This little guy was sitting next to my patio, eating grass like it was spaghetti. I am dead of cute!
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Happy Got Day, Henry and Polly!
One year ago today, I brought two naughty kittens into my home. They immediately commenced to turning everything upside-down and inside-out, like it was their job. And I suppose it is.
The View from My Window
A narrow band of rain moved through this afternoon, along with gusting wind. I was sitting at my desk, watching the trees toss and the sheets of rain swirl around, and thought maybe I’d take a short video of it. (I’m always amazed at how loud the traffic is, to be audible on the 3rd floor. The rain, too. It was pouring hard.)
Spring Storms
It poured rain earlier this afternoon, and then everything was quiet for awhile. At sunset, I looked out the patio window and saw some amazing mammatus clouds to the northeast.
Sad, Sad News
Thirteen by Big Star
Holocaust by Big Star
September Gurls by Big Star
RIP, Alex Chilton.
A Loaf of Bread, a Container of Milk, and a Stick of Butter
I’m wondering where all that snow we were supposed to get went. It seems to have turned into a mostly rain event, though we are starting to get a little bit of snow build-up, now that it’s dark and the temperature has dropped. Somehow I doubt that we’re going to get anywhere near the 14 inches that people at work were talking about yesterday. That just doesn’t happen here. A lot of people must have thought it would, because when I went to the grocery store this morning, there were entire shelves picked clean. That could be as much due to the Super Bow(e)l as the weather, though.
Sesame Street, “Loaf of Bread, a container of milk, and a stick of butter”
This wasn’t taken today, but it’s pretty much how Harriet spent the afternoon. She does not approve of rain, sleet, or snow. I love the way her ear is propped up by the couch.
A Thing or Two
So after 24 hours of toothy bliss, the damned thing decided to start hurting. Right in the middle of our staff meeting. You know what else happened right in the middle of our staff meeting? The person sitting across from me decided to explodiate in a sneeze, without covering his nose or mouth. Freaking disgusting. I felt like I needed a Silkwood shower afterward. I swear, sometimes I think I work with kindergartners.
Headline of the day. Hell, it might be headline of the whole year: Defunct teen idol Leif Garrett busted on heroin possession charge. Defunct? Is that really the word they wanted?
Now, according to dictionary.com, defunct means:
adjective
1. no longer in effect or use; not operating or functioning:
a defunct law; a defunct organization.
2. no longer in existence; dead; extinct:
a defunct person; a defunct tribe of Indians.
noun
3. the defunct, the dead person referred to:
the survivors of the defunct.
So is Mr. Garrett no longer functioning, or worse, is he dead?! I don’t think that word means what they think it means. Anyway, here he is, back when he was functioning and/or alive:
I’m pretty sure I still have that record around here somewhere.
January’s Gone
Nothing much else to say, except that I found a bunch of live Joanna Newsom recordings. Haven’t had a chance to listen to them yet, but will soon. I’ve sort of been tackling her songs one at a time, trying to unravel their meanings. Right now I’m working on Cosmiaand >Only Skin.
Cosmia by Joanna Newsom
Cosmia is pretty straightforward, I think. She said in an interview that it’s about her dealing with the death of a good friend. Only Skin is a little harder to parse. It’s sort of a meta-song, covering themes from all the other songs on the Ys album. It’s vast and sprawling (just under 17 minutes), so there’s a lot to unpack.
Only Skin by Joanna Newsom
The Good and the Bad
I had a dental appointment today, for a regular cleaning, but we also talked about the broken-and-filled molar that’s still bothering me. The verdict: root canal. Ugh! Aside from all kinds of No Fun, it’s going to be expensive. Even more so because a root canal also means getting a crown on that tooth.
But I don’t care, because I have Joanna Newsom tickets! That’s all that matters.
Clam, Crab, Cockle, Cowrie by Joanna Newsom
Interview with Joanna Newsom
I Will Survive
I stumbled across this years ago, back in the early heyday of Napster. It’s all kinds of awesome.
I Will Survive by REM
And that’s pretty much all I’ve got today. It’s been a completely useless weekend. I did make trailer park chili (there was salsa and Velveeta involved, heaven help me), but that’s not very interesting. Baked bread yesterday, but that was more out of necessity than any desire to be productive. Tomorrow’s another day, though (and no work!), so I suppose I could still become motivated. We shall see! At the very least, I need to go over to Goodwill, to drop off the carload of stuff that I’ve been carting around since last May. Yes, May. I’d probably be happy letting it sit for another nine months, but I’m supposed to go to my mom’s next weekend, and it would be nice if I had room in my car to pack my things. Like, say, the dog.
red paper boat 