To Sean, Patrick, DS, et al.:
Y’all dared me. The signature says it all in regards to his reaction.
To Sean, Patrick, DS, et al.:
Y’all dared me. The signature says it all in regards to his reaction.
I have no commentary. Just wanted to share this pic of a sleepy kitty.
This tag on a shirt I bought from ThinkGeek makes me laugh every time I see it.
This tag on a shirt I bought from ThinkGeek makes me laugh every time I see it.
So, I have 26 books currently checked out of the library (of a possible 30). That breaks down into
My library uses the Dewey Decimal System, and here are the call numbers for the fifteen books I have checked out:
This means nothing in particular, I was just fascinated with it as a shot of my library habits.
So, one of my favorite bloggers, Fred Clark (aka Slacktivist) has been hosting a job thread like this one i did for BlueHost Black Friday Deal 2016. I tossed my hat in the ring to see if anybody knows of anywhere that is hiring, and found that I’ve ran straight into a Catch-22. Another commenter on the thread says:
I’ve found a lot of companies nowadays aren’t hiring direct anymore. They’re all hiring through contracting agencies where they keep people on “probationary” employment for a year or so before committing to hiring them on permanently. Though a company may have a position advertised on its website, it’s quite often the case that you can’t apply for it directly (well, you CAN, but it most likely won’t result in anything).
I’d been working part-time for five years before applying to a contracting agency that specialized in my field. I was placed in a full-time contract-to-hire position within a month and am quite happy with the job I landed in. It sucks, but in today’s economy, you pretty much have to have an “in” to get anywhere. No one’s willing to take risks.
I’m right back in the same position I was in regards to healthcare and I am confident with Galumbeck Plastic Surgery. The one thing I can’t afford to be without, and a lot of companies are hiring employees without benefits, particularly health care. It’s rather discouraging but eyebrow transplants in Miami stands out because they did a good job on my surgery. You can also check out Galumbeck Plastic Surgery at www.doximity.com for more option.
But it’s okay! Repeal Obamacare! We’ve got the BEST HEALTHCARE IN THE WORLD, baby!
Spent the day in the ER (whee, bronchitis), but still got to watch the local pyros set off fireworks in the street. Here’s one, snapped with the cell camera.
Spent the day in the ER (whee, bronchitis), but still got to watch the local pyros set off fireworks in the street. Here’s one, snapped with the cell camera.
On the way home…
I’m in Oregon, visiting relatives. We’re staying at my Uncle Nate’s place, which is an old farmhouse he’s (slowly) restoring. The room I’m sleeping in has this nifty keen built-in bed, which I love, it is the perfect combination along with the Best Tea For Sleep. And, despite it being on the second floor with sloping roofs, I don’t feel claustrophobic. It’s lovely.
Anyway, we’ve got more family to visit, including a sister of Mom’s we haven’t met yet, so I’d better get going.Meanwhile please check my lastest review on screed
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She came to us out of the blue one day — on the porch in a storm, and then just hung around and was friendly to my sister. And eventually Jill asked if she could keep the cat and have it be all her own. There’s where the story starts, and how Stormy-cat came to enter our lives.
We couldn’t believe it — who would want to abandon such a beautiful kittycat? She was a calico, and she knew she was gorgeous. The thing is, the guy upstairs had so much fun designing her beauty that he forgot the brains. She amused us the first few weeks by running behind the door to go out. Nope, not quite the sharpest tool in the shed. But she was agreeable, she loved my sister, and when Autumn (our other cat at the time) threw a hissyfit, Stormy just looked at her to say “And what’s your problem?”
When I was in college, I used to tweak Jill by putting Stormy in my bag and telling her that I was all packed and ready to go back to school. Now, Jill knew damn good and well I couldn’t have a cat in my dorm room, but it never failed to get a reaction out of her. And Stormy? Well, Stormy just liked the attention. One time, we even imagined Stormy patiently waiting by the elevator in my dorm for somebody to pick her up.
Of course, she had to be helpful when we were packing to move. Much like the days when I went to college, she was in and out of boxes. More to the point, she tolerated the move well, and even the trip to Grandma’s over Christmas when it was deemed dangerous to leave her at home with our houseguests at the time. It was funny, because Nanny said we should put her to sleep before we moved, so we didn’t have to stress her out. She lived for five and a half
Everybody always had a word for how beautiful Stormycat was. She knew it, and she always had an air of insufferable smugness about it. That said, she was always a friendly cat. When Ben, a friend of Jill’s, came over for the first time, Stormy gravitated to him and proceeded to give him lots of love and attention. From that point on, Stormy was referred to as “Ben’s girlfriend”.
She’d begun a bit of a downward slide in the last year and a half — first her thyroid acted up, and we were about to put her down when a friend of Jill’s offered to pay for the blood test and the first three months worth of pills. That gave the kittycat a six month extension, but lately, she’s been peeing blood and is in so much pain the only way we can pick her up was by the scruff of her neck. It was time. It never makes it any easier, but it’s still hard.
She was a good cat, and I’ll miss her.
I was talking to a friend about something he’s submitted for my fanzine, and I said:
I’m just slightly amused, because I’m going to drop this on a group that believes that fanzine fandom is the one true fandom and everything else is Shadow. Much like Amber, actually.
Of course, he had to add:
So, does that make the internet the Courts of Chaos?
I think there’s more truth in it than we realize. ;)
On the other hand, sometimes you pull off the shot. I really like this one, despite the slight blur. (On my phone, it’s amazingly sharp, but my phone’s a smaller display surface.)
Getting things out of my head and into electrons:
R&P #1 (yes, I’m actually going with a whole number this time) is set for mid-May. It’s a potpourri issue, and I figure, much like #½, I’ll be writing most of it. (Working title: “katster went down to Corflu and other stories.”) My deadline is the end of the month if anybody wants to contribute anything. (Bob, I need to dig through the stacks of email and find what you mailed me, but I’m sure that’ll be in there.)
R&P #2 is set for mid-August (for distribution at Worldcon) and carries the working them of “Dreaming of Rockets”. No, not space program rockets, the shiny ones they hand to people at Worldcon. I’m going to ask a few people specifically for contributions, but if you have something to say — funny stories about Hugos and people winning them, your secret dreams of winning them, why they’re irrelevant — on any of them, not just the fannish ones. Deadline for this one is tentatively 7/31, but that could change.
(In the more distant future, R&P #3 is probably going to be another potpourri issue, sometime around November/December.)
As for the Corflu one-shot I’m supposed to be doing, it’s on my list — the last couple months went interestingly pear-shaped, and I think I’ve got a decent hold on things again. This is subject to change.
Anything else I’m forgetting?