In memorium

Some, if not all, of you know that my cat Shadow (aka Kitty, aka Grittain, aka Gritty Kitty) died about two weeks ago on Wednesday, May 14. He had been on medication for the past five years or so for his liver, which suffered from some unknown aliment. Recently, that turned into cancer. He lost about 4 pounds over the course of a month or two, which made him kitten-cute, if a little pathetic.

He was fourteen years old.

I hope you all have fond memories of him (e.g. space cat). He was a part of our friend group and he loved you all. 

I miss him so much. Thank you for your sympathy.

Here is a poem by Carl Sandburg in memorium, called "Fog":

THE fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.

oh, hello!

Haay guyz,

You know, with this "working from home" business I've become a recluse of sorts, up there with J.D. Salinger in terms of guests and manners and so forth. Most days I don't leave my house, except maybe to go on a Nature Walk or a Neighborhood Walk or to chase the Feisty Robin that lives in our front yard around. I usually wear sweatpants and a tank top and a sweater or sweatshirt. Sexy stuff! I've essentially forgotten how to put makeup on, and now stare at pictures of girls in intricate eyeliner and think, "Jesus Christ how does anyone want to do that or have time to do that or a place to go where that's appropriate?" But again, I work from home. Shoes have become a novelty item for me, let alone fancy eye-makeup.

Going to the grocery store has become a seriously exciting event (i'm not kidding). I went to a party on Saturday night and spent about one hour getting dressed. There's a lot of pressure on my "Leaving the House" outfits, you know.

What else (besides the fucking grocery store) am I excited about these days?

I'm considering getting bangs like this:



I have a crush on these shoes:



Matt just bought this album on actual vinyl and it rules rules rules:



We just tried these vegan nuggets and they ARE, in fact, surprisingly yummy:



And they're made of MUSHROOMS! Yes!

Why? Frightened Rabbit

So I am pretty addicted to these two bands as of lately. check em out and I will post my almighty music that was huge when we were in middle school post when I have more time.

WHY? - Song of the Sad Assasin



Frightened Rabbits - Heads Roll

Crows.

The Common Cold

Happy mother's day! I've been sick for the past week. Here's a poem about it by Ogden Nash:


Common Cold

Go hang yourself, you old M.D.!
You shall not sneer at me.
Pick up your hat and stethoscope,
Go wash your mouth with laundry soap;
I contemplate a joy exquisite
I'm not paying you for your visit.
I did not call you to be told
My malady is a common cold.

By pounding brow and swollen lip;
By fever's hot and scaly grip;
By those two red redundant eyes
That weep like woeful April skies;
By racking snuffle, snort, and sniff;
By handkerchief after handkerchief;
This cold you wave away as naught
Is the damnedest cold man ever caught!

Give ear, you scientific fossil!
Here is the genuine Cold Colossal;
The Cold of which researchers dream,
The Perfect Cold, the Cold Supreme.
This honored system humbly holds
The Super-cold to end all colds;
The Cold Crusading for Democracy;
The Führer of the Streptococcracy.

Bacilli swarm within my portals
Such as were ne'er conceived by mortals,
But bred by scientists wise and hoary
In some Olympic laboratory;
Bacteria as large as mice,
With feet of fire and heads of ice
Who never interrupt for slumber
Their stamping elephantine rumba.

A common cold, gadzooks, forsooth!
Ah, yes. And Lincoln was jostled by Booth;
Don Juan was a budding gallant,
And Shakespeare's plays show signs of talent;
The Arctic winter is fairly coolish,
And your diagnosis is fairly foolish.
Oh what a derision history holds
For the man who belittled the Cold of Colds!

Once again, so glad I'm from Mass.

When you love Church and the Princess Bride as much as these folks do can you expect any other results?

Dunt Mesh Fifth Texas

I'm so glad I'm from Massachusetts. This is frightening.

God I love the BBC

Here's their headline: Great tits cope well with warming

Unfortunatly the store is not as interesting as its headline.

You guys think my robot obsession is weird...

... listen to this guy talk about finding microscopic life on Mars.

I think there are a few holes, if not exactly in his reasoning, certianly in ommission of possibilities.

Jesus's 2nd coming in about seven years...

I'm wager that this won't be the case.... any takers?

So Awesome... So Bleak...

Five experiments indicating humanity is doomed.

want:

The BBC's gift for understatement

The best evidence for the BBC's gift for understatement can be found in this headline:

Austria cellar man 'mentally ill'

The article is actually about the defense attorney pleading diminished capacity as opposed to an argument against those who feel that imprisoning your own daughter in a basement for twenty some odd years and repeatedly raping her (in the process father a half dozen kids by her) is *not* a sign of mental illness.

fancy claps

matt and i just bought our tickets to the wolf parade show! go buy yours at evil ticketmaster!!! let's go together and drink and be merry! august 2nd! the paradise yo!

That's so L33+

I bet Matt thinks he can teach kids French better than their parents just because he has a degree in it and has studied it.

The issue boils down to who has the right to call themselves Lesbians.

Is it gay women, or the 100,000 people living on Greece's third biggest island?

wait, what?

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/7376919.stm