I’m officially going to kill the JATC blog as it simply lacks relevance anymore. Beth the Web Goddess has commandeered flywithmedesigns.com for me and is in the process (between race meets, lure courses, and her real job) of formatting and moving “stuff” to that location. I anticipate that flywithmedesigns.com will be the homebase for my [...]
Hang on, before I start this, I need to run to the bookshelf…
…okay, I’m back. I have with me The Complete Works of William Shakespeare, a copy that is older than I am, as it lacks an ISBN number. Although old and undated, I’m pretty sure things haven’t changed much. Romeo and Juliet are still [...]
Completely unsure of myself today. I don’t know what to write. Some days that happens. I don’t worry too much anymore. It’s a peaceful day here at the zoo. Everyone is appropriately housed and exercised. Love my zoo. But I still dream of that Aegean Island. It is an idyllic and unlikely dream. And it [...]
Yesterday the cats, or the dogs brought in a frog. Bats, chickadees, frogs, whatever. (Actually, on my re-read, it occurs that we’re collecting the recipe for MacBeth’s witches brew). As long as they don’t bring in a possum (Travis Whippet tried when I lived in Bellingham). Since I was unsure if it was injured, I [...]
My two weekly periodical subscriptions arrived on schedule this weekend. US Weekly and The New Yorker. I’m now aware that a California coyote ate Jessica Simpson’s Malti-poo for lunch, and in apropos juxtaposition, that the new “it” pet for suburbanites legally allowed, is the chicken. Really, the only point in that sentence was to see [...]
Saturday’s Miscellaneous Unfiltered Comments:
The Skull of the Unknown Mammal found a home in a Kerr canning jar from Ben Franklin (the only place where you can buy ONE canning jar rather than a dozen. When I need a dozen canning jars for rotting animal corpses it will be time to move to Montana.
Turning on the [...]
My beloved six-month old laptop is scheduled for euthanasia today. I must box it up, and send it back to Dell. If it would fit, I’d put it in the White House Black Market box that boded so ill for the shoe and the chickadee. If I didn’t have to send it to Dell, I’d [...]
Remember I said the chickadees would be with us all winter if I didn’t forget to feed them? True, but they also need to develop some sort of survival sense. Just because they get free food doesn’t mean they somehow magically ascended to the top of the food chain.
Case in point. I was minding my [...]
It must be fall. The sun is shining but nothing ever gets actually dry. The whippet boys would LIKE to go out and lay in the sun, but the wet grass has them demanding their lawyers and threatening class action lawsuits on behalf of wussy male whippets everywhere. The T-girl, raised in Minnesota, could care [...]
It’s almost official – Fall has returned to Snohomish. My first clue was waking up to Noah-worthy rainfall, my second was that everyone I know spent the day at the Husky – USC football game, and is probably going to catch pneumonia.
I love this season. I’d give it a big sloppy kiss if I could. [...]