• pet stuff - photo post

    Welcome home, Calypso!

    So apparently we’ve both lost our minds, because we’ve just adopted a baby kitten. A baby baby kitten, she’s only about 3 weeks old. Meet Calypso! (photo credit: JustOrb) She is so tiny. You’d think, however, that she was much bigger if you heard her yelling. All the other cats look huge to me now, even skinny George. <grin> I’ll have some better pictures later, of course, once we’re all settled in. So far the other brats aren’t too bent out of shape, but that’s probably ’cause we’re keeping them separate for now. There’s been some hissing, and Jake got…

  • books

    Don't try this at home

    I finished The Gathering Storm this weekend. It was absolutely fantastic. I was drawn completely in, down to gasping and whimpering as events unfolded. It was a major rush, and I can’t wait for the last two (for reals, yo) books to come out. Pure bliss. Major kudos to Brandon Sanderson – he pulled it off beautifully. In other news, I tried to electrocute myself last Wednesday. Took out half a wall and 3 computers in the lab at school – talk about embarrassing. So, I was going to work on my project write up, using Pages, which means using…

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    Update, of a sort.

    Update in bulleted form: Reading! The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose around the alabaster spire known as the White Tower. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning. Having read #1 – #11 of…

  • meta

    META CRAP

    Site looks like crap because I’m waiting on a wordpress upgrade. Had to disable all plugins according to GoDaddy. Anyway, no idea how long it will take. I’m really getting sick of very little control over this site. Guess I need to look into hosting options again. Bleh.

  • pet stuff

    Pandora (1994-2009)

    PandoraFebruary 1994 – 08/08/2009 Sometime yesterday morning we lost Pandora. We knew it was a matter of time since the suspicion of liver cancer found last November, but it still took us by surprise. She had gone through a few days of not eating much, but had been doing much better. Necropsy showed that there were definitely tumors in her liver, which had hemorrhaged. Pandora was the last of our pre-relationship cats: Rob got her from a shelter when he was in grad school. She was always a grumpy cat, but when she felt like it she was very affectionate.…

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    Hot Damn.

    Remember way back in the election frenzy that meme going around about donating to Planned Parenthood in Sarah Palin’s name? I just got a letter from Planned Parenthood today: In response to the anonymous email message circulated back in September during the presidential campaign, urging people to donate to Planned Parenthood in honor of Gov. Sarah Palin, Planned Parenthood (nationally) has received about $1 million from 40,000 donors. Locally we received over 275 gifts totaling close to $5000! Thank you so much for supporting Planned Parenthood! Fuck yeah.

  • books - pet stuff

    Who says cats are graceful?

    Who says cats are graceful? They must have some massive PR budget, because my cats, at least, are decidedly not graceful. Proof lies in the tale I’m about to relate. OK, take a look at this picture. This is an old picture; now there is another bookcase along the wall between the light and dark bookcases. It fits snugly – the corners of the book cases meet, creating a square behind them that is blocked off. Nothing is there, can’t get to it. The plastic containers on top of the bookcase aren’t there any more, but the monkey with the…

  • pet stuff

    Things I love, morning edition

    Flannel sheets Heated mattress pads Melatonin Snuggly cats Snuggly husband1 Melatonin dreams are pretty rad, too. Sleeeeep. Wondrous sleep. 1Added due to severe pouting. Silly husband, he should know he’s always on the list! <grin>

  • pet stuff

    Sweet George

    I’m sitting at my computer desk, trying to wake up. George comes up to my leg with his remarkably tiny meowsqueak and demands to be picked up. He collapses on my arm against my neck purring madly. I croon his name and he throws his head back to look at me upside down. I hope he never outgrows this. Originally published at Jen’s Corner. You can comment here or there.