For years I’ve been warning you about the dangers and futility of social media. I have t-shirts in my shop, some of them the very first designs, that talk about what is really the product in the Facebook world. Finally the truth has come out – read about it in mainstream media – and for some reason you are all surprised that you and all the personal information that you posted have been used as the product.Continue reading “Will You Be Assimilated?”
Happy first day of spring everybody. Despite what the groundhog may have predicted for your area, in my backyard the equinox is bringing with it cold rain and wintry mix. But even though I’ve been bitching loud and long about winter, I have a confession. Spring has been hanging out in my backyard the whole time.Continue reading “Where Spring Spends The Off Season”
This is about the time of year when I’ve had enough of winter. As I was shoveling close to half a foot of snow off the drive yesterday I realized I’d lost count of the number of times I’ve shoveled. Not to mention the countless car windows I’ve scraped and frozen car doors I’ve worked loose. Then I walk out this morning and adding insult to injury, mother nature decided to spit one more over night inch on all my work from yesterday.
Enough already! Each year we celebrate the coming of spring with Snowball’s birthday in April. I told her I would buy her I nice gift if we could just get this winter crap over and have spring. Looks like she’s still out of luck for a little while.
I haven’t seen my cell mate Roswell since Thursday. I’ve been looking all over the Homestead and he is nowhere to be found.
I noticed the past week he was having trouble breathing sometimes. He was tired all the time and complaining to me that his chest hurt. But like a usual, stoic feline he tried not to let the apes see that anything was wrong. Then Wednesday it was so hard for him to catch his breath that one of the apes noticed he was breathing through his mouth. I’m sure that’s why they got his travel cage out and took him away Thursday morning.
Both of us have occasionally been trapped in a travel cage and taken to the lady in the white coat to be poked and tortured. Though in the past we always got to come home in a couple of hours. This time seems different. The apes came home without Roswell and all of them have had tears in their eyes for a couple of days.
I don’t think Roswell is coming back. The thought of him not being around makes me sad too. He could be a pain in the ass sometimes but through it all he was a good companion, teacher and friend. We will all miss him.