Hello FellowTravelers!
Laptops should not be confused with basket or tennis balls and as laptops do not repeatedly bounce when repeatedly knocked to a hard surface which I have apparently tested on more than one laptop. They break! Luckily, (Thanks Mom!), this latest laptop was still under warranty so it's been shipped off-to the oomputer hospital. Until my laptop gets delivered I figured out another device I could communicate with using a modification or two. So after purchasing a keyboard, I'm back! I was "off the grid" for a few days, but thanks to my son's i-Pad (and my fabulous mother-in-law who gave him-the i-Pad) I can once again assault friends and strangers alike! Yippee Skippee!
Remember "The Miracle Worker"? The part where Annie Sullivan (Anne Bancroft) finally gets Helen Keller to make the water connection? My son only has a few chores to do. He feeds a small group of feral cats has for years. He is also responsible for caring/feeding our cat, Isobel, with myself and Patient Spouse taking on a more supporting role. Predictably, my 13 year old's interests and enthusiasm extend primarily to feeding and patting the cat. Cleaning her litterbox? Not so much. Gross, but necessary. Like other things in life
The cat has been daintily vomitting (oddly enough, exclusively in the guys'bathroom! Bonus!) which prompts the PS to start muttering ominously about "putting her down," I mean,I-totally get his point -I mean,who needs that? Really?
I'm busy juggling chainsaws. If my men want a pet they have to care for the pet.
So, I had this idea if I could get my son to visualize the connection between a clean litterbox=healthier cat, he'd do a good job. but I'm no Annie Sullivan and my son is no Helen Keller. Ms. Sullivan and
Ms. Keller would clean the box! Being blind has nothing to do with it. And you know I would never lower myself to either listening to or telling a HK joke. Because they're not funny. Not remotely.
But my thinking that kitty litter could be a liie-changing tool is pretty ridiculous. Although I've heard cat littler is very useful. Oh well, speaking of ridiiculous, I was waiting seemingly forever at the dentist's office (it only seemed like forever,it wasn't actually, it was more like ten minutes. Having so little time I refuse to waste big chunks of time waiting for anything anymore) and in walked a trendar patient who reconfirmed my general disdain for anything trendy-and my particular aversion to gladiator sandals. And these were an especially offensive pair!
If you are not familiar with the classic G.. Sandal,they are hilarious because they look like a black boot gone horribly wrong. Is it a sandal? Is it a boot? We don't know! We'll never know! The pair that this chick was rocking were high-heeled, cut out at the toes to show off her pedi and were at least two sizes too small. Her entire outfit was styled around these awful shoes! (Or boots or whatever) I mean this person really looked like a bee. A well-dressed bee, to be sure, but a bee, nonetheless. Now in 2014 the Gladiator Sandal was scaled back, lighter colored, lighterweight, less confused.
But back in the days of '11? These "shoes" were new on the scene-and made every female,every celebrity shorter, heavier and ruined any outfit they were paired with. I have made many fashion faux paux in my day (mostly in the 80's,I mean who didn't?) but it's always been my policy to avoid fashion that's more confused than I am. Needless to say my co-waiter was wearing the-earlier design.
And I could tell she didn't feel like a bee at all! In fact,she-thought she looked hot! Maybe even smokin'! Dumpy? Desperate? Also words that leap to mind. (Oh come on! Those shoes were holding on for dear life!) At the dentist's? Why? Apart from amusing me.
PS-A special note to a four-legged fellow traveler, Boomer, whose tolerating both cancer and chemo. Poor baby! He's such a good boy! Cancer blows. Maybe I sound like Captain Obvious, but it bears repeating, especially for those who can't speak,like Boomer. My love to Mary & Mike, (Boomer's parents),I know you're doing all you can for the boy.
My high school friend, now many years the astrologer Henry Seltzer of Astrograph.com, says mercury is retrograde. So everything goes wrong. Well, my car electrical/alternator died, the new EMR software upgrade this week at the office had us all going crazy with rebooting and password problems, so maybe there's something to it? Our cat Sonja, an outdoor but pampered (own little doghouse, heater, covered breezeway) has the kitty litter figured out: when the gardener put redwood chips all over the garden for filler, goodbye catbox! She wouldn't touch a catbox again. To our horrow, now we have to search for her current dumping places with a shovel...
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