Found under the coffee table: four spoons and one fork. Harriet steals them off the coffee table, cleans them off, then, I guess, saves them for a rainy day? Weirdo.
Month: September 2009
Saturday Road Report
On this morning’s trip to Unionville, I was behind dude on a motorcycle, no helmet, driving along while talking on a cell phone. Thankfully, he did not Darwin himself in front of me.
On the evening trip, I was behind a Corvette that went 35mph the whole way. The speed limit in that area is 45mph. Tell me, what is the use of having a fancy-schmancy sports car if you’re going to drive 10mph under the speed limit? I mean, it’s not like it was snowing or even raining. The road conditions were Just Fine. WTF?
Leaving work this afternoon (yes, I had to work on a holiday weekend), traffic was backed up in the east-bound lane of 10th street from the bypass to Eigenmann. On a Saturday! And Target was only slightly less busy this weekend than it was last weekend.
Yellow
Black Eyed Susan
Queen Anne’s Lace
Queen Anne’s Lace
Conch Shell
This is the second time I’ve photographed this shell. It’s half sunk into the ground, by the front door of the house where I’m cat sitting. This is from a slightly different angle, and the image was processed differently. I like the way it turned out.
Harvestman on Goldenrod
I saw some bits of yellow blooming in the far end of the yard, at the house where I’m cat sitting. I took my camera over to investigate, and found one lone clump of goldenrod. On it was a harvestman.
Buffy vs. Edward
This is freaking brilliant. It does a pretty good job of underscoring everything that’s wrong with the Twilight storyline. I mean, what girl really needs her very own, personal, control freak stalker?
Squoosh
One of the many things I love about Boxers is their squooshy faces. Harriet’s face is not as flat or as wrinkly as those of many Boxers, but she still manages to squish her lips into amusing positions. They’re especially malleable when she’s relaxed or sleeping, as she is in this photo. As for why she’d want to sleep with her nose pressed against her leg, I have no idea. It sure doesn’t look comfortable to me.
Shells and Shards
One day last summer, my mom and I walked the dog along the river by her house. I picked up some shells and pottery shards, put them in a bag, brought them home, and promptly forgot about them. I came across them this morning and thought they’d make a nice photo.
The Princess and the Pea
Merely sleeping on the big bed isn’t enough for the likes of Miss Brown. She has to utilize every single pillow, too.
I started a new cat sitting job this evening. They always leave a check, and I got there to find that it was a little more than $200 short. That’s significant, and I am rightsomejesus pissed off about it. I didn’t renegotiate a lower rate with her, and if I had, I’d be charging her more, not less, as the job has gotten more complicated than it was when I first started watching her cats.
We are not amused!
red paper boat 