Month: May 2020

schnitzel, not korean

Paul and I went for a walk. New Generations Grocery is closed except for pickup orders so that didn’t pan out, but Paul found the last of the Granville Island Lion Winter Ale and I succumbed to one and a half of them when I got home. We also picked up schnitzel from the Balkan House restaurant and so that was a 2k walk, half of it under load, so no surprise I was tired. We ate on the deck for social distancing (I got SO HOT in the mask, how will I cope in hot weather, I have to think of a dodge pretty soon or I’m going to be quite circumscribed in terms of what I can do and where I can go.)

I was fine for allergies for a while but I’m now feeling tender in the brain again.

Damn that schnitzel was good. Literally just got up and devoured some out of the take out container for late lunch or early dinner. The spuds were fine as well. NOM.

Painted on Oh! Zzhu Sam restaurant on Edmonds

 

 

 

ow oh hell ha ha

woke up ripping hair out of my head (caught in a zipper in a blanket) then listen to hail crush down for about 45 seconds. buh bye seedlings

Buster was playing and ran into my door so hard he scared the crap out of me. (I thought Jeff had maybe stroked out or something and collapsed against my door as it had not occurred to me to Occam’s Razor my way through to ‘it’s the darned cat’)

Then Buster did a magic trick (he moved while I wasn’t looking – I was getting a treat ready for him) and just APPEARED in the place I was going to encourage him to go so that was really funny.

I love him, he’s just the best kitty.

Margot as a kitten and young cat

moon over Kitsilano
my fave pic of me and Tammy
Red Hat ladies at a restaurant that no longer exists
Me at the Beach in Dominican Republic out Punta Cana way
Me and Patricia – we’re not pals any more but I learned so much from her
Christmas Party 2007

 

It snowed a lot that year – from the Cornerstone 2007

 

We’re on our way to see Picard finale
before there were consumer grade three d printers there were depositional printers and this was something the engineers let me steal – it is a dodecahedron
me eating the deep fried Mars bar which triggered the story about Cthulhu and the Mars bars
Keith and Mike playing together at Jarmo’s old place I think that’s Ville but I’m not sure

I gave the cape to Dr. Mary Crowell because Brooke couldn’t make one that year she was GOH
Eddie
My favourite of the quilt’s mOm made for me

A sign of the times

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Dave informs me that his masks have finally arrived.

Walk with Paul yesterday in Hilda Park.

Tremendous migraine yesterday, knocked me down for hours in the middle of the day and right now the pain behind my right eye is making me wobbly. aaaand there goes the right side of my visual field. Screw this noise, caffeine is required.

Martha Wells’ Murderbot novel Network Effect is out and I’m loving it so far when I can actually see with my eyes.

Training Buster

I thought of training Miss Margot

to be a circus cat but she wasn’t really ept enough. Buster,

however, has the combination of smarts, suckiness and athleticism which makes for a perfect circus cat. His contemplation time is 5-10 seconds, as opposed to the 18-20 seconds it took Margot to work anything out. (All cats have a response time to inputs, unless you’re dropping something on them or they’re actively in danger. It’s not the only thing I gauge intelligence on but it’s quite indicative.)

This morning, he announced (body language, he’s a quiet critter normally) that he wanted to train. He flopped on the rug (which our mOm made….) and I bounced a couple of treats over to him. It seems weird to start training by offering treats for no harder a task than showing up in the kitchen, but Buster wants to know if I’m going to keep loving him even if he’s feeling lazy, so I bounced the treats. Then he got up and wound himself around my ankles making very quiet mews, so I asked him to jump for treats. And he did, twice. Then he jumped onto the tuffet and stared meaningfully at me. When he sits nicely on the tuffet he gets a reward. I gave him a treat and he dropped it from his paw onto the floor. He just stared at it and I picked it up and put it back in front of him.

He mewed after he finished eating it, and then I put the next treat in the air above the chair next to the tuffet. I said jump, and HE DID, HE JUMPED OVER TO THE OTHER CHAIR, and then jumped up for his treat. Then we did the ‘cool down’ which is him running after treats along the kitchen floor, which can be marvellously entertaining, and then I gave him a pat, told him he was a good boy, and gave him the sign language for ‘all done’, so he knows it’s over (I’m trying to do that all the time now when I’m done with whatever activity, cleaning him or treats or grooming.)

It’s May and it’s just so frikking cold all the time. It’s not my imagination I just checked the data for May 2019. If this is another ‘no sun summer’ I’ma gonna be choked. I think we had the aircon on this time last year at least once.

My current fave pic of Katie

My current fave pic of Keith:

My fave pic of Paul, or among them anyway.

batman go slap

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I literally slept all day yesterday, and then slept the usual amount at night. I’ve either got trypanosomiasis or I’m sickening with something or I’m depressed, and how would I know. I do know that I sleep to get away from my allergies, and the pollen count right now is higher than Cheech and Chong.

 

One of my fave Gorillaz song with a marble machine mashup.

current mood GARBAGE TRUCK BREAKS HYDRAULIC LINE kabooom

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google earth image of Mongolian rivers