yet another crown done, and then I have jury duty. So much to do and seemingly so little time to do it in.
I'm home and back at work, but haven't felt at all like blogging yet. We did make an offer on a house, which was accepted, so it was a fruitful, if stressful, trip.
I want to thank my guest bloggers for doing such a great job while I was away! Thank, guys! And I'll see you both at the Party for the President.
Okay, here goes. Testing? Testing 1-2…
Hello Devotees of Ith, thanks for entertaining this stand-in effort.
A penetrating and brilliant precept has been revealed to me as a result of a certain incident last night, and with your permission, I want to try it by you. But first, you know those questionnaires you take to determine whether you’re liberal or conservative? Such as Dennis Prager has on his site? Well, I now have my own. I call it, “The Skunk Conundrum.”
Here’s the one, simple, cogent question: say you had a Have-a-Heart trap and baited it with kibble to catch a ground squirrel and the squirrel ignored it all day. You go to bed and at midnight are wakened by your teen who announces you have accidentally caught a skunk: what do you do?
(I mean, knowing that the skunk is going to spray, regardless. And the cage is wire on all sides and you can’t approach it without being seen.)
I’ll wait here while you think a couple o’ seconds…
Okay. Now. Did you begin cranking out some self-serve Rube Goldberg solution like “I’ll have my child hide behind a sheet of plywood and squirt the skunk with a hose so its aim will be off while I creep up with a large trash bag (the seams of which I’ve cut to form a plastic sheet) and throw the sheet over the cage while the skunk is distracted by the water in its face and fumble through the plastic to loose the mechanism so the skunk can get out, and then I’ll run like hell.”
…did you think, “I’ll call Animal Control.”
If the former: you’re a conservative. If the latter, a liberal.
AM I RIGHT? Don’t ask me how this works. I just know it does.
Oh, as for me? I’m a conservative.
Sorry for the lack of bloggage. I'm just incredibly stressed over this moving thing. The owner told us after she looked the house over last weekend that she wanted us to stay in the house until she sold it. well, after the termite inspector came yesterday, she told us she wants us out by mid October!! So now, we have to really slam to try and get a house bought in Utah for my parents when we go up there this weekend. We were just going up to scout, now we need to try and find a house.
My first urge is to panic, but I'm trying to be caaaaalm. Part of the problem is the whole house buying mystery. See, my parents have never owned a home, so this is all new to all of us. Two, I'm afraid we won't have enought time. It's like a giant house of cards that i'm sure is going to collapse on top of us.
So if you would, keep some good thoughts for us this weekend and beginning of next week.
See here for Ith's entry on the item that appeared in the "Professor Toro" column in the local newspaper this past Saturday.
And here's my just-sent letter to the editor in response:
Awaiting the firestorm in the "Letters" column that is sure to follow....
Members of the Peace Coalition of Monterey County may discuss the TV channel selections at the Monterey Sports Center with the City Council. They cite concern that the Fox News Channel puts a conservative spin on the news, and thus is "inappropriate" for a city-owned facility.
Who is "the city" if not the taxpaying members of the public? Under that definition, the Sports Center belongs to all of us.
A strong counter-argument could be made about other-than-conservative spin on the news on other news channels, which are also seen at the Sports Center, but we won’t go there.
What is the Peace Coalition afraid of? Do they think the folks who use the gym do not have the mental discernment (i.e. they are too stupid) to recognize when they are being spun?
No one is forced to watch any channel, and the TV sound is only accessible via headphones. One must choose what, if anything, to watch or listen to.
Let the perspiring public, the center’s owners, vote with their headphones what they wish to listen to, or not. And perhaps the members of the Peace Coalition should find something else to do with their copious spare time.
I had an Amazon GC to use, so I just got myself dinnerware and a set of pots & pans with utensils for the move. Now there's just several dozen other things to buy. I think the kettle will be next, and maybe the Pyrex set, or should I get the knives first?
Cobbie is my favourite Danish teenager :) She's a frequent commenter here, and she keeps a great blog of her own. Her latest post really got to me, and I'd like you to go read it if you would. It's a powerful post, and I admire her greatly for having written and posted it.
So, today, I went to get a checking account. After 9-11, you have to show two forms of ID to open an account.
Before 9-11, I was able to use my birth certificate. Now, I can't.
But, I can use my AAA card!
Which is very bizarre. (You can use a credit card as well, btw).
I jokingly tried to use my Disneyland Annual Pass... no go. I don't know why, since I'd have to show photo ID, etc in order to get an annual pass, while my AAA card just has my name and signature.
Why yes, it is 345am. There were two earthquakes, first one woke me up, second one got me out of bed to go calm the dog down who was woofing at that point. It felt stronger than a 3.5, and I felt two, but only seeing a report of one. Usually the small ones don't wake me up or make the dog woof.
I'm going to try and go back to sleep now.
What a difference a day makes. A few days ago, I was so pleased with myself for having a concrete short term and long term plan. I was feeling confident, even [gasp] happy. I should have known that practically guaranteed everything falling apart. Yep. The house we've rented for nearly ten years is being sold. Goodbye plans, hello mad scramble to house me, my parents, my brother and sister and our pets. Parents are going to have to move to UT ASAP instead of the year and half from now they'd planned, I have to try and come up with all the money I'm going to need to rent an apartment in this area, plus all the stuff I need to buy that I currently share (hey, maybe Andrew Sullivan can give me some of his pledge drive money! :) ). Just thinking about it is making me super queasy.
I was doing okay last night, but this morning I feel really overwhelmed and black hole being sucked into.
Once I get out of here, I'm off to Whole Foods aka Whole Paycheck, to get a lovely assortment of cheeses, a couple of fresh baguettes, and some red wine. That's my requested birthday dinner. Then Stargate: Atlantis, and one hopes, pressies! Tomorrow, mum is taking me to my favourite Greek place for dinner, and Sunday we're going with Margaret to see Spiderman II. The only lowpoint is I feel like I'm coming down with a cold.
(see? another happy post!)
Since it's my birthday, I was thinking of trying to stick to only happy, non "freak me out" type posts today. Think I can manage it?
You guys are the best, you really are. I got my first birthday present today, and it was from a reader! Thank you, 'The Thomas'! How incredibly sweet of you!
I was so surprised when I read the card.
Pride & Prejudice DVDs! Something I've really been wanting for a while now. Perfect! Especially as I'm reading the book for the first time. Great timing.
Today is a holiday for me, so we actually went out of the house! I had coffee with emode guy #2, yes I did! See, I can be brave and stuff. He's a retired Navy submariner, grown kids, LotRs fan. It's a good start, no? Then nin and I headed over to Salinas to see Spiderman, but the first three shows were sold out and we didn't want to see it that bad, so we wandered the mall for a bit then came home.
Last night we did the BBQ thing. I created my very own chipotle sauce and it was very good -- if I do say so myself! The burgers were great, I grilled the mushrooms and the sliced them up, made bacon, melted blue cheese on the burgers, and then drizzled w/the chipotle sauce. The nearest I got to fireworks were the ones on TV, and then I watched Dead Zone and ate the margarita cheesecake my mum made.
Now I'm sitting here at the 'puter (obviously) having an email discussion with a certain person who is CRAZY! [amem] (I just had to say that) and trying to decide what to do with the rest of the day. I'm actually hungry, so maybe eating would be good! I'm pondering watching PotC again (hush!) or maybe RotK, or I could work on finishing off my season 3 SG1 DVDs.
Or I could just sit here and natter at you all.
I saw this rumoured two days ago, and sadly, it has been confirmed.
James Doohan is battling his latest opponent with typical Scotty tenacity.
The 84-year-old Star Trek veteran, who held together the Enterprise against repeated Klingon attack through his tenure on the original TV series and in several big-screen movies, has been diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, his son, Chris Doohan, confirmed Friday.
"If you ask him about D-Day, he'll go on about an hour about D-Day," Chris Doohan said.
A native of Canada, James Doohan fought, and was wounded, in that historic World War II battle as a captain in the Royal Canadian Artillery.
To the world, Doohan is best known as Montgomery "Scotty" Scott, the fiery chief engineer of the U.S.S. Enterprise.
In August, he'll bid farewell to the still thriving Trek convention circuit, with "Beam Me Up Scotty...One Last Time," a three-day fest that's billed as his last-ever con appearance.
"He wants to say thank you to [the fans]," Chris Doohan said.
I met him once about twelve years ago. He was quite charming and very gentlemanly.
Go read this (warning, the linked post is about cruelty to animals and it will upset you), and then go read what Russ has to say. It's a very powerful post and it will move you -- perhaps even to tears.
I'm heading to Jen's tonight, so it will be pretty quiet around these parts. I have asked Carolyn if she'd like to blog over the weekend, so she may pop in here at some point. She's debating starting a blog of her own, so she needs the fix :)
So, emode guy #1 and I have been carrying on an email conversation and he seems very nice. Though I think he'd be perfect for my friend Roberta actually. Okay, okay! I'm just saying!
Emode guy #2 sent me an email that said he wants to get together for coffee next week. Now that one I'm not too sure about. I need time to stew over things :) He lives locally, while #1 lives in the Bay Area.
So after swearing off Emode, I fell back into it this morning. I had two potential mutual matches and I went and hit the yes button. Why? I so suck at interpersonal relationships with the opposite sex, it's stressful, I'm shy, old fashioned, and not exactly a guy magnet. More like a guy repellent actually. So one has already emailed me back. I keep telling myself, "no pressure", but most of me isn't going for it.
I should just accept my spinsterhood and fade gracefully into the wallpaper, I really should.
Since I've had requests for the story.
Mum and father belong to the "Large Ungulate" club and they're always trying to get me and Nin to join. So last night was one of the annual treks to the lodge to try and tempt us with pool tables, swimming pool, and bar. Mum was helping with the kids/teens dance this woman was putting on as part of their youth club, so she asked me and Nin to sit with her in the main room instead of the bar to keep her company. So we did. Mum went back to the kitchen for a bit, and we're sitting there minding our own business when "this woman" comes up to us and very belligerently (IMHO) wants to know if we paid our five dollars to be there. Nin tries to explain, but she just was obnoxious and wouldn't let us get a word in. She walks away, mum comes back and I tell her what happened and she's steamed. So Nin and I go back to the bar, again, minding our own business, and "the woman" is now at the bar getting yet another drink and I hear bits of what she's saying and she's gesturing back at where we're sitting. So now I'm getting really angry at this point, so I go find mum to tell her we'd better just leave because this is getting stupid. Now mum is really getting her Scots up and she takes off somewhere. Apparenty at that point, she's telling my father what's going on, and a few other people, and comes to find "this woman" has already gotten on the last nerve of several members. Mum convinces us to stay and we play a few games of pool while waiting for my father to finish up, then we head into the foyer to wait for him and I hear his voice, raised, telling someone that trying to convince people to join is not easy when they're treated like we were. We all leave and find out it was 'the woman" he was telling off. So we get home, and Nn is in a state. One more drink and I think she would have been in the woman's face. Everyone calms down and we start watching SG1 DVDs.
Cut to this morning, and the big apology. On our answering machine is a long rambley message from "the woman" apologizing for the way she acted, wanting to send me and Nin an apology letter, and telling my parents she thought we were teenagers! Okay, so I'm three weeks away from 40, so it's nice to hear. Amazing what dim light and the perceptions of someone who has had too many Long Island Iced Teas can do for your age!
So that was our amazing night at the lodge. Full of potential violence and Ninja fighting!
Today, in the depths of grief I recall my President, Mr Reagan. We have buried him, we have put him to rest but his humble spirit and his warmth remain alive in us, encouraging us to believe as he did...that our lives are valued by God and that we must gleefully scurry around fulfilling the dreams that are stored in our hearts.
The tears fall because he spoke so strongly in defence of the worth of our hopes for the future. When he said that America was a beacon to us who must have freedom, he was so right. To those of us who found ourselves born into lands ruled by the arrogant and the cruel, Mr. Reagan's voice was a life raft, a confirmation that life for life's own sake was worth struggling for. He told us all that our hidden dreams for our own lives and our children were valid and the right to pursue those dreams was worth any amount of sweat, blood and tears to defend.
I salute Mr. Reagan and his life of courage and tenacity.
Play this song and think of me, a once poor and lost migrant, harkening to the call of freedom and hope. I still look towards the city on the hill though now I see it through bleary eyes because of the great debt I owe to Mr. Reagan who pointed me to it.
I've been freakishly busy, therefore, no blogging. The weekend went well, but was exhausting. Roberta had a good time, much was seen and done. More later. Nin has a pic up on her blog from the festivities.
I'll try and catch up tomorrow, promise!
Oh, and before I run away: Thanks, John!
Mrs. Smash reports that D.G. came through her surgery just fine. Good news to start the weekend with!
About 3am, this morning I was scared awake by a scream. Heart racing, still bleary from being abruptly thrown from a sound sleep, my brain tried to sort out the sound -- not just a scream, but something that sounded like a woman screaming. As I'm getting out of bed, I hear the same scream three times in rapid succession. Now I'm getting freaked. What the hell is it? It does sound somewhat like a woman screaming, but I realize whatever it is, it isn't human. Crap! It's a mountain lion! That bit of trivia surfaces in my brain from somewhere, that mountain lions hunting can sound like a woman screaming. As I walk past my window, I can hear the same "scream" except now its very faint and far away, like a siren is as the ambulance speeds past you. That cat was moving fast!
I open my door, and start heading down the hall, and there's Daisy in full hunt mode. That just confirms that it was a mountain lion to me. Daisy is a mutt my mum rescued, the vet thinks she's part Springer Spaniel, Black Lab, and Bull Dog. Nin, who had a Springer Spaniel has often commented on how many Springer Spaniel behaviors Daisy exhibits when she's in "hunt mode". She loves to flush game from the bushes, though in her case it's flushing the cats down the hall, and she points, and she does this snuffling thing. I've only ever seen her do it when we've had alerts that there are mountain lions in the area, and I take her word for it when she does the snuffle. That's what she was doing this morning, not barking, but at alert and snuffling. The cats in the living room, I could see in the shadows, were sitting up staring at the window.
So all this activity wakes mum up, but since she's on the other side of the house, she didn't hear anything. But she confirms the "screaming" as a mountain lion. Several reports of the one seen in Pacific Grove -- where the cat is leaving its kills of deer in people's yards -- have mentioned the sound.
Now mountain lions in the area aren't unusual. We live in a fairly wooded area, that along with Pebble Beach and Pacific Grove, make perfect mountain lion haunts with lots and lots of deer to eat. To the south, you hit the borders of the Los Padres National Forest, over the other way is Carmel Valley which is very sparsely populated hills and oak trees, with more cattle than people. so every year the there are one or two mountain lion sightings, A few years back, mum insisted she saw one sunning itself at the top of our path one afternoon. since Daisy had been doing a lot of snuffling over that time period, and there had been one sighted in the area, she probably did. But this particular cat seems to be a lot more active than the norm. A lot more sightings and "hearings" being reported, and kills in yards. But let me tell you, reading about a mountain lion and hearing that scream are two very different things! Needless to say, it was a while before I fell asleep again!
(and in one fell swoop, I have a Carnival post for both cats and dogs!)
Do you ever have one of those days where work starts out and you're ticked off within the first five minutes? When certain of your coworkers seem to just be trying to get a reaction from you and get you to explode?
Sometimes, I just get really tired of the all the litlte mind games. I'll do my job, you do yours, and just leave me alone in between.
And it's only Monday....
As my regular readers know, my 17 year old kittie, Kang, has been ill for a while now. About ten days ago, he lost the use of his back legs, so we would use bed pads in his bed, keep him washed and changed, hand feed him and such. But he still purred, still greeted me when I came home from work. Yesterday, he took a turn for the worse, I could feel his body temperature was lower, and he didn't react when I sat with him. Having been down this road over the last few years with Muffin, Tasha, & L.B. I knew he was slipping away and probably wouldn't last the night. I sat with him for quite awhile before I went to bed, crying, stroking him, taking to him, telling him I loved him. The other cats, and Daisy our dog, came over trying to comfort me. Finally, Kang made the first noise he had and tried to purr at me a few times. He was always the cat that had comforted me when I was sad -- he always seemed to know. I think he was trying last night to comfort me one last time.
I wrapped his little body up this morning for the trip to the vet. He'll be cremated and they'll return his ashes to us in a cedar box. One day, when I have my own home, I'll bury him with my other lost friends. As I wrapped him up, I remembered when he was still a young cat, not a year old yet. Kang always loved anything green -- flowers, plants, you name it, it wasn't safe. One morning, I looked up and here he was with a long-stemmed rose he'd snatched from its vase, and he had it between his teeth, running along with it, so proud of himself. The rose had to have been longer than he was. It was hilarious. So I think that his grave site should have a rose bush -- he'd like that.
I'm going to miss my little feral kitten.
It's EOM closing time, so I have a busy, busy day on tap. On the bright side, we're having a mini BFL get together tonight with Peter of Lex Communis, who is in town on business.
Talk at y'all later!
I have another marathon dentist appointment today, so blogging will probably be light to nonexistant.
Feel free to talk amongst yourselves.
Totally buried here, but wanted to say, "Hi!" and to thank Deb for being a delightful guest hostess here while I was gone. There was much fun, eating and drinking, and we did make the Bear Flag lunch yesterday with lots of people who will be nameless till after work when I can do a proper post!
Talk at you all later.
The lovely Deb will be your guest host whilst I'm away. Probably won't see much from me after this post hits, 'cus I have a ton to do and little time do do it in.
See y'all on the flip side!
They're earthquake retrofitting the warehouse I work in, which is a good thing, but the noise is not. For the next two weeks they're drilling holes all along the cinderblocks to allow them to do whatever it is they do to keep the building from falling on top of us. The noise and vibration is awful! Thank goodness I'm gone part of this week!
Speaking of, if you'd like to be a guest blogger for 5 days, lemme know! I think I have one hardy soul lined up (Mark?Yes?)
I decided to buy a new keyboard that my brother showed me. What I liked was that it was black, so it matched everything else, and the keyboard was lit underneath in purple. It was perfect for using the computer in a dark room. I got it yesterday, but it's too small. So I just put my old old Logitech keyboard back in. Well, at least now I can hit the keys!
Still sick, stayed home again. This has been a bad winter for me health wise. Ever since I had the influenza with the high fever before Xmas, I've had one respiratory illness after another. I didn't get pneumonia, which is usually part of this cycle, but I've had everything else. Tired of being sick, really.
In better news, a computer monitor was bought by someone clicking through my Amazon links on the sidebar, so the domain is paid for next month! If you ever buy from Amazon, it is very appreciated when you click through A&C. Every little bit helps!
Marathon dental appointment, three valium pills, gas, pain, blrghhh!
This is what passes for blogging in my current
space, err.. state, Yeah, state.
There's still some bugs to be worked out, but that's for later today. Trying to get used to XP and the slighty different stuff in slighty different places. I did get to watch a DVD on my computer for the first time, so that was nifty!
Oh, and at some point yesterday I hit the 60,000 mark!
Now, I sleep.
Ian and his family made it safe to Gaum, just in time for tropical storm Sudal, and a troll that's taken up residence on his blog.
Glad you and your family are settling in and hope the storm passes you by.
The day, that is.
I dunno what it is today, but I just can't wait for it to be time to go to sleep.
After nearly two weeks of being sick, I actually was hungry and wanted Japanese food. You know you go to a place too often when the server tells you your order before you open your mouth!
Watching American Idol now and looking forward to 24.
No comment from me till I know I'm allowed to unlock my lips -- errr, typing fingers in this case.
Update!! Clearance received! [starts humming lullabys] Hugs all around and sparkling apple cider for all.
(see Jay, I'm obsessively secret keepish!)
Glad I posted a lot over the weekend, because not only am I still sick, but I had a major asthma attack about 330am this morning. My lungs are bad enough right now that I've broken out the prednisone. So no sleep, stomach bug, and breathing is an effort to go along with a very busy day at work.
Y'all are probably on your own today.
We did end up watching "Lost In Translation" on PPV on Friday night. Nice movie, I enjoyed it, but it didn't strike me as a Vest Picture worthy nominee. We watched "Under The Tuscan Sun" last weekend and I enjoyed that one a great deal. I've always wanted to go to Tuscany, so I love moives that put me in virtual travel mode. This one really did that for me!
And we did watch the Keith Urban concert last night and it was very cool. Great music and easy on the eyes. Then we watched more CMT videos and then Iron Chef. I'm really curious about the Iron Chef America show they keep advertising.
Speaking of TV, what did you all think about the season finale of SG1?
Blast! My tea tastes odd and icky. I put the filter in the cupboard and it got put on top of a bag of coffee. My tea has coffee notes! BLEAH!!
Am I the only person with no life this Saturday night? Pretty much my entire day has been computer bound. I should go read a book or something, but the glowing light of the monitor keeps drawing me in like a moth....
What happened in Boston didn't really surprise me to a certain extent. I think some of that is my expectation of people behaving in the worst possible way towards those that hold a different view. After all, I did grow up in downtown Berkeley during the 70s. Even after Vietnam, Berkeley could be expected to live up to expectations.
I was taking the bus home from school - Rockridge BART station to Durant Ave. -- and I was in 7th grade. Our social studies assignment was to write a report on the upcoming election of Gerald Ford v. Jimmy Carter. As part of my assignment, I'd gone to Ford election headquarters in Lafayette (where I went to school) and volunteered. So, on this bus trip, I wearing a Ford for President button. A man came over to me on the bus and started haranguing me about my button. He called me stupid, idiot, with a few curse words thrown in and extolled the virtues of jimmy Carter, the evil of Republicans, the usual spiel. He kept it up till the bus reached his stop. No one on that bus said or did a thing, not the driver, not the passengers. How much of it was racial and how much political, I don't know. Probably the majority of the bus, including the driver were black, like the guy shouting at me. That aspect didn't occur to me till many years later. Who knows how much that played a part in a whole busload of people doing nothing to stop and adult man from freaking at a girl who looked maybe 10.
That incident was one of the defining moments of my life, and pretty much guaranteed my increasingly dim view of the Democratic party. And people wonder why I'm a conservative!
If I don't start feeling better and soon, I'm demanding my money back!
Going back to work today. Wish me luck that I make it to 5pm!
(dreading the pile that will be on my desk)
Whatever I came down with, it was a doozy. I'd planned on going to work today, but when the alarm went off, I realized I wasn't going anywhere. Keep your fingers crossed that tomorrow I feel better.
Still sick, though I'm getting better. I'm in that all worn out stage. Working on getting through a big pot of tea and thinking about trying to eat something.
The season ender for SG1 was pretty good, though it had as much to do with me being ecstatic over getting another ep that had Jack all the way through. I think SG1 comes back a month beofre Atlantis begins, so I think there must be more setup leading to the new series. I just hope Jack isn't an icecube for too long.
I finally stayed home today. I'm feeling a little lightheaded, so I don't think there will be much blogging.
Nasty SoCal germs!
Today, I changed the Go-Jo Soap (Go-Jo is a nasty thick goop that you use to get grease off your hands) cartridge at work. Why is this significant? Because that same cartridge has been there since I started working here 13 years ago. If I'm still here when the this one runs out, someone come rescue me!!
I hate being sick. Even more, I hate being sick and at work. I feel like I have a gaping wound in my throat. [whine]
I'm actually going to get out and meet new people this weekend. Go me! We'd planned one of our fly by trips to Anaheim this weekend for my brother's birthday, and it just happened to coincide with a SoCal Bear Flaggers brunch. Thanks to the ever kind Xrlq, I even have a ride to the venue so I don't have to figure out to actually get to Marina Del Rey.
I'm really looking forward to meeting so many fine folks. I'll have a full report when I return Monday.
Everyone have a great weekend!
My computer's been down since yesterday afternoon. It's sort of working again, but my brother needs it back to finish off some stuff, so I have no idea if I'll be back online today.
I was a cleaning fool yesterday, and it ended up involving furniture moving to accomodate moving one thing. Well, to get it to fit required moving all the most heavy things in my room. I hurt today, let me tell you! I'm very glad it's almost all done!
See you all whenever :)
Have I mentioned lately how much I adore the RotK soundtrack? I'm listening again, and there are sections that make me want to cry.
Other than that, I'm preparing for the big clean and furniture shift. I know I'll love it once it's done, but it's all the work to get to that point. First, I'm fortifying myself with a lovely Assam tea I just got from Upton, and my mum is making cream scones.
Later, my bro is going to install the DVD burner and video card he got me for Xmas. In April, when I have some extra cash, I'm going to upgrade the OS and then he'll install the HD he got me as well. It will be nirvana to have a stable computer again. Mine hasn't been too happy the last six months.
And our water is brown right now from all the rain we've had. Just had to share :)
Please go congratulate April aka Ninjababe on her new job: compounding pharmacy technician. This is a huge step up for her, and I can't tell you how proud I am. She's come a long way from the waif (she was!) that we picked up at the Greyhound Bus station 8 years ago. She's my best friend, my chosen sister and daughter all mixed into one wonderful package. I love you, sweetie!
And the best part? She'll be making more money than me, so she can now support me in the style to which I wish to become accustomed! [weg]
(need to get her some swoopy Snape-like black robes)
Since -- due to work constraints -- I can't go to the Lord of the Rings Oscar party in L.A. this weekend [sniff] (I'm sure I would have got to meet Peter Jackson this time) Nin and I are going to have an impromptu party of our own. A few years back, we used to rent movies and make food, but we haven't done that for awhile. So Sunday, we reinstitute the menu. Homemade bean dip, "Red Hot and Blue" nacho chips, and that cheesy sparkling blackberry wine. Yes, I do occasionally drink bad wine. It actually goes very well with the dip and spicy chips. We will probably pull out the tequila later though!
Obviously, we're hoping that Return of the King has a sweep. I better not have a repeat of 1977 when that stupid Annie Hall movie beat Star Wars. The only acting category I'm looking forward to is Best Actor, and I'm hoping Johnny Depp will get it for Pirates of the Caribbean. Not that it's likely, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I'm still amazed at the nomination! Fun movies like PotC never get the big nods. They're saying the vote may split between Sean Penn [bleah] and Bill Murray and Depp will slide through the middle. (Hope he wears something other than that tatty brown suit of his.)
The Esmay's are going through a rough patch right now and could use our prayers and support.
Vet bills can be a killer, I know. I just had to come up with a bundle for both Kang and Pippin at the same time. Pippin alone was over $600. It never rains but it pours [sigh]
A trip to Target for a shoe holder thing and some swiffer dusters. Then, Survivor and CSI.
What an exciting life I lead!
For those that were wondering about yesterday's storm: yes, we lost power, but thankfully, for only about 8 hours. I did miss GH because of it, but at least I went home to light and heat.
We're having one of our typical winter storms with heavy rain and wind and according to the weather bulletin, PG&E says 3000 homes are already without power in the Monterey/Carmel area where I live. So I bet our power's out. Which means I won't get to see General Hospital today. Here's hoping that it's only out a few hours as opposed to the usual one to two days. I hate being cold!
I am not voting out of an irrational fear. I'm voting the way I am because my fear is founded in reality. I'm voting with my head and my heart; my head knows the reality of terrorism and my heart wants my children to not live in a place where that reality becomes commonplace.
Read it all.
Been busy, busy and haven't gotten back into the blogging swing since getting back, so blame the mouse :) I cut my nails down last night and now my fingers keep missing the keys. That will take a few days to get used to them again. No, it's neither here not there.
But just one thing on the important list: appreciate your loved ones. Three dear friends these last two weeks have lost parents and grandparents, so it's something I'm thinking about right now.
Thank you, Paul, for watching the blog while I was away!
Yes, I'm back! Are you thrilled? Should be!
We went, we saw, we got rained on. Roberta treated us to dinner in the Vineyard Room, and once again, our waiter was the scrumptiously cute Daniel! Junior got many new outfits, which I'm sure Nin will be posting all about very soon. We got Shanghaied on Sat. night at midnight, when the park was offic8ally closed, by four guys that worked on the Jungle Cruise. They were looking for, errr, victims for a coworkers very last trip before his transfer. so we let ourselves be pulled in to a boat that was mostly castmembers -- one even had a camcorder for the event. It was the best lead up to the "backside of water" ever!
Didn't see much news, but do want to talk about Kerry and his letter. But that will have to wait till tomorrow. Speaking of Kerry, Mickey has some things to say on the subject. This was a post I was going to link to on Wednesday, but didn't get a chance to.
I'm heading down south Dland way tonight to meet up with Roberta, so the ever suave Paul (who had a blogiversary recently) will be holding down the fort while I'm away. If you get really bored, maybe you can get him to post something here while I'm gone!
My oldest kitty Kang, is 17. He was a feral kitten I rescued in the rain one October night. He was always the little lion, fighting off any cat that tried to take his alpha male title. Now, he's a shadow of his old self. He seemed to go down hill after Tasha died last year, and I think he may have had a stroke. I didn't want him to be in pain and be suffering, so we took him to the vet last week. But there's nothing really wrong with him, he's just very old.
He's scrawny, and he has trouble walking, and at times, he walks around and around, gets himself stuck in corners and just pushes at the wall. But he seems oblivious to it all. He also has only moderate control of his bladder, so I'm always cleaning up after him. I had to give him yet another bath just now because he just gets covered when he tries to use the litter box. For all his problems though, he just won't give up. He's still, at heart, the in-your-face little feral ally cat he was in his youth.
I don't know how much time he has left, but what of it he does, I'll keep bathing him, and cleaning up after him, and cuddling him till he decides it's time to move on.
I'm getting my hair cut today as my bangs are at the shaggy dog stage. I'm not sure how I want it, but I do know one thing: Paul will hate it because it's too short. (he will)
I was explosive when I started this, but had a cup of tea and have calmed down considerably. Not that I'm not still extremely ticked off, but at least I've stopped cursing! The reason for my foul mood: my idiot father is home today. He's supposed to be working, but he decided to take today off. So I have three days I have to put up with him, rather than the two I'd resigned myself to. Because he's an eavesdropper and a sneak, I hadn't been out of my room 30 seconds before he'd popped out of his room like a $##%% jack-in-the-box to follow me around and generally annoy me with his inane blathering. It's bad enough he's off on Sundays, but this new habit of him taking Saturday off is making me insane. And I knew this was going to happen! He used to be off Thursday & Friday, and that was part of the agreement of us all sharing a house, that we would stagger our days off, so we' all have some privacy. Then he decides to take Sun/Mon off. I objected at the time, but my mum convinced me he would never be home because of his radio club, Red Cross, & Moose Lodge activities. What a crock! He promptly stopped all those things, and spends the entire time at home. So I get to spend another entire weekend with my stress level at red, and trying not to lose my temper. I'm already tense, worried about a doctor's appointment on Tuesday, where I'm worried the news isn't going to be good, and this just has me in a hell of a state.
They say writing about things helps, so here's hoping.
Stories like this throw me right back to my own school years. From 7th grade on, school was hell for me, and one of the reasons I ended up dropping out. Better dropping out than the fate of the boy in this article:
It's been a day. Really busy for me work wise, and stuff happening company wide with layoffs and people being reduced to part-time from full-time. So far, I'm not one of the people chosen for the honour. I need to get going and take that paralegal course. Of course first, I need to pay the vet bill (poor sick kitties), get the next two crowns done, and see how much the truck will be to repair. Then I can take the course!
I guess I could talk about the weather.... Rain, lots of it! But of course, it's the first day of AT&T! But they're saying the weekend will be sunny.
Tonight, Simon! Otherwise known as American Idol is on :)
A perfect Sunday, I think. Nin and I went to see Return of the King this morning/afternoon. As per usual, I cried my lil eyes out. Came home, made a nice pot of tea, and currently the house smells like bananas and baked goods -- we're having banana pancakes for dinner.
Plans for tonight include Survivor, and maybe another DVD. Last night, we watched PotC and Much Ado About Nothing, so we're in a movie groove. I'm also feeling the urge to write -- fic that is. I need to write the third part of my trilogy, and I've made some half-hearted starts, but it never flows. I think I need to add Jack Sparrow to the mix, and it will all work into the Orion Syndicate subplot that has been running through several of the stories that we've written. No, I realize none of this makes sense, but I'm in a babbling mood.
I wish it were still Saturday.
Remember how cruddy I was feeling yesterday? Well, today's worse. Decided to stay home with my pounding head and non stop sneezing and sniffing.
So, back to bed for me. And tea. Lots of tea.
Oh, and that email list -- A Little Right Reading -- is up and running. Rothy has a more descriptive post on her blog. Hey, you could be the first member!
I go away now.
No real posting tonight -- it's just been a bummer of a day. More problems with the same coworker which had me in anxiety attack mode, and a friend of mine is having some health problems and dealing with an ill parent, so I'm concerned and hating being so far away. I wish I was closer so I could do something.
My head hurts, and I just want to sleep till spring.
But, I'm going to take my mum out to dinner since I have a little extra money this check, what with the raise I just got and all. Margaritas are a must tonight.
It's going to be one of those weeks, I can tell. Woke up with a bad sore throat and wanting nothing more than to pull the covers over my head. [sigh] Not to be though. It's a payweek, which means payroll has to be done today. So to work I shall go, even though I'll hate pretty much every moment of it.
Yes, I cleaned. But there is still more to do tomorrow. I also made dinner -- one of my faves, roasted garlic and baked brie. MMMM!! And let me add a Harry Potter fic rec: Falling Further. Very angsty Snape fic that made me weepy in spots. If you read it, let me know what you think.
Now on to Iron Chef in Las Vegas! The first non FNC TV of the day.
I'm just not feeling very bloggy lately, as you can tell, I'm sure. Think of it as the lull before the storm.
Today, I need to clean house in a major way, and that's so not exciting.
Oh, a little side note: watching FNC and they're talking about Gwyneth Paltrow who is going to raise her baby in England, for the usual goofy lefty celeb reasons. [rolls eyes] Whatever.
Anyway, cleaning, yes.
We drove back from Fremont this morning after just generally hanging out over the weekend. Jen had a bad cold, so we didn't leave the house. We played pool on the new table -- which was awesome as the felt is tournament grade with waxed threads so the balls just whiz around -- and we watched the first Harry Potter movie along with all the bonus stuff. And we also opened Xmas gifts. I got two pirate type books, a CD of ancient music, some "little green men" from Toy Story, and a DVD. Sunday, we had Grand Marnier French Toast, Jen made apple fritters in the new deep fat fryer I got her for Xmas, and I cooked up a mess o' bacon. Then we watched the second Harry Potter movie and all the extras. Jen had company for dinner and we did rotating games of pool, LotR Monopoly, and I read HP/Buffy fic on Jen's computer. I went to bed, while everyone else stayed up late to watch a Looney Tunes collection DVD.
I think that about covers it!
Sorry for the lack of posting, but I've been on a reading jag the last few days and have hardly come up for air :) Getting ready to head up to Jen's to help her and her spousal unit break in their brand new pool table.
See y'all Monday!
I'm home today, and just as I was waking up, I heard someone in the main bathroom (the head of my bed is agaisnt the bathroom wall). So I figured my father stayed home. I got up, and went into my bathroom, and heard the toilet flush. But when I went out into the main house, and I found no one is home.
So either my house is haunted, or I was having some sort of audible hallucination!
Just slightly freaked here.
Update: Mum just called and said he was home for a moment before he went to the doctor. Whew!
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas Kiss the single life good-bye Hey baby, let's go to Vegas Bet on love and let it ride
Lyin' on the bank of the river
Stars are dancin', Lord it's hot
Holdin' you is what I live for
I just had a crazy thought
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
We'll find a little wedding chapel
A pair of rings and a preacher too
Underneath the neon steeple
We'll take a gamble and say "I do"
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
Viva Las Vegas, sparklin' lights
Dangerous livin', tumblin' dice
You're my ace in the hole now honey
And I'm your lady luck
Pack a few things and a little money
And put 'em in the truck
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas
Kiss the single life good-bye
Hey baby, let's go to Vegas
Bet on love and let it ride
Much happiness on your new life together! I'm glad I got to be there for part of the grand courtship [hugs]
Feeling very lazy this afternoon. Cider is on my lap, bunting me while I type and purring up a storm. He's a very warm kitty, so it's like having a rumbling hot water bottle!
Last night, we decided to cook up a storm, and we had shrimp in cheese grits, salad with a raspberry vineger splash, nice fresh bread, and some very good wine. For dessert I made crepes with warm fruit, ice cream, whipped cream, and some more very good wine. In between, we watched the Iron Chef marathon on the food network.
Late this morning, me, mum, and Nin did brunch. I made hash brown casserole -- trying to recreate the one at Cracker Barrel, and cream eggs, while mum made biscuits and sausage gravy. All was topped off with mimosas and blood & swash. I'm still full.
Now we're waiting to hear from Glenn because he may be stuck at work in Big Sur as the road is blocked by downed trees/slide. We're hoping that at least we can take the truck south and maybe he can leave his car, walk over the slide and we can bring him home. so keep your fingers crossed!
Hope one and all had a great New Year's!
Got off work early, though I'm stll here since I have no way to get home till Nin get's off work. So, why don't I take this opportunity to wish you all a very happy and blessed New Year!
Special wishes to all the new friends I made in 2003, and to all the ones I started the year with :) And extra warm fuzzies to each and every one of my wonderful readers. Y'all rock! Here's a toast to an awesome 2004!
The rain is coming down so hard here, I can't see across the street. And poor Nin has to walk many blocks to the truck in this :(
Mum called and said the power keeps flickering off and on, so if we keep electricity through the night, I'll be surprised.
I never posted about pressies, of the Xmas variety that it. I have to admit, I was so sick on Christmas Eve, that all I wanted to do was collapse into bed, so what I got didn't really register. But in the interest of full blog disclosure, I'll fill y'all in.
Nin got me a wonderful coat! She wins for best pressie. My brother went off the deepend, and took my permission for him to buy me a hard drive as carte blanche to buy me nothing but computer parts, and to convince my poor mother to do the same. I was so not pleased. So the video card (what my mother got me) is being returned for something off my actual Christmas list. The only non-computer part gift my family got me was the Indiana Jones DVDs.
Roberta got me The First English Prayer Book, Winston & Franklin, and the Rotk soundtrack -- which I listened to over and over.
I used the Ebay GC my Secret Santa got me to get calendars for the coming year.
Hey! I know I said I was going to send you a personal "thank you" email, but the last few comments you've left don't have a link or an email address.
So if you read this, let me know how to contact you, and I can email you a proper thank you!
This was funny enough to get me back to the computer.
Nin just wandered out of the "Pit of Doom" aka her room, (think Shelob's lair in RotK) all bleary, and her t-shirt is not only on backwards, but inside out as well. (You see, Nin got video games for Xmas from Roberta, and that means gaming till dawn on the weekends.) I point this out to her, and we have the following conversation:
"So, how late were you up till this morning?"
"You fell asleep in front of the TV, didn't you??"
Shifty expression appears on her face. Long pause. "Yeah."
Nin shuffles off. A few minutes later I give her a cup of tea and she points out her shirt, now in all the correct directions.
"It was just amusing!!"
[insert random persecuted grumbling]
"And it's going to make the perfect blog post!"
"I would. And it's all right her in my head, ready to be posted!"
More persecuted muttering. "Okay." And she walks away in dejection.
She's back playing her games now, and probably won't see the light of day till we go meet Jay and Deb tomorrow!
Just wanted to let everyone know I'm still alive, if not quite kicking :) I spent four days running a fever, 102 for a couple of them, anf I feel pretty weak at this point. Trying to eat now, as I didn't eat much through this. So hopefully I should start getting some umph back.
I told Nin I was gauging my suffering on "the burning pain in the head o-meter". The first couple of days it was at Gollum levels -- 'the light, it hurtss our eyes it does'. So no TV, no reading, even the radio I had to keep on at a very low volume.
Talk about perfect timing! 1/2 hour ago UPS delivered (we're at the end of the route) and there were two boxes from Amazon. What do I come to find? A book -- Anubis Gates -- and a DVD -- Don Jaun DeMarco -- from two of my readers, Kshatriya, and Debbie. As bad as I was feeling, it couldn't have been a better cheer-me-up. I was almost in tears. How incredibly thoughtful of both of you! I've read on other blogs, what it's like to get unexpected treasures in the mail, but now I know what it feels like. Thanks to both of you! Many virtual hugs coming your way!
Personal email of thanks to come tomorrow!
What a day. My back is in spasms, no idea why. I think I need to get away from the damp. My stomach is really bothering me, and I'm ready to snap at the next person who acts like a moron.
I had to deal with one of our most obnoxious clients today. The only reason we do business with him is because he's a client of one of our contract customers. I was shaking when I hung up the phone this afternoon. Didn't help my tummy or my back, let me tell you. Throw the earthquake on top of it, and I'm a stress cocktail. Ever since Loma Prieta, me and earthquakes don't get along.
Now work is officially over and I'm waiting for my ride at 630pm, so I'm trying to calm down a bit.
There's something about an earthquake that gets Californians into social mode. Everyone calls everyone else, or drops into the office to discuss every little detail of their quake experience. Actually pretty amusing once your heart starts beating normally again!
The earthquake was near San Simeon, and the USGS is reporting it at a 6.5. We had a long stretch of swaying, but nothing fell.
Update: lots and lots of aftershocks, many right on the surface. I think if I lived down there I'd be staying outside right now.
Oh, and I live about two hours north of where this is all happening.
Nother Update: Nin says everyone at her work -- downtown -- saw it, but not everyone felt it. My mum felt it where she works in Carmel, my brother, who works in Big Sur, which is closer to the epicenter, didn't feel a thing. I didn't feel it either, I saw it though. The bathroom cupboard doors started swaying and didn't stop for quite some time. The bathroom is in the corner of the warehouse with a big industrial furnace on the roof, so the room was already vibrating. Probably why I didn't feel anything. But I did get out of there because in case it was the start of a big quake, I didn't fancy the furnace crashing down on me!
And Another: Take a gander at the aftershock list.
Here We Go Again: My coworker has the news on and he says the clock tower in Paso Robles collapsed, along with the facdes on several historic buildings. No reports of injuries.
Update: FOX is now reporting one person killed, and a block of old buildings in Paso Robles collapsed in one themselves.
And to all my readers who celebrate the holiday!
This was posted on my Celtic list this morning:
SCOTTISH FIDDLE GREAT JOHNNY CUNNINGHAM PASSES AWAY
August 27, 1957 - December 15, 2003
We join the Celtic music world in mourning the passing of Scottish fiddler Johnny Cunningham, who died on December 15, 2003, in New York City, of a heart attack. He was 46 years old.
Johnny was beloved on both sides of the Atlantic for his exquisite musicianship as well as for his renowned warmth and wit. He was called 'Scotland's finest fiddler' by the Boston Globe. He leaves behind a great body of work and a huge legacy in Scottish and Celtic music of the late 20th century. He was a founding member of many seminal Celtic groups including Silly Wizard, Relativity, Nightnoise and The Celtic Fiddle Festival.
"Johnny was a huge life force, and a brilliant musical intelligence," says Green Linnet's Wendy Newton. "He was a friend for more than 20 years. A great light has gone from our lives." Johnny played a large role at Green Linnet, appearing on more than a dozen albums as well as producing albums by Cherish the Ladies, Orealis and Brooks Williams.
Our thoughts are with his family and loved ones. Remembrances may be sent in care of Green Linnet, P.O. Box 1905, Danbury, CT 06813, and you may visit his website.
Johhny's music made a big impact on me. From Silly Wizard, to Relativity, to Nightnoise, it was all good. I'm going to miss him.
Had to have the crowns put on my teeth today, so that's why I didn't get around to my promised RotK review. Going to call it an early night and will try and get it done tomorrow.
Dinner with Justene was much fun. It was great to meet a fellow blogger in the flesh. Hopefully Nin and I didn't scare her too much :)
Now, I'm all packed, and ready for tomorrow and Trilogy Tuesday! See you all in a few days. Have fn and play as nice as possible.
and checking it twice.
So who's naughty, and who's nice?
You can tell me!
Speaking of Santa sort of things, don't forget Secret Santa in Blogland! you can still sign up. It'll be fun, Really! Email me for an invite or for more info. edithna AT yahoo DOT com
Today, scrubbing floors. BLEAH!! Laundry. BLEAH!!!!
Last night, Xmas shopping. Very little mall shopping, most of it online. Almost done, but I've already spent more than I budgeted. Oh well, such is the holidays.
We decided to get our wine direct from Bonny Doon this year since I had a coupon for free shipping. Ordered that this moring, so no trudging through the grocery store the day before Xmas buying wine!
Add to the list, the new blog showcase choice for this week. Anti-anti war is a cool name for a blog too.
Now I'm going to go read "Cold Mountain" and I need to remember to do a post later about the wacky punctuation in it.
Just found out our first checks in the New Year will have raises on them! Wow! First in three years. No idea how much of a raise, but I'll keep my fingers crossed!
It's rainy and dark here today -- we seem to be getting a lot of rain early, which is a good thing. Can never complain about rain here on the perpetually drought stricken Central Coast. It's haircolouring day here at Casa de Ithy, and in between doing Nin's hair, I'm watching PotC. Damn, I love this movie! (I know this comes as a complete surprise to my gentle readers)
Tonight is Nin's work Xmas party at a very nice Monterey eatery, and I'm still not sure what outfit I'm wearing.
Other than that, I sit here drinking tea and seeing who's actually blogging this Sat.
Some very good news on the health front over at aimless.
I had the prep work done for two crowns on Tuesday, and I've been in a lot of pain since. Today, the top tooth is really bothering me. So I broke out my good tequila -- the Casadores -- and boy does it help!
If the tooth is still bothering me monday, I'll call the dentist.
At the request of my family, I finally put together a list of things they can get me for Christmas, complete with links, sizes and colours. Despite this, my mum will still tell me that she didn't know what to get me :) As usual. So I'll end up with something she thinks she'd like me to wear rather than anything I'd be caught dead in. If I'm lucky, my brother will accompany her like he did two years ago and I ended up with a dark lilac leather blazer.
Then there was the year Nin got me... No, it's her birthday, so I won't pick on her! [weg]
Kevin lost his job today.
Here's hoping he'll end up with something better, and soon!
Earlier this year I had a crown done by the dentist I started going to after mine retired. She wasn't the best dentist, though she was very nice. I decided to change dentists in July and I find out from my new dentist that the crown wasn't sealed properly and it would have to be replaced. He offered to call my former dentist, explain the situation, and get reimbursement. She refused to talk to him. I then replied to a letter she sent me, explained what the situation was and gave her permission to speak to my new dentist. Nothing. Last month, my new dentist said I should contact the dental peer review board and let them deal with her. So I did, and today, I was informed that she would give me and the insurance company my money back so I can have the crown redone.
I'm very glad it's finally settled!
I can get some posting going.
We got back in town at dinner time Monday, and then I had a long nasty dental appointment yesterday afternoon, after, Nin and I watched the Pirates of the Caribbean DVD. Maybe I'll post the gory details of the dental appointment! Or not. Or I can tell you about the trip. Or something.
Feel free to chat amongst yourselves in the comments, and anything really interesting may be turned into its own post! Exciting, no?
Tomorrow, my Thanksgiving holiday begins. Since I worked today, I'm taking Monday off. So everyone have a great weekend!
Since everyone is working, we're not doing turkey for dinner. Instead, we're having tri-tip in a garlic/Jack Daniels marinade, Laurence's beer bread (but I'm using Guinness since I don't have the beer he uses in his recipe), garlic mashed potatoes with roasted garlic, cream, and chicken broth, and Yorkshire pudding with gravy.
I've just put the garlic on to roast, and put the Guinness out to warm and flatten. Next, a shower and then I'll get the breadmaker out. I probably should eat something too!
I guess I should have said, "stepping away from the computer for the weekend." Well, the weekend and an added unexpected day. I appreciate all the comments left though.
If I ever decide to go away for an extended period of time, I'll be sure to be more specific. :)
I've decided to do something crazy, and step away from the blog/computer for a while. My stomach hurts (I'm beginning to think I'm getting an ulcer), my eyes hurt, and I'm just generally finding that blogging is bringing me down. Maybe it's burn out?
So I'm going to read a book, listen to CMT, and try to get a fresh outlook on this whole thing.
I may check in later.
Maripat had some bad news on the job front. So go offer her some moral support if you would.
I haven't been able to get to Da Goddess's site for a few days. Is it just me, or is her blog down?
Is it just me, or does this seem to have been a particularly bloody day?
And then the U.K. is on a terror alert due to the President's visit. I know that's standard, but I still have a tickle of worry in the back of my mind.
Maybe I need to turn off the news for the rest of the day.
I can relate to this post.
I'm always struck with sadness when I visit an old graveyard. So many young people, children, and babies. Makes you realize how much we can take for granted now.
Been fighting a cold ever since Dland. Jen has been home most of the week, and Nin hasn't been doing too well herself. I woke up this morning and felt awful. My little sore throat was now a big sore throat, and it moved up into my eyes so they were all swollen and glued together when I woke up. I must be worse than I think though, because Cider won't leave my side. I don't have the heart to make him move away though -- even if he's making me wheezy. Have made a massive pot of my favourite tea, & going to have some toast. Tea and toast cures all, you know. If I can get my eyes to cooperate, maybe I'll finish the "Master & Commander" book. Or I'll just go back to sleep.
...I apologize for the lack of bloggage. If you haven't noticed, then never mind :)
Why? Just plain tired and feeling a little blue. Not sure why, and hopfully I'll snap out of it soon.
Here be pics of our sailing trip on the Bay.
Nin spent her evening getting them up on the website.
So Nin and I were going to make a quick trip down to Dland this coming weekend with my mum, and now it's turning into a slumber party sort of event! Jen's driving down with us now, Roberta is flying in from Boston, and Glo will be coming over from the Simi Valley area to have dinner with us Saturday and spend the night.
Should be much fun!
The sailing trip was much fun! It was a beautiful day -- when it's nice in San Francisco (which isn't often) it's amazingly beautiful. The Lady Washington is a great boat, with a happy, friendly crew. Now I can finnaly say I've been on a Tall Ship! I'd love to do it again sometime.
There were lots of pics taken, so hopefully you can see some of the action soon.
Update: The Lady Washington website has a few pics up of Saturday's sail. If you scroll down the main page, the second and third photos, near the stern, you can see a bit of bright yellow and red. That's Nin and me!
Nin gets off early tonight, so we can make the long drive up to Vacaville where we're all gathering for our Tall ship excursion tomorrow. Everyone have a spooky Halloween, and I'll see you Sunday night! Or Monday morning if we end up staying at Jens' on Sunday.
Oh, and guess what? I'm now getting Nigerian Scam letters as blog comments! @#%#$%&^^%&%!!
Not much to add to what's already being said about the fires down south, except that I'm keeping all of you in my prayers.
Before I blogged, I speny much time on my website, and my fiction wrtiting and archiving, but now.... I don't think I've touched it in months.
Yesterday, the controlled burn at Ft. Ord got out of control. The smoke was awful and there's ash over everything. So yesterday I was wheezy and had a headache, and my eyes were stinging. Then I started to get a lot of pain in my left shoulder and arm in the evening, which got worse as the night/morning wore on. It finally began to ease up about 4am. So I'm tired, and grumpy, and it's hot today. So I went to my hair appointment, came home, head still hurts, and there's still smoke lying over us.
If I try to read, I know I'll fall asleep, so I'm sitting at the computer instead. Which is probably making my head hurt worse :)
See? Told you I was going to whine!
I know I haven't been doing as much "serious" blogging as I used to. I think part of it is because I'm feeling kind of burned out and my work situation has been so stressful the last while. With RL being a pill, I guess my blogging has gotten a little lighter in tone. Hopefully I'll be able to get my "serious" muscles back into shape one of these days. I'm sure the upcoming election season will give me lots to rant about!
Next weekend is the big saling trip, and the weekend after is our Disneyland weekend, so maybe I'll feel a little more refreshed after some time away!
I'm just in a generally grumpy mood, and people are ticking me off! And I've got bloggers block on top of it all. So talk amongst yourselves and if anyone comments on anything that catches my fancy, maybe I'll turn it into a blog post. Savvy?
I had pizza (and hard cider) and it was good. Thinking of watching Dracula on Bravo at 7pm as it's a version I've not seen before. Well, it's something to do other than blogging. Yes, there are things besides blogging.
So Dracula? Anyone else going to watch it? I could do a DVD instead. Or finish my book. I could drink some more. Yeah, I can do that regardless. Margarita!
Oh, I did join the Sam 'n Rosie list. Figured, what the heck? I'm not quite resigned to spinsterhood just yet. Almost, but still a little space to go.
Yes, I'm nattering to no real end.
Who else is around this fine evening?
Walden Books had a buy 4, get 1 free deal. Guess where I've been the last few hours? I shall share my purchases later. But first, dinner, General Hospital, JAG and to finish my current book!
Sorry for the lack of bloggage today. Just not doing too well today, I'm afraid. I'll try and pick up the slack tomorrow.
Jay mentioned in comments that Hosting Matters is down -- just an FYI.
On a totally unrelated note, listening to the news and the Kobe Bryant stuff, no wonder so many women don't report being raped.
Thanks to everyone who left so many encouraging comments over my work problem. I did stay home today and hopefully I'll be feeling a lot more with it tomorrow.
I'd already decided to take a paralegal course in the New Year, so this just solidifies my decision. It will give me more job options, especially when I move. It's really hard to believe I'm coming up on my 13th year in my current job -- it seems very unreal! I'd been with Sheraton 3 years before that and that seemed like a long time!
No blog posts yet about her trip, but now I can stop worrying :)
I'm home early due to having to deal with an incident with another employee. Basically, she thought she could shout at me -- after first waiting for her suprevisor to leave -- and I would buckle under like everyone else in her life does when she uses the drama queen card. She knows I'm very passive and don't like confrontation, so her assumption was I'd cave. I just want to do my job with a minimum of female hysterics. Of course, when I get upset, I can't eat and I feel sick, so I asked my boss if I could go home early.
I do not get people, I really don't. I keep my mouth shut, even though half my workday is having to listen to her on one personal phonecall after another, and many of those with personal details about her sex life. I try to block it out, and when I can't I go out to the warehouse. Work has been hell since they hired her 4 years ago. I never know what will make her snap. Now that's she's escalated it to shouting, I worry about it escalating to violence. I wonder if I should start writing everything down to protect myself? I'm scared to go back to work. I haven't felt this way in years. I've been at this job almost 13 years, and I'm afraid to go to work. In all the time there were only men working here, I've never really felt afraid to go to work, but here I am afraid of another female.
The following is an excerpt from "Buchanan & Press":
BUCHANAN: Matt, my inclination is to think if the folks are playing that Kerry bite when you hear this news about Rush Limbaugh it's going to come off as pretty cruel rather than funny. But let me ask you something. Now, six years ago apparently he's been this addiction a long time and we've heard from variety of sources that these OxyContins are associated with hearing loss. And my question is this, you know Rush if -- if something like this is actively and he must have known he must have talked to his doctor when he went to him about his hearing. He must have known these things were damaging his hearing his whole career his the king of talk radio, everything is on the line it suggests a really hellish addiction here does it not?
DRUDGE: You're hitting bull's-eyes, Pat. This is why these things are prescribed by doctors and not sold at our local Dennys or Amocos -- or wherever else we can buy them, in Palm Beach. It is a disturbing story in all directions, because, again, it is happening to such a beloved figure in this country Someone who has had so much success in this country. And if it happens to them, it can happen to us!
Put aside what you think of Rush for this one, because this isn't really about Rush. This is about something I'm not sure the average American has thought much about. I think about it because I know people who suffer this addiction and because Nin works in a pharmacy and sees this every single day. The abuse of prescription pain pills is a real problem. Sometimes, people use subterfuge to maintain their habit -- they go to multiple doctors, get multiple prescriptions and use different pharmacies to fill those prescriptions. And other people have their habit maintained with the complicity of their doctor. And now you can toss in people mail ordering the pills from foreign countries. If we can't stop the flow of illegal drugs into this country, how on earth will we ever be able to solve this problem?
And while I'm sure their are people who are addicted to these medications that are no longer suffering from the original pain the pills were prescribed for, many more who are addicted are still in pain. And that pain will still be there when they stop taking the pills. I've watched my mother battle chronic pain since the seventies, when a surgeon slipped and cut a nerve in her spine during back surgery. Then not long after that, we were in a car accident which crushed vertebrae in her neck. But she's one of those people Rush spoke about on Friday, the ones who didn't fall prey to addiction. But when I see her year after year, in constant pain, sometimes I wish she would take medication. It's hard watching someone you love suffer and you can't do anything to help. I also know, but for the grace of God, how she could have had Rush's problem.
No, what happened to Rush hits way too close to home for me, and I can't and won't judge him, or anyone else that battles addiction and pain on a daily basis.
There's nothing better than fresh bread, cheese, and a nice glass of red wine.
I just gave two of our cats a bath, scrubbed out the litter box, cleaned the tub, sink, toilet, the bathroom floor, put up a new shower curtain liner (boy my arms ache now!), and emptied the garbage, and am on my second load of laundry. Srill have the towels to wash.
Ithy want a nice cold margarita.
I admit I'm not surprised at the smug satisfaction so many are displaying at Rush Limbaugh's drug addiction, but I don't understand it. I could understand it if he say, tortured people, directed his minions to blow up women and children, if he was a rapist or a murderer. But he's none of those things. He's a guy with a radio show. I think Aaron Sorkin, for example, is a moron for some of the things he says about our President, but I didn't cheer the last time he was arrested for possession and sent to rehab -- again. Or take Barbara Streisand -- please! -- the woman is a loon, but if she were addicted to pills, I wouldn't feel any sort of joy in that.
The same people that love to tell stories about all the drugs they used in their youth will no doubt wag their fingers admonishingly at Rush. The same people who defend their favourite sports star for his peccadillos will also jump on the bandwagon. But Rush is only going to get prayers from me. I witnessed a former coworker and his struggle against a pain pill addiction, and it isn't pretty. It isn't something I'd wish on anyone.
I think this portion of his statement says a great deal:
"I am not making any excuses. You know, over the years athletes and celebrities have emerged from treatment centers to great fanfare and praise for conquering great demons. They are said to be great role models and examples for others. Well, I am no role model. I refuse to let anyone think I am doing something great here, when there are people you never hear about, who face long odds and never resort to such escapes. They are the role models. I am no victim and do not portray myself as such. I take full responsibility for my problem.
For more on the subject please go visit Rothy.
Update: Maripat has some very eloquent words.
There's absolutely nothing I feel compelled to blog about today. Nothing. I think the election plum wore me out! Well... I could talk about my brother. Yeah, why not? So, my brother, he works down in Big Sur, hippie central, and he was telling me the night of the election that all his coworkers, who are all lefty whicky-whackys, would drive him crazy the next day whining about the outcome. So a little more conversation reveals that whenever he tries to rebut one of his crazed fellow employees, he's told by the manager that she doesn't want politics discussed in the workplace. Yeah, she only tells him that. The only conservative there. Discrimination? Intolerance? Double standard? You betcha!
Right now I'm watching Two Towers to fill the time till Alias comes on, and drinking some rose green tea I got from Upton Tea on Friday -- it's very nice. We went to see Pirates of the Caribbean this afternoon since it's down to two showings a day, we figure it won't be in the theater here much longer. Had some people with a little girl who was too small to sit through a movie, and when she wasn't kicking the back of my chair she was running up and down the aisle stairs. ARGHHH! And then she started to scream. Did the parents take her out? No, of course not, they just kept telling her to be quiet!
I got a voicemail from Mickey who was calling from Toronto to tell me they were having a blast at LCA. I'm waiting to hear what Keifer Sutherland is like. And who won the coke can auction. I hope I can make it next year.
Yesterday, I finally got to see "Nightmare Before Christmas" and "Edward Scissorhands". I enjoyed both very much! ES had me crying at the end. Snow seemed to be a theme in both movies.
Wish the weekend had a few more days left in it.
The Archbishop of Canterbury visited the Pope and the Pope warned of "serious difficulties" in unifying the the two churches. (this because of the gay Bishop). But the reasons for the "difficulties" aside, I'd like to know why there is the assumption that those of us in the Anglican Church want to be reunified with Rome? I certainly don't. If I wanted to be Roman Catholic I would be. I'm not interested in reunification, and I'd like to know how many in my church really are. I tend to think it's something the "powers that be" pay lip service to out of habit. If so, I just wish they'd stop wasting time talking about it like it's ever going to happen.
Nothing against the Roman Catholic church. I went to RC schools, (in 2nd grade I wanted to be a nun) and I have many Catholic friends. but I don't want to be Roman Catholic myself.
Everytime this subject comes up, it annoys me, so this time I figured I'd blog about it!
Jen hit a big snag in her chemo treatments and could use some prayers.
You got 'em, Jen!
It's Pauls's birthday, so go wish him a good one.
(it's all downhill to 30 from here, Paul!)
My major infusion of vitmains seemed to do the trick, because I'm all better today. Other than feeling wiped out from being sick for three days, that is. Too bad I was sick yesterday, because I'd wanted to go see Arnold who was here in town for a rally.
Lots to do at work today: payroll, and tomorrow is the end of the month, so preparing for that.
That's about it. Off to work for me.
I feel terrible. Just thought I'd share. Sore throat is gone, but today, I ache all over -- even my scalp hurts. I must have a fever. I want to go back to sleep, but if I do, I'll end up being awake all night and when 6am rolls around, I'll regret it.
Alias starts tonight! Yay!
I'm really pleased so many people took the time to answer the question. Thanks, all.
So Paul went to Vermont. We don't know why, so I think we should make something up. I think he belongs to a secret syrup society.
From the comments of "the question" post, I think it would be kewl to have a NorCal bloggers get together. Anyone game?
The Johnny Depp movie marathon continues! Since last I reported, we've seen Astronauts Wife, Dead Man, Nick of Time, Donnie Brasco, and Sleepy Hollow.
AW was not a great movie, but nice hair! Dead Man was just plain odd. Not too odd to not finish it (like Fear and loathing in Las Vegas) but odd enough to not like or dislike it. It was great seeing Gary Farmer again, and another Forever Knight alumni was also in it, the actress that played Marion in the ep, Blackwing.
Nick of Time, I liked. Donnie Brasco interested me because Falcone, one of the best TV series in the last little while (that was canceled part way through season one) was also based on the same book. Very good movie.
Now, Sleepy Hollow, we'd seen before. In fact, it was one of only two Depp movies I'd ever seen before PotC. But Nin wanted to see it again to see how it viewed after a run of his movies. Not a movie to watch when you're feverish just before bed! I had very strange dreams.
Maybe a shower will make me feel better?
Condi Rice was just on FNC. I so want her to run for President.
I think I'm going to vote for Arnold -- since some have been wondering -- because I'd rather have half a Republican than a whole Bustamante.
Lori linked to a letter from Natalie Maine's to her fans (?) that I was sure was a fake. But truth is indeed stranger than fiction.
Update: forgot to add this week's new blog showcase entry. So here it is.
I finally succumbed to the office germs and am now totally in the throes of a head hold. I wanna go home.
So the plan is to get a few DVDs, some Chinese food, and then vegville.
And on the happy side: Bruce Willis put on a rock concert for our troops in Northern Iraq.
I did so much freakin' laundry this weekend! River rafting is fun, vacation is fun, but cleaning up after it sucks!
Yahoo TV listings are saying Enterprise is new tonight. I could have sworn it starts next week, but I'll check just in case.
Emmy's tonight and I'm avoiding email since East coast folks insist on putting spoilers in their headers. Tonight, I actually know someone who has been nominated, so that will be fun!
Started a new book that Roberta got me, Cloud Of Sparrows. It was on my wishlist, and she brought it to me when we were on vacation in Utah. Oh, and part of the laundry I did was hers! Somehow, her muddy rafting duds got into my luggage. Hmmm... accident or sneaky?
Need to go through the absentee voting stuff that came in while I was away.
Finally, a breeze!
I can think of words I'd replace "youths" with. I don't think I can write anything that would express how these sorts of incidents make me feel.
Dave of Redwood Dragon is getting married soon and I want to wish him and his beloved all the happiness and blessings they deserve.
Dave was one of the first bloggers to link here, and has always been a real sweetheart. He only lives up the way from me, so I hope I'll get to meet him in RL one of these days! Though, it will probably end up being at a con in another state :)
Everyone in the path of the hurricane take good care of yourselves!
Sorry about the lack of blogging, I'm still not feeling back "on" yet after holiday. No work was done while I was gone, so I've been trying to catch up, and the evil right eye pain is back.
I shall try and do better soon!
There was no other news. The only news I saw was the first Sunday at breakfast on the restaurant TV. Mostly it was about the CA recall and I dropped the subject -- not that I brought it up, mind! -- so that there were no inflamed tempers at the breakfast table. :) I heard snippets of news on the radio, so I did here about the biggest news of the year.... the Bennifer split up. BLEAH!! (and I still don't get why Lopez is considered "all that") I did peek in here one on Tuesday when we were at the Cedar City visitors bureau where they had free internet access. But that was it!
It was actually kind of refreshing in a way to be news free for a whole week. Of course, our river guide on Friday was a flaming lib, and while he was very nice, I wanted to push him off the raft several times! And it reminded me again of how intolerant liberals are of those that are not one of their 'pet' groups. I always want to ask them how they would feel if I said the same things and replaced Mormon, or Christian, with Gay, or Black.
Roberta, April, and me had some great political convos on the long drives from Bryce to Moab, and Moab to Vegas though, so I got some of it out of my system!
So April dropped me off at work this morning as usual and all was well. A few minutes later, I pick up the phone and I think it's April. She says "It's me, I've been hit on my way to work, can you or someone come to get me." This is all in a half sobbing, panicked voice. I thought it was April. I asked her if she was okay, and she said she'd hit her head really bad and she was crying, and I hear voices in the background asking over and over if she's okay. . By this point I'm freaking. I tell her I'll be right there and hang up. I tell my coworkers that April's been hit a few blocks away and I need to get to her. The office assistant drives me to the accident scene, but I can't find April or the truck, but the fire trucks and the ambulance and police are just showing up and there's debris everywhere. I'm beginning to think maybe it happened on the freeway on-ramp. By this point, I can barely breath. And I'm thinking in amongst everything else that we drive all the way to Utah and back safely and five minutes out of vacation, she's in an accident. The OA at this point has gone over to one of the cars that was in the accident and then she comes back puts her arms around me and tells me it wasn't April, it was one of our technicians that was hit. Talk about emotional roller coaster! I think I started crying at that point. They took the tech to the hospital in the ambulance, and released her this afternoon, so she's going to be okay. April and the tech normally sound very much alike, but upset, they sound almost identical. And the timing was perfect and she was right near where April would have been at the time. I was still shaking hours later. I had one of the worst 15 minutes of my life this morning. What a way to start the week! Thank God my little "Ninja Piglet" is okay.
Hey, just got home, am very tired, and have to be up at 630am for work.
HUGE thanks to the guest bloggers for their hard work! I hope you continue to visit their blogs in the future.
And another huge thank you to Paul for being hall monitor while I was away :)
I have just finished watching "DC 9/11: Time of Crisis" on Showtime.
This is the most powerful film I've ever seen. Every American needs to see this film.
I laughed, I cringed, I shuddered, I stood up and cheered. And I cried (If you ever tell that to anyone I'll call you a liar).
The likenesses of the actors to the real-life players is chilling. Bush, Cheney, Powell, Franks...and especially Fleisher and Rice. Uncanny. The seamless integration of real film with staged film - amazing.
This film is going to air again. In this market it's this Thursday at 9. Buy it, steal it, get an illegal cable hookup for a day - do whatever it takes, but see this film.
You must watch it. We dare not forget.
Tomorrow night at 8pm Eastern time a Showtime special will be aired, "DC 9/11: Time of Crisis." From all accounts, this is a dramatic, complimentary portrayal of President Bush in the hours before and after the horrible events of two years ago. It is so complimentary, in fact, that the producer has been accused by the leftist media of a "John Wayneish" approach.
Well let me tell you something, bubba. I seen the previews, and if they're any indication, this film will be dynamite. And the resemblence of the actors to the actual players - Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld, Fleischer, etc, is uncanny.
Howsoever, there is a problem. This film, which is as I say complimentary to our Commander in Chief, is airing at the same time as Bush's important address to the nation tomorrow night.
Which to watch? Which to watch? The real thing, or the pretend thing?
Someone give me a clue. I need a clue.
Well, about to sign off and finish off the bits and pieces I need to deal with before bed. I'm about to enter a no news zone for the next week! The people who we're staying with are Democrats -- yes, a 'mixed' vacation -- and aren't at all news junkies like I am :) So I won't be able to turn FOX News on while we're in to catch up. I think the complex has a public computer in the rec area, so hopefully I'll be able to catch up on news there.
When your can o' nuts says "Less than 20% peanuts!"
I like peanuts, fer cryin' out loud. It's the danged almonds that ticks me off, let me tell you right now.
Fillin' the can up with almonds, when any right-thinkin' American'd rather have the walnuts, cashews and peanuts.
I'm thinkin' of filing a lawsuit...
When the pizza man brings the pizza, an' all the cheese has done gone an' slopped over to one side of the pie.
What in the heck was he doin' with the danged thing, usin' it as a backrest?
Treat them nice! I want to find them all undamaged upon my return!
Thanks for guest blogging, guys!
We're going to Utah on Saturday for a week for lots of walking/hiking, and a day rafting. Since the weather forecast is in the 100's I figured I should get a few shorts and tops specifically for active wear. So we went to the sporting goods store and I got two pair shorts and two tops. They're supposed to be moisture wicking and cool. But the tops are very stretchy and snug fitting and I'm having a hard time believing something form fitting could be cool. But that's what they're made for. This is the first time I've ever bought 'exercise' type duds, so I'm looking for opinions!
It's just been one of those days, and I haven't got a real post in me. Maybe with vacation fast approaching, I'm feeling more burned out than usual :) Starting Sat, you'll get some real blogging here when Breaker, Wayne, and Nancy take over as guest bloggers while I'm away. I think it's going to be great!
BLAST!! Jen told me yesterday about this outing they're doing in a few weeks in the bay that recreates a naval battle in two tall ships. She called the friends who arranged it for them, but they were already sold out. I've wanted to go on a tall ship since I was wee lass. I guess there's always next year, but I'm pouting right now.
And from ships to guns... from a comment on TSE I found this place, and found they offer a "ladies pistol" two day class. This is something I'd like to do one of these days. I'd like to learn how to use a firearm and not to be afraid of using one.
For those dealing with the horrible fires in the Okanagan region of B.C. My aunt lives in Kamloops, and I have cousins in the area, and we're hearing it's pretty bad. A lot of folks have lost everything.
a Motorla T720
Now to find kewl ringtones! and to figure out how to use the blasted thing!
Well, I think I'm going with Cingular. AT&T just hasn't been easy to deal with, and I'm holding a grudge. The thing I like about Cingular is the roll over minutes. I'm just hoping their service area is as good as AT&T. This will be on the new GMS service too, and I'll have my own phone now. Before this, Nin usually had the phone since she had the truck. Now we'll both have phones, and long distance, so I can call TamTam!
I know, this was an exciting post!
Go read this by Cynthia on her 'liberation'.
Cynthia, you're a hell of a brave woman! Virtual [hugs] coming your way. I'm keeping you in my prayers.
Michele is home with the crud that seems to be going around. I don't know if she has what I had a few weeks back, but I feel for her. And y'all remember how miserable I was. Hope you feel better soon, Michele!
I was able to sleep last night for those that were wondering. I had another of my rapid heart beat things the night before and I didn't sleep much, and when I did it wasn't very restful.
Glad it's Thursday, cus that means tomorrow is Friday! Weekend plans include moving an email list I own over to Yahoo because I got tired of paying for the majordomo, and trying to get a new cellphone/contract set up. Maybe we should go see PotC again!! Arrrr!
And just maybe I'll start feeling like doing some real blogging one of these days. Maybe I need to ask for blogging suggestions like Paul does! I could start an "Ask Ith" feature!
When you live where Candid Camera is produced, just about everyone knows someone who's been had. Or you run into their crew cleaning up after a stunt (last week in Carl's Jr, mens bathroom) And even when something normally odd happens, your first assumption is, "It's Candid Camera". April was telling me that a coworker of hers was in Safeway at lunchtime, and while she's in the checkout line, they're told the registers are down, and they'll all have to come back later. Immediately, the muttering across the stores was, "It's Candid Camera!" Turns out,, in this case, the registers really were down!
Won't be much blogging today. Going to Salinas to see PotC and then off to meet up with my parents who are showing my my uncle and his SO (who are visiting from Canada today) around. We're going to do pizza and pool.
Yesterday, I had an unexpected shopping spree. Victoria's Secret (no, I'm not posting pics of what I bought), GAP, Express, Macy's and Suncoast. I blame the tequila. Never shop and tequila! It's dangerous. So I'm all set for fall and winter and need to avoid the mall for the next six months!
See everyone later!
Getting my ducks in a row here...
I'm going away for a week in September and decided that it would be nice to do the guest blogger thing to fill in while I'm away again.
So, if anyone -- or several anyones -- would like the gig, drop me a line: edithna AT yahoo DOT com
A month or so back, Jonah Goldberg posted an email on The Corner he'd gotten from one of the founders of a conservative singles group in the Bay Area. I emailed them to see if somone from two hours south could join up, and today, I got a really nice invitation to their next event. Of course, I can't go this time around, but I'm hoping to make it to a future get together!
Paul has a lovely post up sharing memories of his late brother.
Decided to watch third season Forever Knight again, and this time, start at the beginning. Normally, I tend to only watch the latter half of that season, after the evil USA Network and Bonnie Hammer had their paws out of the show. But, I'm going in from the top! And that means.... Black Buddah!! Then there's the truly dreadful "Outside The Lines". But, there's the back story on that one with an utterly delicious LaCroix flashback. So it's not all bad!
(it's really odd watching adverts from 1995)
A big ol' shout out to my blog buddyette, Rachel who graduates from college next week!!
You go, girl!!
I'm proud of you and even more proud you're my friend. [super duper virtual hugs] (To be traded for real ones if we get to meet up in September!)
Still feeling like crud, still home, still bored.
This has been your "Ith Sick Report" for Wednesday.
I thought for sure I'd bee feeling better today -- WRONG! I feel worse today than I have since I first got sick on Friday. I stayed home from work, had an awful night, so I'm tired, but I can't seem to sleep.
So entertain me! :)
Mickey is officially incorrigible. She's sending me pics from her phone at the drive in!
And in other news, after seeing PotC for the fourth time, I can no longer resist adding Jack Sparrow to my "Bloodties" fanfic universe. ARGH!! I've resisted for weeks, but he won't stop talking! Shutting him up requires writing.
Wow, it's so quiet this morning, you can here the crickets chirping...
Still have the icky almost-sore throat, which has turned into a slight case of laryngitis. But I'm tired of sittng around the house, so we're going to run some errands and haul ourselves out to Salinas to see a movie.
Watched "Signs" last night, and wasn't scared as expected. Pooo! I kept expecting the aliens not to really be aliens, and kept asking, "doesn't anyone have a gun??" Enjoyed the moive, but it wasn't what I was expecting.
Now to eat something and get ready to head off. Cider is in my lap and bunting me as I type. He's not going to be happy to be oved!
Blogging will most likely be light today. I've got a sore throat and am feeling generally icky. Just in time for the busiest work day of the month, not to mention the weekend.
And now, A DVD rental report! Last night, the movie was "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days". It's was pretty darn funny! There were some places where I was laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes.
Okay, work work work....
Today's lunchtime post is the celebrity buzz here in small town Monterey. This weekend, Michael Jackson and his kids were in Borders, and rumour has it they're all still in town, staying at the Monterey Plaza Hotel.
It's all the talk this afternoon at work.
Yes, we lead boring lives.
I watched "Bridgit Jones's Diary" last night for the first time. This movie is a perfect illustration of my "merry" post! I laughed out loud when they talked about her being a "woman of a certain age". I know I meant the "merry" appellation pretty much as a joke, but some days, I think I should take it a little more seriously! :)
I am "MERRY"! [insert evil cackle]
This is me and my brother around 1970 I think. So I'm around 7 here, the epitome of a stylish child of the era!
Michele never got to use the pics I sent, so I thought I'd share them here. I'm 4 or 5 here, so 1967-68. It's me, my brother, my mum, and my grandpa.
I finally saw "Casablanca"!! I've owned the DVD for a while now, but just never seemed to remember it was there. But tonight, all that changed! Realy enjoyed it and was surprised at how much of it I'd already seen over the years in clips.
I got a bottle of Cazadores Reposado tequila from Jen for my birthday. On the bottle, they have recipes, so I tried one after my two margaritas. It's called a Paloma, and it's tequila, grapefruit soda, lime juice and a little soda water. Quite nice!
I missed "Stripes" today [pout].
I love "Stripes"!
But "Ghostbusters" is on now which almost makes up for it!
Gave myself a birthday pressie and got my hair professionally coloured and highlighted for once. It loks so much better than when I do it myself! And, my hair is back to not looking like a frumpy sheepdog, so I'm a happy camper.
I've got my margarita, and am now settling in to keep up with the blogathon!
I lurk on an email list that tends to be rather nasty at times. I stay because there are a few posters who I really enjoy reading. So, a guy on the list asks for site-seeing advice for Toronto. Having had three wonderful trips there I thought I'd delurk and share a few of my favourites. Big mistake! I get a reply from another member of the list criticizing my choices because they're about an hour to two hours outside of the city. I can't believe it, a post to criticize something as innocuous as site-seeing suggestions! And here I thought it would be a safe topic!
Learned my lesson -- strictly lurking from now on.
Avast and shiver me timbers!
Sticking with the Pirate theme going around today, I thoght I'd share this. I got a kick out of it!
Now, I really want to blog, but we're going to Jen's for the weekend. They're taking me out to dinner for my birthday tonight, and tomorrow we're going to see Pirates again. Monday, I'm off! Nin and I are going to hit the Great Mall and see if I can find a new bathing suit, and see the Bebe outlet! oooooohhh! I love Bebe clothes, but I can't afford them. so I get my fix buying them on Ebay. This will be the first time I've been to one of their stores -- even if it just an outlet.
Update! I'm reminded that Nin and I created a drink a few years back called "Blood & Swash" (hey that might have made a good blog name.... ) It's actually the title of the book that Mrs. Muir writes for the Captain in "The Ghost & Mrs. Muir" (my favourite movie) but it has a Piratish sort of ring to it.
Half OJ, half Champagne, and Chambord to taste.
That about covers it :)
And a very Happy Birthday to my "Birthday Twin", Dean!
Finished! I met my goal of finishing "The Onion Girl". It was very good, but very depressing as it dealt with the child abuse and what happens when abused children grow up. But if you like De Lint, I'd heartily recommend it. Other than that, I was in the mood to rewatch some Methos eps, so stuck in my tape of "Comes A Horseman", "Revelations 6:8", "Forgive Us Our Trespasses", and "Modern Prometheus". (baaaaaaaaaa!) Peter Wingfield rocks!
This came up over at Andrea's, and I figured I should ask here as well.
We've had our domain for about two years now, and I'm no closer to figuring out the usage reports and such, than I was on day one! Now, with our blogs, and hosting Mickey's and Paul's, I figure I should get a handle on it. I wouldn't even know how to figure out if we're using too much bandwidth (we get 8 GB a month), or if we're being attacked by spambots. We have lots of bells and whistles with the package we don't even use, which is good because I can't figure out how to use them! (like chat rooms and notify email lists, postcards, quizes and polls)
Does anyone know of an online resource, or a book, that would explain the basics of this sort of thing?
We're heading into an election cycle, and I know I have friends who read this blog who are, how shall I put it? On the other side, maybe? This blog is going to get lots of use over the next months, especially for ranting, most especially ranting about the Democrats. Since most of my RL friends are Democrats, I need somewhere to vent, and this is going to be it. So I guess this is my version of an MPIA rating warning : rated "R" for ranting and fuming. So, to those I know and love, just because I loathe the guy (or gal) you're voting for, doesn't mean I transfer any of those feelings to you. As I said over in the comments of Michele's blog, "If I only hung out with people that agreed with me, I'd be very lonely!"
Update: Mickey comments.
It's really odd to look at the temp at 6am and see 78. We get a few warm days in late Aug/Sept, but in June?? Pretty much no one has air conditioning, and out house has no air circulation because it was build stupidly.
Well, by tomorrow, the fog will start coming back in -- nature's air conditioner.
Yes, this is one of my favourite movies. I watched it again last night, and just loved it all over again.
If you haven't seen it, it's well worth seeking out next time you hit the movie rental store.
I've put some pics of a few of my kitties over on my personal journal.
One of our favourite parts of vacation is getting to watch CMT or GAC. (We have the crappiest cable here in Monterey, and don't get a very large selection of channels.) So between the videos we'd never seen, and the songs we heard on the radio, these were the "songs of the trip" this time around. I just found out yesterday that CMT has the videos from the top 20 on their site, so I can watch them a little while longer!
1) Kenny Chesney: No, Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
Great tune, great scenery (not the least which is Kenny), and it's all a vicarious vacation. "Blues, what blues, I' forgot them, sun and the sand, a drink in my hand, no bottom. No shoes, no shirt, no problems"
2) Brad Paisley: Celebrity
This video is a hoot! Stars William Shatner and Jason Alexander and is a complete sendup of reality shows & celebrities. Catchy tune too.
3) Toby Keith & Willie Nelson: Beer for My Horses
Good tune, fun movielette/video. And for you SG1 fans, Corim Nemick (Jonas) costars.
4) Keith Urban: Raining on Monday
I loved this song long before I saw the video, but the video certainly adds.... texture. Is it warm in here??
5) Lonestar: Front Porch Looking In
Lonestar does it again. 'Nuff said
6) Tim McGraw: Real Good Man
No video out for this one yet, but it's a damn good song. "I'm a real bad boy, but I make a real good man."
Sorry for the nonexistant blogging from me today. I just can't seem to find a blog post in me right now.
I'll try and do better tomorrow.
I wrote on my personal journal about one of my kitties, Tasha. she died in the middle of the night, and even though I was expecting it, it's hit me pretty hard.
Since my birthday is coming up, I was looking through my Amazon Wishlist to make sure it's current, and realized that anyone looking at it might think I was a little odd! I didn't realize there was quite the mixture of stuff on there that there is.
Okay, so I am odd, but still....