Eyes round with shock, staring in amazement.You left lint in a bed? And survived to tell of it? Please share the name of those life saving treats for us other slaves who might want to dodge a well deserved death.
Thanks, human vs cat stories are always so predictable, but often rather entertaining. Missy didn’t mind the dish towel on the counter, so it spent the night there. She is still fixing things as soon as Karen has left the room, though.
Now, OTOH, my world did just go a little sideways. As is well known, my BB is an evil oil guy and I am involved. One of the reasons I fell in love with my BB is that he is a very kind and generous man. He honestly cares about critters and humans and puts a lot of money where is mouth is. One of the reasons he is gone so much is because he spends a few days at each job a month so he can see how his crews are living and if they need improvements. He actually inspects the porta potties to be sure that they are cleaned and all on a regular basis because he feels that his crew members are human beings who deserve to shit somewhere decent.
He has always been a stanch Republican and directed rather substantial company donations to Republican politicians he felt would best care for his business. I have never understood the dichotomy, but accepted it as part of the man I love.
Tonight, when we were filling out our voter registrations forms because we had moved, he registered as Independent.
I keep chicken livers for the Kitty bosses. It usually buys me time to hide in the pantry, til they forget my punishment and go about their toilet. Then I can sneak by.
If I go on the den and turn on TV they generally come in and make the dogs get out of their bed in the window seat. They obviously (to them) will not share the bed with dogs. So both dogs try to lay on the same cat bed/cocoon thingy. It’s hilarious. Of course the cats always win at this game.
I am not calling my dogs dumb, well, actually I am, but the cats have them trained as well as me.
We live to serve.
I noticed it in the upstairs hallway. A faint chemical smell, but didn’t think much of it. When I finally went downstairs about an hour later, it was much stronger. Aha, says I. So the Teflon crepe pan that I use to toast dinner rolls was left on a live burner and was cheerfully emitting toxic Teflon fumes into the air.
What I should say – and this is the point of my mini rant – is that yet another Teflon crepe pan was left on a hot burner once again. This happens to me regularly if there is the slightest distraction in between taking the rolls off the pan and moving it off the burner and turning the stove off.
The pan is of course ruined, or at least, I don’t consider it safe to use, so into the garbage it goes.
How often has this happened before? I can’t say, or won’t admit to a number. But crepe pans can be hard to find. So I am prepared! I went down to the basement, opened a large cardboard box, and fished out another brand new shrink-wrapped crepe pan from the replacement inventory I keep down there!
Fuck snow. Fuck crappy shovels. Fuck not having a snowblower. Fuck winter. Fuck the flu and the death cough. Fuck being weak. Fuck being too broke to afford someone to plow me out. Fuck it all.
Lucky is now having more bad days than good ones. We are making him wait for the final vet visit until Saturday because my BB wants to be here. He’s not in pain, he’s just not happy anymore and I think he’s just tired and wanting to go. I haz a very sad face.
Well this is very sad, flatlined. Lucky has been a great source of entertainment and he’ll be missed. You guys have given him a great life and now are doing one last kind thing for him. He is a lucky kitty.
Lucky was lucky the day the two of you found each other. He’s had a long and happy life, and my heart still breaks for you and him. It hurts to let your babies go, even though you know this is the kindest and most loving thing you can do for him.
I want to rant on TV, I won’t have nothing to watch on television this week. The Olympics are over. Back to boring old shows again. I felt the same way back in Nov. when the election was over. At least the outcome ain’t bad.
I think all of us are going to haz a sad face when Lucky’s time comes to an end. I keep the better half updated on Lucky’s Adventures, so he’ll haz a sad too.
I know that many people blow at foreign accents. I know many people blow at geography.
But… hiring an Argentinian actor to play an Italian character, in a set-in-Argentina episode of an American spy story? What the flying bologna sandwich? Dude sounds more Argentinian than… well, he sounds Argentinian, period, and his supposed Romano dialect is Neapolitan as spoken by a Hispanic Do the CSA people think that having an Italian lastname automatically grants an Eye-talian aksent? It’s been amply demonstrated they think there are only two Spanish dialects. (Ignacio Serrichio, playing ‘Carlo Reni’ in an episode of Covert Affairs*).
And at least the character has a name which doesn’t sound like someone threw letters on a Scrabble board until the amount of vowels looked about right :rolleyes:
What? I’m allowed to have eye-candy series on the background!
ABC News online had this to say about Rome (Italy, not N.Y. or Georgia)'s “historic” snowfall:
“Rome saw just a few centimeters (inches) but it was enough to close schools. Parks that usually stay green through winter were blanketed with snow, giving eager Romans a rare opportunity to go sledding, snow-shoeing or skiing. Even the Circo Massimo became a hotspot for snowball fights, while Piazza Navona, with its famed Bernini fountains, turned into a snow-dusted winter wonderland.”
I have a 2014 Ram truck with the “UConnect” display system (audio, phone, navigation, backup camera, etc). Starting last week it kept bugging me every time I turned off the truck that I needed to install an upgrade to the UConnect software. To do this I would need to leave the ignition on for 15 minutes, then it would take another 40-50 minutes to complete the upgrade.
Friday when I got home from work I decided to let it do its thing, and it looked like the upgrade installed with no problems.
This morning I got in the truck to go to work, and the first thing I noticed is that it wasn’t on my usual radio station. I checked and all of my station presets were gone. Oh, well, says I. I’ll set them back up when I get home this afternoon.
Then I went to make a phone call and discovered that the system had deleted my phone (and my wife’s as well). I had to pull over into a parking lot and have my truck and my phone get re-acquainted with each other.
Then I noticed that the clock had reset itself to GMT instead of local time.
Minor annoyances, but for Pete’s sake, Chrysler, why couldn’t you have programmed your update to save my settings off someplace and restore them when the update was done. I’m a programmer myself, so I know that’s possible.
Makes me feel like firing off an angry letter to someone, but I’m going to have to do some digging to find out who.
Do the CSA people think that having an Italian lastname automatically grants an Eye-talian aksent? It’s been amply demonstrated they think there are only two Spanish dialects. (Ignacio Serrichio, playing ‘Carlo Reni’ in an episode of Covert Affairs*).