Saturday, December 29, 2007
The good news is that I was able to work via wireless from a sports bar at the terminal. So at least the entire day wasn't wasted!
In other news, I have two inflamed zits forming on my face. Yesss! I just heard that song "Bad Day" and thought of Faythe.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Apparently she used to travel to India a lot where she saw a magnificent blue brick wall in Madras. That wall became the inspiration behind this colorway. Once it had a story, I had to keep it. And so far I'm not disappointed as to how it looks with this linen stitch. I think BMFA would sell more yarn if they told their inspiration behind the different colors. I'm a sucker for marketing and I'm pretty sure others are too.
"It went okay until Faith got sick and she wouldn't listen to me when I told her to limit her food intake. She just kept on eating whatever she wanted."
I'm not a fan of flying. It's not that I'm afraid of the actual flight, but rather the annoyances that come with it. First, I'm always afraid I'm going to be told that I'm too fat for one seat. Secondly, there's the whole getting to the airport on time, changing planes with short layovers in unfamiliar airports, etc. And then there's the quick decision making when you have to buy a ticket last minute online. I hate those cheap ticket websites! They all make it seem like you're getting a good deal but when you get ready to make your purchase, you realize they're listing the one way prices only, pre-tax. Or how about looking at prices in morning and checking back in that evening when you have the money and the prices have dramatically raised?
To top it off, I keep hearing stories of family members fighting over another not-yet deceased family members items and how they feel entitled to something, just because they're the child of the terminally ill person. More stories of redneck behavior, screaming children, funeral talk, headstone decisions, casket transportation...well, it's just about all I can take. If it wasn't for the fact that I'll be saying goodbye to someone for the last time, I wouldn't go. I just wish these people would grow up and stop thinking so selfishly.
I finally commited to a flight into Oregon and back. The fact we'll be taking a turboprop has disturbed Apollo but he's in for a big surprise when he see's the Eugene airport!
I just hope I can spend some good quality time with my Grandpa before he leaves us. The flight, the struggle, it will be worth it.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Meanwhile, check out this swag Mom made for me the first night of her stay!
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
While fascinating (the diseased lungs made the biggest impact on me), I couldn't help but wonder who these people pissed off and what their offense was.
Sure, the guides at the exhibit will tell you that all the bodies were donated to science after Chinese officials failed to identify them or locate their next of kin. Still, considering the human rights violations in China, anything is possible.
Anyway, through the process of Plastination, liquids in the body are replaced with polymer or other such chemicals. You can read more about it here. This enables us to see veins, arteries, nerves etc.
Honestly, when I went to see the exhibit, it was out of an intellectual interest in the human body. I had never considered it to be gory, disrespectful or even controversial. I still don't think it was gory or disrespectful but I can see where the controversy would fall in to place.
Now that the family is gone, I just may go to bed before midnight. I'm aiming at 10pm tonight. Yay. Tired.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Today, the second day, Simba jumped out of the litter box, scooted his butt across the carpet in front of Mom and then ran off, rubbing poo into his fur and the carpet. While I caught the cat so I could clean up what remained stuck to him, I could hear Mom talking about the stink. I finally got to the poo that was matted into the carpet, all the while Mom begged me to cover up the remaining turds in the litter box.
I wonder what they have planned for tomorrow?
Monday, December 17, 2007
We finally used the limbs cut off from the bottom of the Christmas tree to make what I think is called a swag for our door. We also fixed up some fake wreaths for the two doors in front of the building. It was fun putting them together with Mom. The best part was the mother/daughter struggle over who knew how to correctly attach the swag to our front door.
Oh, by the way. Aimee, Mom wants you to take care of the hangnail on her toe when you get here.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Anyway, so she's in Emeryville and her voice sounds scratchy from lack of sleep - I can imagine her eyes are pretty big too from all the staring at people around her. She tells me a story about some crazy lady at one of the train stops. (There's always at least one crazy person on the train when she travels. One day she'll be the crazy lady everyone talks about.) Our conversation goes something like this:
Me: So your train is on time?
Mom: Yes, we were almost late but right now we're stopped at Emeryville...oh can you hear the guy on the loudspeaker?
Guy on loudspeaker: Next stop, Oakland. Please have your tickets and ID out.
Me: Yep, he said something about Oakland and to have your tickets and ID ready.
Mom: Did you hear? He said our next stop is Oakland and to have our tickets and ID out.
Mom: Rayleen?? RAYLEEN!?
Me: I'm here, Mom.
Mom: Well I think I'm going to go since I'm losing you, I didn't hear what you said at all. I'm going to turn this thing off since the only charger I have is the one for the car and I don't have the type you plug into your house.
Me: Well, you can check the battery if you want and see how much power you have.
Mom: And plus when it rings, it wakes everyone up around me and I can't get it out in time to turn it off.
Me: You know you can turn down the volume.
Mom: And it's so loud....hey the chicken coop is finally done! Except I don't have any chickens.
Me: Mom, have you tried turning down the volume?
Mom: What? How do you do that?
And so on. Oh, it's going to be a fun week! I'll update you on my sanity as the week progresses.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Anyway, that's the sort of thing I think about while driving. Yep.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
It all started when I walked into the bedroom, turned on the light and saw Simba standing in the middle of the bed, staring at me. This is what we consider to be Suspicious Activity. You see, Simba has a track record of peeing on the bed. We don't know why. It may be due to jealousy or frustration, who knows. If only he could leave a Post-it explaining to us why he's doing it. I assume he would say something like this:
So after I saw Simba, he ran out of the room. About an hour later, Apollo went into the bedroom and saw Simba on the bed in the same spot. As soon as Apollo turned on the light - well, if it's possible for a cat to break the sound barrier from running, he would have. Apollo checked and sure enough, cat urine! We don't really know if it's Simba or Zoe but Simba is always the one in the area with Suspicious Activity (such as sniffing the bed or giving us the "huh?" look) when the urine is discovered. I suppose it's possible that Zoe is also one of the contributors but she never acts suspicious or is caught near the urine. She also doesn't act guilty or run at the smell of cat urine. Wouldn't it be awful if she was guilty and Simba was the one that always got in trouble? Is it possible she is so sneaky that she knows she won't get in trouble so she doesn't react?
This is always a possibility:
But since it only happens once or twice a year, I don't think it could be a UI.
If only cats could write! Then again, if they could the world would be full of all sorts of elitist prose. I think we have enough of that as it is.
Friday, December 07, 2007
Upon closer examination, I saw something interesting. Extension cords outside! I wasn't too surprised though, I've seen worse!
Since then more decorations have been added, it looks even better. :) And yes, with the same extension cord outside the window. Did I mention that it's been raining here lately?
Thursday, December 06, 2007
"You scored 25% intoxication, 50% hotness, 75% complexity, and 25% craziness!"
You are Fennel! You're a cool cat. Crisp, clean, fresh, and extremely complicated. You're like quantum physics or modern jazz. Think Niels Bohr meets Ornette Coleman. You may look normal now, but once you sprout, you look kind of, uh, funny.
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Tuesday, December 04, 2007
On another horizon of That Which Shouldn't Be, Apollo caught Simba walking on the kitchen counter this morning! He only knew because Zoe kept looking upwards in the direction of the kitchen. When he peered around the corner, there was Simba doing a tight rope walk on the tile in front of the sink. I'm beginning to suspect Simba walks on the counters at night when we sleep.
After he was busted, Simba ran into the bedroom and hid. Apollo didn't have to say anything other then "Simba!" You can't say he didn't know what he was doing was wrong!!
Sunday, December 02, 2007
Though I've heard that most people watched this film due to Lohan's pole dancing scenes, I don't even think they made it worth it. Even so, they only last a few minutes so you could theoretically look for them in the chapter selection and be done with it.
Otherwise, don't waste your time.