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dariodevil: http://www.rohwrestling.com/News/Article.aspx?id=830 -- Wanna go?syringavulgaris: I can't! I'm going to the opera that night. syringavulgaris: Already bought tickets.dariodevil: That's hysterical.dariodevil: "I can't go to the wrestling show! I have to go to the opera!"dariodevil: C'mon.dariodevil: No one could write that so perfectly.syringavulgaris: It's not my fault I am a Pisces, and therefore going in exactly opposite directions simultaneously.syringavulgaris: But I am going to an opera about the atomic bomb!dariodevil: It's still not the Briscoe Brothers vs. LAX. Philistine.Morning Kitten Report
Oct. 15th, 2008 06:32 amI came downstairs to hear frantic peeping noises. Piewacket decided to move the litter, but forgot one (thus proving cats can only count to five). After several minutes of hunting around, I found her snuggled on top of them behind the TV; that is, in the corner that nedlnthred had painstakingly scrubbed last night to try and get the cat smell out of (thus proving that cats are perverse, as if we needed more proofs on that theorem).
I put the little guy (?) back in with her, and he crawled right back into the pile. I don't know how long he (?) was out of reach & out of warmth, though, which may bode ill for his survival.
nedlnthred had painstakingly scrubbed last night to try and get the cat smell out of (thus proving that cats are perverse, as if we needed more proofs on that theorem). I put the little guy (?) back in with her, and he crawled right back into the pile. I don't know how long he (?) was out of reach & out of warmth, though, which may bode ill for his survival.
Piewacket is delivered of five SIX (so far) tiny tuxedo kittens! (In the box I set up for her, I may add, thus sparing nedlnthred's much-abused furnishings.) I would have pictures for your delectation, only the batteries in the camera chose now to die. They are recharging. Slowly. Be patient.
The last thing this house or, indeed, this neighborhood needs is more kittens; but there wasn't any way to get her to the vet until it was too late. The good news is, she's now considerably more tame--indeed, she's spent the last week tripping me every time I move, wanting scritchies--so as soon as they're weaned we can take her directly over to the Helpful Animal Clinic. (Momcat has an appointment for next week and Spot has disappeared, so if we can just get our hands on Foxy we just might be able to get ahead of the local problem; I don't believe there are any other fertile queens in the area.) And since the kittens are in the house and all, we should be able to get them right people-friendly and thence to good homes.
Anyone want a cat?
nedlnthred's much-abused furnishings.) I would have pictures for your delectation, only the batteries in the camera chose now to die. They are recharging. Slowly. Be patient.The last thing this house or, indeed, this neighborhood needs is more kittens; but there wasn't any way to get her to the vet until it was too late. The good news is, she's now considerably more tame--indeed, she's spent the last week tripping me every time I move, wanting scritchies--so as soon as they're weaned we can take her directly over to the Helpful Animal Clinic. (Momcat has an appointment for next week and Spot has disappeared, so if we can just get our hands on Foxy we just might be able to get ahead of the local problem; I don't believe there are any other fertile queens in the area.) And since the kittens are in the house and all, we should be able to get them right people-friendly and thence to good homes.
Anyone want a cat?
State of the Cat: ?
Oct. 14th, 2008 01:10 pmAfter 2.5 hours kicking around the animal hospital (this, with travel time, killing the notion of me getting into work for the afternoon[1]), we learn...nothing. Or, well, some diagnostic exclusions. The ultrasound does not show anything funky going on. They've taken blood, and a urine sample (which surprised me, as usually Mage waits to pee until he's back in the carrier, but I'm not complaining), and I should call tomorrow afternoon for the results.
They wanted to take an X-ray, too, which would have been another medical half-hour (i.e., 55 minutes), but I figured if I left then I could at least get some correspondence and documentation done, and not make a complete waste of the day. And it didn't seem, by the description, to be anticipated half as useful as biochemical reports are like to be.
Also: When sitting for several hours in a freezing cold waiting room fretting about your cat, the wrong reading material is the story of Shackleton's Antarctic expedition. Seriously.
[1] If I'd the brains God gave a kumquat, I would have gone dressed for work, dropped Mage off at the house, and taken the train in from Fair Lawn, or thus I was reproaching myself during the long cold wait; but it looks like, due to infelicitous scheduling, I would've just missed the last useful train from there anyways.
They wanted to take an X-ray, too, which would have been another medical half-hour (i.e., 55 minutes), but I figured if I left then I could at least get some correspondence and documentation done, and not make a complete waste of the day. And it didn't seem, by the description, to be anticipated half as useful as biochemical reports are like to be.
Also: When sitting for several hours in a freezing cold waiting room fretting about your cat, the wrong reading material is the story of Shackleton's Antarctic expedition. Seriously.
[1] If I'd the brains God gave a kumquat, I would have gone dressed for work, dropped Mage off at the house, and taken the train in from Fair Lawn, or thus I was reproaching myself during the long cold wait; but it looks like, due to infelicitous scheduling, I would've just missed the last useful train from there anyways.
Return of the Solid Gold Cat.
Oct. 13th, 2008 10:19 am...and that's the best case scenario.
Mage has been looking unwell, so we took him in to the vet this morning. The darker brown line around his nose is not of consequence, but the fact that most of him is getting bony except his belly is of concern. I have to take him to the animal hospital for an ultrasound in the morning (which will cost a pretty penny itself) so they can determine what's going on. It may be something spleen related. Or it could be tumors.
Mage has been looking unwell, so we took him in to the vet this morning. The darker brown line around his nose is not of consequence, but the fact that most of him is getting bony except his belly is of concern. I have to take him to the animal hospital for an ultrasound in the morning (which will cost a pretty penny itself) so they can determine what's going on. It may be something spleen related. Or it could be tumors.
We attacked the mall this morning, the goal being to buy sweh's birthday present. (HIS BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW! SEND HIM LOVE!)
However: I had not the least idea that a simple, unadorned, not-large gold watch is now considered passé for men. Even the high-end stores were full of enormous wrist-shields encrusted with disgusting amounts of bling; and I say this, I who am legendary for my magpie tendencies. About the only model on sale which approached the desired specs was by Radu, and therefore the price tag is about equal to one of my paychecks. (Awfully handsome piece, though.) I found an awful lot of watches that I'd like, including some really spiffy bronze-y models from Fossil and a necklace-watch from Coach (!!!) that was a padlock on leather whipcord, but nothing for the birthday boy. Feh.
Although defeated on that front, I cut a swath through the Bisou Bisou section of Penney's, and came away with two jackets, a skirt, and a sheer wraparound blouse; all of which, between leftover gift card and their "doorbuster" 50%-off-before-1pm sales, I got for a grand total of $25. OH YES I DID. You may bask in my aura now.
(In other news, I think the department stores are, ahem, managing expectations on sizes again. Diet and exercise are proceeding well, yes, but there is no fucking way a skirt of size N should be almost too big for me. No.)
sweh's birthday present. (HIS BIRTHDAY IS TOMORROW! SEND HIM LOVE!) However: I had not the least idea that a simple, unadorned, not-large gold watch is now considered passé for men. Even the high-end stores were full of enormous wrist-shields encrusted with disgusting amounts of bling; and I say this, I who am legendary for my magpie tendencies. About the only model on sale which approached the desired specs was by Radu, and therefore the price tag is about equal to one of my paychecks. (Awfully handsome piece, though.) I found an awful lot of watches that I'd like, including some really spiffy bronze-y models from Fossil and a necklace-watch from Coach (!!!) that was a padlock on leather whipcord, but nothing for the birthday boy. Feh.
Although defeated on that front, I cut a swath through the Bisou Bisou section of Penney's, and came away with two jackets, a skirt, and a sheer wraparound blouse; all of which, between leftover gift card and their "doorbuster" 50%-off-before-1pm sales, I got for a grand total of $25. OH YES I DID. You may bask in my aura now.
(In other news, I think the department stores are, ahem, managing expectations on sizes again. Diet and exercise are proceeding well, yes, but there is no fucking way a skirt of size N should be almost too big for me. No.)
It is non-gratuitous, for indeed, I have been Domestic.
I came home with simple plan: have dinner, bake cake, bake shortbready thing, relax. Instead I ended up fighting another front on the War Against Bugs. afdjklsfjlskdjflsjk
Finally, now, I have achieved all of those things (damp dark dense chocolate cake, Gateau Breton, turkey enchilada; also emergency cleansings and final post-cooking kitchen cleanup, AND cleaning cat boxes), except the "relax" bit. I'm working on that. (Here is cocktail, though I'm not best pleased with it.) But I don't have much time left in the evening in which to accomplish it, and I still need to shower.
LOOK AT ME LETTING STUFF GO I'm gonna hold off on vacuuming my room until Monday. TAKE THAT, obsessive brain.
I came home with simple plan: have dinner, bake cake, bake shortbready thing, relax. Instead I ended up fighting another front on the War Against Bugs. afdjklsfjlskdjflsjk
Finally, now, I have achieved all of those things (damp dark dense chocolate cake, Gateau Breton, turkey enchilada; also emergency cleansings and final post-cooking kitchen cleanup, AND cleaning cat boxes), except the "relax" bit. I'm working on that. (Here is cocktail, though I'm not best pleased with it.) But I don't have much time left in the evening in which to accomplish it, and I still need to shower.
LOOK AT ME LETTING STUFF GO I'm gonna hold off on vacuuming my room until Monday. TAKE THAT, obsessive brain.
Tonight's Debate Brought To You By:
Oct. 7th, 2008 10:29 pmA combination of cranberry and pomegranate juices, vodka, and vanilla schnapps.
It's pretty okay, and it is a lovely color (matches my fresh pedicure!), and is reminiscent of certain other things imminent; but needs something to make it pop a bit. Seltzer, perhaps, or lime juice. Mint? Sprig garnish perhaps.
It's pretty okay, and it is a lovely color (matches my fresh pedicure!), and is reminiscent of certain other things imminent; but needs something to make it pop a bit. Seltzer, perhaps, or lime juice. Mint? Sprig garnish perhaps.
Apparently Our Insanity Is Contagious
Oct. 7th, 2008 01:21 pmCanada: the haven of calm, polite, friendly sanity. Our Northern Escape Hatch from the pressure-cooker of crazed neoconservatism that is threatening to become thick enough to walk on.
Canada, where some crazy fuck (or fucks) is cutting brake lines of cars parked at houses that have Liberal Party signs up.
Canada, where some crazy fuck (or fucks) is cutting brake lines of cars parked at houses that have Liberal Party signs up.
The Beauty Brains: cosmetic scientists explain what the fuck is actually in that shampoo/foundation/whatever you've got in your paw at the drugstore, and what it does. Example: The Four Basic Types Of Shampoo.
Hallelujah.
Hallelujah.
"But why is all the rum gone?!"
Oct. 3rd, 2008 12:09 amI have consumed rather a lot of Plymouth gin, and must retire now.
Summation: Biden utterly pwn3d Palin on a lot of factual points, but had a couple chokes that I am sure did not help him fly with the voting base, and occasionally prosed on past the American baseline TL;DR point. OTOH, his momentary small breakdown on the topic of one's own child's death probably played very well in Peoria. Palin came off far, far better than her recent public exposure led us to expect, but it's a sad day in American politics when a candidate is lauded for only making a partial ass of herself.
It is worthwhile to note that, although spoken language is perforce a slightly-separate animal from written language, the partial transcript shows that Biden's remarks are generally pretty sensible in either context, where as Palin's generally come out as gibberish if you see them written down. As I remarked toshechameleon, "if you try to diagram her sentences, they look like bugsplat."
Summation: Biden utterly pwn3d Palin on a lot of factual points, but had a couple chokes that I am sure did not help him fly with the voting base, and occasionally prosed on past the American baseline TL;DR point. OTOH, his momentary small breakdown on the topic of one's own child's death probably played very well in Peoria. Palin came off far, far better than her recent public exposure led us to expect, but it's a sad day in American politics when a candidate is lauded for only making a partial ass of herself.
It is worthwhile to note that, although spoken language is perforce a slightly-separate animal from written language, the partial transcript shows that Biden's remarks are generally pretty sensible in either context, where as Palin's generally come out as gibberish if you see them written down. As I remarked to
shechameleon, "if you try to diagram her sentences, they look like bugsplat."nedlnthred and I are braced for impact. We have chicken pie, oatmeal cookies, down pillows, and really stiff drinks. elibalin and jdev IM windows are locked & loaded.Why are we watching this debate? We know who we're going to vote for, after all. I can only assume it's the train wreck potential. What new stupidities will issue forth from Caribou Barbie? TUNE IN AND FIND OUT!
what. (Political edition)
Oct. 2nd, 2008 06:42 amFrom last night's VP interviews, here's just a single line from Caribou Barbie:
"I'm, in that sense, a federalist, where I believe that states should have more say in the laws of their lands and individual areas."
Now, back when I was in civics class, a federalist was someone who approved of a strong Federal government, and wanted less power being given to the states. Perhaps it is different in Alaska.
"I'm, in that sense, a federalist, where I believe that states should have more say in the laws of their lands and individual areas."
Now, back when I was in civics class, a federalist was someone who approved of a strong Federal government, and wanted less power being given to the states. Perhaps it is different in Alaska.
Conference report
Sep. 27th, 2008 09:26 amSo, this conference, hight Accessorizing the Renaissance Body.
A few general impressions:
1) A lot of gender-studies people are somewhat wack, and think everything's a nail for their hammer.
2) I see NYU uses Sodexho for their caterers, too. Oh those plastic pastries.
3) If something is of little interest or uninterestingly presented, I can keep awake if I force myself to take notes. <--- important for future grad school aspirations
3a) It's gotten a lot harder to take notes by hand! I'm so used to doing it on a laptop these days. I think that, if my grad school aspirations are realized, this is what an Eeeeeeee would be good for.
( Session I: Working with Accessories )
( Session II: Renaissance Erotics )
Then lunch, which we had with some of Beth's FIT acquaintances at the Olive Tree Cafe. mmmm hummus.
( Session III: Dressing Up )
( Session IV: Taking Accessories Seriously )
At the end, we schmoozed a bit (well, mostly Beth. I'm slowly learning) and we introduced ourselves to the professor who did the "response" closing remarks, who is apparently a Person of Much Note (I think every presenter, or almost every one, quoted his work). I am fairly well convinced that he is actually Doctor Who in a new incarnation.
A worthwhile day, all in all.
A few general impressions:
1) A lot of gender-studies people are somewhat wack, and think everything's a nail for their hammer.
2) I see NYU uses Sodexho for their caterers, too. Oh those plastic pastries.
3) If something is of little interest or uninterestingly presented, I can keep awake if I force myself to take notes. <--- important for future grad school aspirations
3a) It's gotten a lot harder to take notes by hand! I'm so used to doing it on a laptop these days. I think that, if my grad school aspirations are realized, this is what an Eeeeeeee would be good for.
( Session I: Working with Accessories )
( Session II: Renaissance Erotics )
Then lunch, which we had with some of Beth's FIT acquaintances at the Olive Tree Cafe. mmmm hummus.
( Session III: Dressing Up )
( Session IV: Taking Accessories Seriously )
At the end, we schmoozed a bit (well, mostly Beth. I'm slowly learning) and we introduced ourselves to the professor who did the "response" closing remarks, who is apparently a Person of Much Note (I think every presenter, or almost every one, quoted his work). I am fairly well convinced that he is actually Doctor Who in a new incarnation.
A worthwhile day, all in all.
