Idle Thoughts and Other Comments
Random ramblings from a curmudgeon spanning two millenia.
An extended family living in a duplex with a huge garden, greenhouse, maker shop and photography studio can lead to a lot of unusual happenings.
There’s lots of things during this time of year that get in the way of writing. Too much activity during the holiday for one. That one stemmed from Snowball getting two weeks off from school. The plethora of freshly prepared food and constant creation of assorted maker things kept grabbing my already short attention span. […]
The first and most used of the Let’s-Get-The-Family-Together holidays is over. In our case it was fairly painless as most of the family has moved to warmer climates. And they filled me with envy when I looked out the window and saw eight inches of ‘White Christmas’ covering everything Christmas Eve. But we still have enough family nearby to easily fill a living room.
I never complain too loudly about any family get-together because the house does get totally cleaned. I’ve never really understood the reason for house cleaning solely as part of a special occasion. It’s not like anyone would have a problem with our day-to-day lifestyle during a visit. We don’t dress up especially to visit family so I guess we dress up the house instead.
And another thing the bugs me about holidays is why it seems we need to use them as a reason to go see family. During the visit you can count on someone saying, “It’s been too long.” or “My how you’ve grown.” Jeez, people you only live five or ten miles away. It’s not like any one still has to hitch up the horses to the sleigh to get over here. Make a tradition of breaking tradition and visit on a regular basis.
The best part of this holiday being over is being able to watch TV and not seeing commercials with some car dealer forcing their kids to say “Have a Merry Christmas” in unison in an attempt to endear us enough to go in buy a car from them. “Hey Frank Ford, get your kids off my lawn!”
That’s only a partial list of why I’m glad the holidays are over. I’m sure I could complain some more but I try not to do that with my mouth full. So I’m gonna go now and have some more leftovers.
Snowball spent Sunday making crystals for a line of jewelry she will be selling soon. While setting up her stuff in the kitchen, she unplugged a carbon-monoxide sensor. It has a battery backup so not a big deal. Until three in the morning when it started that infernal high pitched beeping. The detector never got plugged back in and the battery died. […]
You know the cartoons I’m talking about. They start with the Road Runner running down the highway. The bird goes “Beep beep!” as it runs past the Coyote. The Coyote gets an idea and sends away to Acme, A Company that Makes Everything. Moments later a package arrives followed with furious hammering, sawing and sanding by the Coyote until a new, road runner-trapping method is born which is invariably unsuccessful. […]
I haven’t been around to post lately because I had a slight accident. The vet suggested that I should write about the trauma. Since the word catharsis starts with cat, I agreed.
As far as my apes know I just showed up one Sunday morning with a weird looking eye and a lot of coughing. I know what I did and I’m not telling. After all I am a cat and I don’t make mistakes. I meant to do it. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. […]