Friday, January 1, 2010

Bear with me people...

Is there anything more boring than talking about switching blog platforms??? Probably not, so I'll keep it short. I'm finally switching to tumblr to make Sussy happy. Not really, but she, for reasons I am still not sure of, tried to get me to switch to tumblr months ago, going so far as to get my page up for me herself. I left it there to DIE people. But no longer! She will live again!! (My blog, not Sussy. She remains alive. I'm assuming. I haven't talked to her in a couple weeks.) Why? Well let me bore you. At this point so many people are on tumblr it's easier to reblog other tumblrs which I want to do often. Also I intend to get a smartphone at some point in my life and it will be easier to post pix from there. And the biggest reason of all, I can post music! I'm sure there is some way to do that here but it convoluted and confusing. I didn't think I'd write this much about it!

REgardless, go on over there! Have a good time!

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Those ambivalent to cats divert your eyes!

My beloved 18.5 year old cat Oakley passed away four weeks ago. I haven't written about it because I feel like whatever I say won't do him justice. But I feel like I need to say something. So at the risk of minimizing him, I'm not only going to blog about him, but I'm going to bullet point at least some of why he was so awesome. I realize that no one will probably find this interesting enough to read all of, but I'm going to indulge myself with this post! So here we go, guys!

1. He was the most polite cat I've ever met. He literally would wait his turn to eat. If another one of our cats was eating he would back up a few feet, sit down on his haunches and look around a bit, passing time while the other cat ate. When they were finished he would take his turn. It was kind of heartbreaking, but adorable. If he went outside and we didn't let him in right away he would just sit at the door and wait patiently, occasionally give a meow, but nothing to disturb anyone too much. Everyone else came first for Oakley.

2. In spite of his polite demeanor, he didn't take crap from no one; yet he still did it politely. He was the only cat I've ever known to slap on the hand---no claws. It really felt like a human was slapping me. He rarely did it, but if he was afraid (he was abused prior to my having him so he didn't like it when I raised my hand over his head which I never did intentionally!) I would get two quick slaps on the hand. Our house is a veritable way station for homeless cats, so there have been many a cat that has gone through here before finding their permanent home. Oakley welcomed them all, but if they ever got aggressive he let them know who was boss. Not by fighting, just his little quick slaps and they got the message.

3. He was also the only cat I've known who grew emotionally. Yes, that's ridiculous! But also true! Because of his early abuse he was borderline feral when I got him at 7 months. The last few years he really came into his own and became much less skittish. The last year or so he was like a regular cat. Brett had said when he met him that he wished for Oakley that he could feel safe (and have opposable thumbs. Why opposable thumbs? I think so he could play the piano, I'm not sure.). And he truly did seem like he felt safe and happy this last year. Opposable thumbs not withstanding.

I'm lucky to have known him all those years and I'm going to miss him for the rest of mine.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

One thing about 2009.

I know a lot of people had a terrible year, or at least I keep hearing that everyone is eager for 2009 to be over. Maybe they say it every year and I just don't notice it as much. But 2009 was a pretty amazing year for me. It was the year I met Clyde. I know that is super sappy, but sometimes the truth is really sappy, people. That kid rejuvenated me and kind of brought me to life in a way I didn't even know I needed to be brought to life. And it makes me a little sad that the year he was born will be remembered as a bad year, but maybe it won't. Maybe time will go on and people will forget and it won't be part of the consciousness that 2009 sucked. I wish for everyone that 2009 made them feel how Clyde makes me feel, and how Curious George makes Clyde feel.

(And P.S. of course I love Harper just as much but I met her in 2006!)

Saturday, December 19, 2009


This is from the latest episode. I LOVE IT. It's Ron Sexsmith and Elvis doing a version of Everyday I Write the Book. Actually doing Ron Sexsmith's version of it. It's awwwwwwesome y'all. If you like that sort of thing. (Awesomeness.) But what has happened to my Elvis? Is he sick?? He's lost so much weight and it looks sickly, not healthy! I'm worried. Now go enjoy this.

I love this show. Elvis made me even like Bono. This sounds pretentious when I repeat it, but Bono was talking about seeing a band that had a very intimate show even in a large arena and he said, "Intimacy is the new punk rock. It's the thing that makes me stop in my tracks now." I love that! Intimacy is bold and scary whether it's in music or the rest of life. I like the idea of it being bad ass like punk rock. I still don't like U2 though! I'll hold on to that, don't worry!

Monday, December 14, 2009

Saturday, December 12, 2009

I'LL say!

I saw this movie a couple nights ago. Brett and I had a good laugh about how awful it would be, but how I was going to watch it anyway. Hahaha! Get outta here you, I said to Brett, I'm going to watch this bad movie, you! Well, joke's on me, kids! Not only did I like a lot of it, I LOVED parts of it. I would even watch those parts again? Yes, I would. They were funny parts! Who doesn't want to watch funny parts twice?? Fine. I know everyone thinks they have a good sense of humor but I can't argue with the facts. Turns out Housesitter wasn't an anomaly. I just can't be trusted in the humor department. Goodbye, I'm going to watch Seems Like Old Times for the 128th time!