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Tue, 27 Sep 2016 04:00:17 PDT

On a completely different topic. The dog has fleas again My house has fleas again. So this weekend I get to vacuum  everything and everywhere again, launder everything again and bomb my house again. I blame my over grown back yard.


Mon, 26 Sep 2016 04:00:05 PDT

And I'm back.This weekend I went to Sam's about fifteen times, honestly,  I was there over and over and over again. I could not catch a break.  When I wasn't at Sam's, I  drove out to Pittsboro Saturday morning to go to a Outsider Art called Clydefest that I really enjoyed and while I was there I visited a museum, the Small Museum of Folkart where one of my friends is represented and went to a funky cafe that made me bus my own table and still insisted on me leaving a tip  - and on Sunday I went to a NARAL rally closer to home and  listened to Deborah Ross give her stump speech to a whole bunch of student dems from George Washington University down to make calls for Clinton and NARAL and about six folks who actually could vote for her.I drove 200 miles over the weekend. And I posted a whole bunch of pictures from Marquette  here[...]

Friday Cat Blogging

Fri, 02 Sep 2016 12:54:27 PDT

Vacation 2016

Sun, 28 Aug 2016 18:48:42 PDT

Vacation 2016 officially starts this week so I am going to be posting infrequently for the next while. Be safe, have fun and stay tuned!

Friday Cats Blogging

Fri, 26 Aug 2016 11:00:20 PDT


Fri, 26 Aug 2016 04:00:17 PDT

I made it through my first round of at home phone banking calls. I don't know how many calls I made, I wasn't keeping track, I will keep track next time, but I do now how many contacts I made. : Zero  not a single damn one.

I mean come on! So wrong! Not a single one!  Fax lines, multiple disconnected lines,  and my old friend the answering droid.  I feel really bad for my volunteer leader, she and I exchanged a lot of phone calls and she went back and forth with her supervisor trying to get my phone thing figured out and then when it does get figured out ( it took three days)  I get nada my first time out.

Well, we will see how my luck goes tonight. I'll do more after the  AT&T guy leaves on Saturday and maybe some on Sunday - when I'm not  getting the house ready and packing and taking Aces stuff to Brosky and Alphagals (sob!) . I have so much to do and I'm not doing it and I'm going to be running around like a chicken with my head cut off at the last moment  and that is such a  bad  place to be in and so stressful and it's my fault. I need to pull it together.

Air Horn Orchestra week 20 # Loud #airhornorchestra

Thu, 25 Aug 2016 04:00:21 PDT

Pat is down 9 points in the newest poll. Suck it Pat.'[...]


Wed, 24 Aug 2016 04:00:04 PDT

I looked up into ,my tree today and it made me wonder two improbable options 1) a neighbor child was building a fort or 2) there is a dam in my tree.

There is what looks like a dam in my tree! Its from dead branches that are caught up in the mess of  free range limbs and are unable to fall out of the tree. I tried to bring a couple of the smaller and lighter ones down myself from the ground, but they are woven together like, well, a damor a nest. They might have well been placed there by either an enormous bird with ADHD  or some sort of arboreal beaver.

I spent the early morning trying to figure out wich syndrome I am suffering from. I came back from my doig walk to realize that I wasn't wearing my fitbit! I am always wearing my fitbit. I all but sleep in my fitbit. It hasn't been further away than my bra strap since I got it for my birthday two years ago and this morning I couldn't find it! I remembered having it at  my little calisthenics class and I remembered it being on my clothes after I changed clothes after the class and then I remembered sitting on the edge of my bed and dealing with My Toe.

My toe nail finally came off under its own speed. Its done. Finished. I now have some sort of  Under Construction Toe Nail Space. Its not "nail" its not "toe" its an in-between  toe/nail thing... cartilage! It feels like new baby cartilage that needs to be supervised so I am keeping a bandaid over it until it grows up a little. It needs a helmet.

And in all that excitement, and it was excitement,  my fitbit disappeared. I mean after that, I changed clothes, resad for a bit and went to bed. Hours later, I got dressed, started my day and ultimately noticed I was missing something. My fitbit wasn't where it was supposed to be, no real worries there, my first guess that I had left it to charge. No joy.

Worries. I couldn't remember what I had done with it! It wasn't on my pajamas or my bra or on my workout clothes, or what I had changed into after that, it wasn't on the bed or in the bedding or next to the bed or on the bed side table or behind the table or next to it or under the bed or anywhere in the bedroom or on the bedroom floor. I know, I looked. Twice.

And then I thought : The Cats! Mostly : Tiny! Tiny, at a year old,  still sees all things as toys and would see a fitbit as a particularly great toy because it has some weight to it and it smells like me. I could only imagine where it was by now. And I was sad. In reality and now fully awake, it wouldn't have been that hard to find, as long as he only played with it over night because he is limited over night and I could in theory find it, eventually. But not before I spent an entire day with my steps uncounted! I mean really! a day unvalidated. Why even get out of bed.

And I had to go to work. Grumble damncats.

I was putting on my  make up and what was to appear: My  Darling Fitbit! on the vanity, in the bathroom where I never looked and would have never thought to have looked because fitbits do not belong in the bathroom!! I have no memory of bringing it in there or why I would have thoughtlessly left it on the counter - nevermind!  Joy and Rapture! Happy Dance of Joy!!!  Clearly whatever syndromeI  have it is it is a syndrome of not throwing myself under the bus.


Tue, 23 Aug 2016 04:00:01 PDT

Monday.I should be doing things. I did manage to damage my dress this morning as I was getting into my car, that was an accomplishment! I had to spend the day with my sweater around my waist to camouflage my too deep slit in my skirt. It was tasteful until I got into the car and forgot that I needed to arrange the bottom of the dress a certain way or it would rip - and low and behold, fail to take precautions and it ripped!, right up the seem. It is now quite unseemly.

It's a  very nice dress and I'm hoping my Mom can repair it, and if I'm lucky, maybe she can rebuild  (costuming taught me the correct phrasing is not  "making a dress" it is "building a dress") it in such a way that she can add a little fabric to it to make it a leetle broader of beem. It is a designer dress , thank you, Adrianna Papell ( shockingly.without bangles or bling), bought it at the resale store at a deep discount and while it "fits", it doesn't fit-fit,  in that I can't wear it every day. Its actually started its life as a cocktail dress and it's really slumming coming to work with me. I think it tore out of protest.

It would be great to wear it this winter too, but it is sleeveless so I also need to find the exact  shrug, the fabric is not summer weight-  but that can be a project. I'm sot entirely sure it would lend itself to sleeve-life though.

I feel I should be packing, but at the same time, I have over a week and if I start the actual packing thing now, I know I'm going to just spend the rest of the time packing and unpacking and repacking  and that is how you lose things or end up bringing things you thought you decided you thought you changed your mind about and what about the item you actually really wanted to bring? Oh wait, that you left behind. I do need to get the dog things together and see what is in his backpack and what of that needs to make the trip, that would be a worthwhile job. I could also think about food for dog and the cats.

Tiny cat is going with, Ace is staying with Broskey and Alpha gal. Sniff. I already miss him! I think he knows something is up. He is acting all slinky and hidey and avoidy and its making me very tense. It might be because I flea treated him aggressively after finding one on on him and falling into a shame spiral on Saturday. He doesn't like flea treatment. Well, he shouldn't get fleas. and if he gets fleas, he should let me know before I find flea shite on my bedding and have to launder and vacuum my entire life.

Right now he is flea free and before he goes and is hous guest, he is going to get re-treated because there will be no subleting allowed.

Bye, bye Olympics.

Mon, 22 Aug 2016 04:00:06 PDT

There are a lot fewer ads in the closing ceremony. I think the parade of nations took a lot less time, so many fewer athletes stuck around.

I feel obligated to watch this. I watched  a lot of the beginning of the games but really slacked off at the end, it seemed like all I saw was meaningless early heats and I never got to see any races that actually meant anything. I might have enjoyed watching some of the equestrian things or some of the gymnasts that were not ours - but I understand that these are not unusual or unspoken complaints. I am not the only one who would like to see other countries compete - I don't need to see them do everything because I don't care that much, but it might be nice to see a little of these other countries.

We did see some other countries compete but at dumb moments, why feature meaningless early heats in swimming with other countries when we could have been watching our gymnasts winning gold? I would much rather watch someone win a medal than televise winnowing down in prime time- while necessary, is  not really entertaining or particularly good use of TV time. They wondered why their ratings were so bad.

But we did so good! We won so much! and did some a great job. We have so much to be proud of.  Weren't our swimmers awesome? And our gymnasts? and our track people? Everyone we sent did us proud ( more or less).  It was a terrific games for us. Screw you Trump. America wins, we are winners. We won over and over and over. Screw you.

But at the same time - why so much beach volley ball? They played for two full weeks! Did we need forty games? No!  Come on! We played those games because TV  liked seeing the women play in bikinis and the guys oiled up. Did every country have a team or three? Do we need beach volleyball as a medal sport? Do we need volley ball as a medal sport period? I think need to rethink some priorities.  Ping Pong?

I'm going to miss the summer games though. We always kick so much ass in the summer games, next up is the Pyeongchang 2018 Winter Games  .

Friday Cats Blogging

Fri, 19 Aug 2016 11:00:18 PDT

Inside Tiny's Head

Fri, 19 Aug 2016 04:00:45 PDT

Tiny is now a year old! As of last Monday, Yay for Tiny!! Now he is a man!

However. Tiny is still a small cat. His mouth is very small, his head is very small, what is inside his head is  very small. He is not the smartest animal I've ever shared space with. I think Tex would have hidden his food from him for his own good, dumb animals don't last long in an environment that doesn't make allowances for them .

Here is Tiny after exploring the basement

He was meowing and crying! I thought I had accidently left him locked in the basement.

I had not. He just couldn't figure out how to get the door open.

I freed him and left him in the entry way, again, with the door open, while I was in the kitchen. He still couldn't get out, even with the door even more open!

Soooooo cuuuuttteeee. So not very smart.

Totally off topic, but here is the house with the new porch lights

Air Horn Orchestra Week 18 Kicking Pats Ash

Thu, 18 Aug 2016 04:00:15 PDT



Wed, 17 Aug 2016 04:00:15 PDT

I get a phone call from a Clinton campaign person.  I've been doing some volunteering and  I get three thousand emails a day wanting me to volunteer more - I went in a phone banked on Sunday and I agreed to come back on Thursday and so I thought I was pretty much done with being asked.

Not so fast.

The girl said I was on her list and I was one of "her" volunteers.  Tough luck for her, I am a free agent. I am my own volunteer and to that end I volunteer when I want and where I want and doing what I want :I make calls, period.

I do not canvas. Period. End stop.

I'm pretty sure I do not want to register voters ( it's more complicated than it looks and I am not a detail person, also paper work? No thank you)  I know what I enjoy doing and if I am going to do something boring and thankless, I would rather play to my strengths - which include showing up on time with my phone and a charger and spending the next couple of hours cold calling seventy or so numbers that have been disconnected because no one has landlines anymore, but I do so with a smile and the handful of people who still do have a landline or gave their cell number, I will make sure they are going to vote blue and I will ask if they want to volunteer.

Don't fuck with me. Just let me do what I do, pretty much when I want to do it., don't pressure me or make me feel voluntold. I resent it.

Anyway. I told the girl on the phone, who sounds bossy - that,  I already had been making calls at the HQ and I would be making calls at the HQ on Thursday. She said "Who are you working with?", she had a tone,  I was like "Working with? I don't know! There was a guy there! He had a very nice dog, she said "Nic", "Oh, Yes. Nic! His name was Nic.", She was all "Well, if you already have a relationship with him "... I took a beat here because I was going to say something rude. "No, we don't have a relationship. It's where I went and he was there, he gave me the list." I liked the office downtown better because it was closer to my house".

The new HQ, while further away then I would have chosen for myself,  has better parking and shares that parking lot with a Sonic. I bring my phone and my charger and they give me a pile of paper and somewhere to sit.

"Oh". She said "I'm even further away, in Garner" (too far away, no relationship for you, bye!) But, we should meet. How about Thursday at 4pm" "Um." I said "I have a job, I work until then, and then I am doing phones at the other place at 7pm, I have things to do as well. But sure". Because I am stoopid. Jeebus. There are other days! Friday? Maybe next week? Dumb ass!

She wanted to meet at a coffee shop at 5pm, I gave her one near me, so on Thursday my evening is completely shot, no dog walk as planned, no dinner as scheduled, no time to unwind. Super, can't wait. I don't care whose list I'm on, I'm feeling voluntold already.


Tue, 16 Aug 2016 04:00:28 PDT

Vacation is looming and I have many things to get done and I need to make lists.

Things to do before vacation

1.get a timer set up to water the front deck. to the guy about mowing the yard.
3.get flea meds for the pets
4.get new food for Ace he likes that is also gluten free for Tiny
5.clean out the extra litter box and pick up some litter.

Things To Do

1. empty the dishwasher bank on Thursday
3.mow the yard
4. trim everything in the front.
5.gather the dogs meds, toys, stuff out of the car.
6.gather my meds, toys stuff from put pf the car.


Mon, 15 Aug 2016 04:00:10 PDT

I spent the weekend with the Dixie Chicks. Okay, Friday night, and at great distance, but still, we shared airspace. They rocked! I went with my Mom and we had a great time!There was a cars and or transportation theme in some of the imagesNo Hate in Our State free hats for one and all!The Dixie Chicks as rorschach test, A bigger crowd than I had expected.I enjoyed taking pictures of the crowd., it was very large and mostly female and overwhelmingly white, but that was that was there demographic even back in the day. There were a handful of bro aged guys there and a handful of older men but mostly women and girls.The Prince moment.  :Nothing Compares 2 U", interesting choice, a Sinead O'Conner song, another misunderstood chick singer who was crucified in the press.[...]

Friday Cats Blogging

Fri, 12 Aug 2016 19:39:03 PDT


Fri, 12 Aug 2016 04:00:26 PDT

For your own presense of mind, its a good idea to at least once, to try to break into your own home.  Find your weaknesses, discover your soft spots. If you can find them, you can be certain that They already know where are. This is a really good exercise you should do periodically.If you can get in the house easily, so can everyone else. Worry.If you have to work at it, if you actually end up with some concerns - please note, do not try this if you are alone in the house.I went out the front door to catch my mailbitch. I had mail in the door, clearly visible, she didn't have any mail to drop off so she kept on her route. I ran to stop her, I ran out the front door  with the dog behind me, I told hte dog to stay and ran to catch mailwhore. I caught her and gave her my mail and some side eye for being a bitch. I stopped and spoke with my neighbors.I came back to my house and the front door was much more shut than it was when I ran out of it . Problem. Big Problem.I tried the door. Hard. The door doesn't open. I had thought maybe it was just a little stuck, maybe I could force it open. No. It wasn't a little be swollen, it was a little all the way closed. I didn't go all NYPD Blue "Open it NOW or I'll Take It Down!", because its a nice door. But I gave it a good shoulder and it didn't budge. It wasn't locked by the way, it doesn't need to be locked, if the alarm didn't insist on it, it would be unnecessary. The door is unopenable.SO, this shouldn't be a problem. I have other doors right? and they are locked. I have spare keys right? I keep a set somewhere right? and there is a set in the car right? There was a key outside and then a vender used it and returned it and I never put it back because I'm an idiot, and I do have a spare set in the car, but the car is also  locked.I went to the neighbors, because surely, after fifteen years I have given them a key, I'll just get it from them! Nope! I've never done that. Note to self : Give them a key.Okay. Time to get smarter. Where is the house weak?The house is taller than it looks and the windows are tiny. Its not easy to get in or out of. I'm glad that "they" can't get in, but it's not great that I can't get out.How do I get up to the window I  decided was the weakest link? I went with the wooden spool and thought it was going to be the right height, it wasn't. Too short. If I tried it on its side it was marginally taller, but it was also significantly more rolly. I need not rolly and taller. I have chairs in  the yard! I stood a chair on the spool and I was in business. I get on the chair and haul myself up to the window and  I discovered that a screen moves up and down, I didn't know that, which was very helpful because I thought I was going to have to snap it off..I also thought that the window opened far wider than it actually does. It doesn't open very wide at all! No where near wide enough for an adult person to get through - which is , good ... but I needed to get in they house!I still hadn't grasped that I wasn't going to get through the window. It took bit of struggling. And then I saw my purse. Whats in my purse? KEYS! tried to reach my purse but couldn't reach it, I looked around to see if there was a reach-ie thing and found a sprayer that had been in my way when I was still thinking I was going to climb in the window, and I was in business!I went fishing for my purse and caught it!  And my keys weren't in it! No keys! God Damn It! Where are my Keys! And then I saw them! On the stove top! Why are they there? That's not where keys belong! They could have been knocked to the f[...]

Air Horn Orchestra Week 18

Thu, 11 Aug 2016 04:00:26 PDT

Do you know when someone is a vegan? because they TELL you. No one is  a secret vegan. Its 100% your business, you need to know no matter what, under all circumstances.[...]


Wed, 10 Aug 2016 04:00:07 PDT

The Toe is continuing on its journey of self discovery. It seems to have fallen into a toe coma. It doesn't get better, it doesn't get worse, unless I stubb it or the dog steps on it or I drop something on it...  I need to keep the shoe on it.

Today I tried  a new thing, I wore a sock for the first time. Toe didn't like it at first, but it adjusted and seemed to be okay with the change. I need the sock because the shoe is chafes a little and I do not need a blister.

I like the swimming, the swimming is great, but I already know the women,, er, girls, lets be real here, gymnasts won the gold, can we just watch that? Come on! I'm down with the swimmers but I think I'd rather watch the US win gold on the ground, doing something I can actually see.


Micheal Phelps just won gold number 20.

He's a machine.  If smoking pot makes you that kind achieving machine I think we have it all wrong. I mean, damn. Let the man light up , he seems to be a pretty intense guy, if he needs to self medicate to unclench, let him unclench. He doesn't need to go for the gold every day.

Oh. The plumber came, he saw, he corrected! I paid him about the same as the bill I could not afford to pay the city, but now I won't have a repeat of it next month and I have a much nicer kitchen faucette than I would have provided for myself, if it had been left up to me, nicer and without the constant leak. My toilet upstairs is silent and for the first time in months, at rest.


Tue, 09 Aug 2016 04:00:16 PDT

My plan for the evening was to soak my foot and watch the games, I was also supposed to go to my calisthenics class because its Monday and Monday is Calisthenics Day. I am growing to like calisthenics day because it makes me feel like I am getting in better shape. And then I miss a couple of weeks.

I was so going! I dressed out, I fed the dog early! But then it rained. Really hard. And thundered, a lot. And we do the class outside, or under a overhang and I just... my toe was throbbing...

I thought I was better than this. I really was planing on going and I even dressed out! It wasn't until it got black and the thunder started rolling and I know they have my email and they could text... But the class must have gone on. Sadly, without me, for the second week in a row. Next week, I'll be there, with a toe that isn't throbbing. And by that time I was dozing on the couch with dog, who was so sound asleep he didn't notice he was sharing the couch, normally he doesn't like sharing, he considers it to be very unfair, I thought it was lovely, and it was really pouring hard and the thunder was rolling and I was drowsy - I blame the antibiotic, and the dog was warm...

Instead of furiously doing sit ups. I powered cleaned my kitchen and upstairs bathroom because the minor irritating running toilet problem I was trying to pretend was not a problem was a very real problem that went being a little issue to a huge issue when I opened my water bill and suffered a TIA. I had to call the city first thing this morning and tell them that there was really no way that I was going to be able to pay their bill and that we were going to have to set up some sort of payment plan because yeah, no way.

And we did. They were shockingly cooperative.

My plumber was also shocking cooperative  about coming to fix the problems, which is why I was subject to the pop  house cleaning. I can send his bill to city and they will credit it to my bill. I told you, shockingly cooperative.


Mon, 08 Aug 2016 04:00:16 PDT

And what are you doing? I am watching the Olympics. I've been watching a lot of Olympics, I've been resting my toe and staying out of the heat. The dog doesn't really miss the daily walks because he doesn't like the heat at all and I have the exercise bike to keep me moving. This will be a short time break as the dog does not have an exerbike and he does need to keep moving,

For my part I mowed both yards with a manual push mower and got the jobs done. I didn't vacuum anything and I should have, but I just didn't feel like it.I felt like watching TV, I blame the antibiotic.

I am very excited that they are finally showing something I want to watch - no disrespect to volleyball, bike race, soccer game,  or anything that does not take place in a pool, a gymnastics event or a track field.

I like the divers. I was annoyed with the Chinese synchronized divers because they only spoke about the one diver and talked about how amazing she was and great her form was. There were TWO OF THEM and they moved TOGETHER. Why was she the amazing part of the team? I was confused. They were both perfect. Much, much more perfect than any of the other competitors by a long shot.

Go US swimmer who had a baby and came back and won a bronze! Go you!

And speaking of Female athletes that are playing their Woman Card -  how about that 41 year old gymnast? at 41 she's not just still running herself through her paces at a gym, puttering around to keep herself in some sort of shape, shes competing againts teenagers and not just at little regional meets, shes competing at the OLYMPICS. That means she out performs other gymnasts, all of whom are decades younger than she is at the international level. She is a machine.

Friday Cat Blogging

Fri, 05 Aug 2016 11:00:16 PDT

Toe 3 - The Toe-ening

Fri, 05 Aug 2016 04:00:01 PDT

Today was a very big day : I walked at lunch and after work, I walked the dog.

I had to walk to the dog, I was going to walk the dog if I had to do it in a hover round, he hadn't had a walk since Sunday and he was making me crazy. Weims do not have hobbies and they don't meditate. Weims are land sharks, they keep moving or they get ugly.

Rocket was getting very unattractive.

I didn't want to over do the walking, I walked a short bit at lunch and did well, but I don't want to anger the toe and cause it to have a relapse or whatever, so instead of  going on our full walk, I drove about half way down Hargett and walked to downtown. It was a good plan and it worked out. We got our walk and the toe was pleased.

Toe needs a lot of hand holding. I soak it and change the dressing twice a day and diligently wear the shoe - that I have had to Macgyver into usefulness, it is now stapled because it didn't come with working velcro. Make that work - non-functional velcro . . it kept popping open and getting loose and that was very frustrating .

But I fixed it, it isn't as tight as I might like, but its popping open  randomly either, another piece of good news, my tetanus shot site no longer hurts! Whee! I can move at will again! Its a beautiful day!

The safe-for-work version of toe, I have tape on the toe next to it because it gets chaffed from the dressing.

Air horn Orchestra week 17 #loud

Thu, 04 Aug 2016 04:00:26 PDT