funk. bagpipes.

there is some serious funk happening in my side yard, and for a change i don’t think my garbage is to blame. there’s decidedly some CAT PEEEEEE. and something else, kind of perfumey. like someone is dumping scented cat litter nearby? i can’t spot a culprit, and i’m using feline pine these days, which is fragrance fee. also, mo no longer produces full power pee (i’m sure you wanted to know).

and then i forgot to take out the trash this morning, which i had planned to do because i knew if i didn’t, it would produce some serious funk, which it is.

just as randomly, there were people playing bagpipes out in front of the high school i drive by on my way home from work. they sounded really good. it’s an arts magnet so there’s often something happening there, but this is definitely the first time i’ve witnessed babpipery.

the last remaining link to “she hates my futon”

don’t ask me what made me think of craig mitchell’s popular but never finished novella, “she hates my futon”, but i did.

his site (either or is gone, although a parking service claims that was abandoned relatively recently.

aaaanyway, the novella in all its unfinished glory lives on thanks to the internet wayback machine.

“she hates my futon”:

come, read it, be frustrated like many others that it was abandoned many years ago. sigh.

good kitty!

moses’ red blood cell count is up 10% since we started the epogen treatment a week ago. the vet says this is an unusually strong and fast response to the treatment– and a very good thing.

the goal is to get it up another 10-15% and then we can try tapering off the medication.


That’s what the owner of Firefly said to me when I brought a pair of beautiful but painful shoes back to the store just after Christmas last year.

That’s what I’m saying after the mail she sent out yesterday.

“Firefly is moving to…. the virtual world. At least for the time being, I’ll be selling shoes on my website only.”

She’s put everything on sale until Sunday, including all of her furnishings.

paint tired

i guess i worked for about five hours on the massive painting project. between the room itself and all the furniture i’m painting to go in it, i think i’m maybe a third of the way through what i need to do. i suspected it would take longer than the weekend and now i’m sure it will. that’s fine; i’ll get the bulk of it done this weekend and that will motivate me to finish it completely.

moses seems to have bounced back after his bad morning yesterday. he was being really cute and wanting to wrestle and stuff this afternoon, which always makes me feel reassured that he’s feeling okay. he got me pretty good a couple of times, too. i figure he can’t be feeling that bad if he can still move that fast.

anyway, now i’m really tired. i got all cleaned up (i have to admit, i took a shower that lasted more than four minutes. does that mean i don’t get to shower tomorrow?) and i think i’m going to get some chinese takeout and relax with one of the netflixen that have been languishing in my living room for some weeks now.

tomorrow the ladder work begins. ugh.

it was a dark and stormy night!

last night i think we got a pretty good rain, because i had a nightmare that water was pouring out of cracks in my living room ceiling, that the most recent repair caused even worse problems.

i am watching iron chef america: battle apple, and i swear karine bakoum is botoxed all to hell. she can barely make a facial expression. this is the first time i can recall actually noticing something like that, and it’s very strange.

in the department of moses department, he was behaving strangely this morning– didn’t come for breakfast, but ate okay after i carried him into the kitchen– and dr. c was obviously concerned that the anemia had gotten even worse, to the point where it was obviously kicking his butt. i could be wrong but i think he gave him an extra large dose of the epigen this morning. anyway, moses is back into perkyland tonight so either the epigen is starting to work (would it really be that fast? i dunno) or it was a temporary effect.

and in other news, i’ll be painting all fucking weekend. in fact i should be painting right now instead of blogging, watching iron chef and eating milanos. but hey. i’ll be painting all fucking weekend, so i get a little break right now.


the enormity of the bookcase/back bedroom project is coming home to me. i cleaned the bookcases today and tried to remove all the cabinet doors. some of the hinges did not want to come off, however, and it looks like some of the screws have already been stripped. add to the sheer surface area to paint the fact that they have to stay outside until both they and the room are done, i’m increasingly nervous about rain and the amount of time the project is taking.

and in the unnecessary delay department, i discovered last night that the nbeast web site is dead. well, the important parts are, anyway. all the pages– like registration– that touch a mysql database are popping up errors like crazy. my host just upgraded a whole slew of things at once– PHP, BSD, and other stuff. they confirm that this could be the reason but offer no real help in resolving the problems. it’s three weeks before the event, and i have to hold off on some promotion i was going to do until i have registration operational again.

so that means that instead of making progress on the back bedroom, i need to spend tonight fixing the nbeast site.

meanwhile, work has been pretty interesting this week. we went live with a new version of the intranet home page yesterday, and then today we changed it for the day to have some fun with Talk Like A Pirate Day. i think the overall response to both was positive, but there were detractors for both and one person really had a meltdown over the TLAPD stuff. i don’t want to go into detail about work stuff and it was really my manager who bore the brunt of the bad stuff, but it has been a stressful couple of days.

moses received his first dose of Epogen today. this is a replacement hormone that we hope will stimulate red blood cell production and alleviate his anemia, which is the most life-threatening condition that he has right now. he seems to be handling it okay, his appetite is crazy good and he seems pretty perky tonight. the vet said it can take from 2-8 weeks to ramp up though so it may be quite a while before we know if it’s really going to work. in the mean time, he gets the shots three times a week at the vet’s office and we do a blood test once a week, and i guess we hope it starts working before he needs a transfusion.

at $36 a pop, the shots aren’t cheap, and then add in the weekly blood tests and… yeah. i was right to take my financial situation seriously and i’m glad i’ve already done as much as i have to keep myself out of a credit card hole.

however, i haven’t done much toward selling the convertible, which is going to be my financial silver bullet. i haven’t even washed it or taken it to the body shop for an estimate. i just haven’t had time, and i suspect i’ll be making another car payment before it’s all said and done.

so anyway, i guess i should stop complaining and start working on the nbeast web site. yeah.


a most irritating morning. a missed morning, actually– no shower, no breakfast, and i was still late to work. i tried to get bpal packages to the post office, but the line was out the door. and i felt less than awake all day.

so i should get more done in the back bedroom tonight, or go to the store and get paint, but eh.