So I figured if I was qualified to act as judge and executioner over the life of a cat I was at least qualified to be amateur boy vet. Seems likely from what you read on the internet that the old thing is anxious from the move, creating alkaline pee and over eating. I've been doing that too so I am not slightly sympathetic. Away with the all-night cat food buffet and in with the locking them up with slightly acidified water. We'll see. I know there are alkalined cat lovers out there so I will not be grim or overly Nero-like with these decisions. See you keep me on a moral path.
- Update: The Flea writes good.
- Gary wants you to know that he has a myspace blog now. I do not know if this is wise of him as there is a heck of a lot of flotsom and jetsom around the MySpace world but Gary will let us know. I would tell you but as a joke I set mine up in German just to see and now I get emails from teens in Leipzig whom I have no interest in having as mein Freunden.
- On a fancy-grade whim, I bought one of these which I saw on deep discount. It is, as far as I can tell, is a junior gin-soaked popinjay training kit and pairs with the subterranian stash nicely. Suggestions for accessories welcome. I already have housed the pair of Greenock golf club whisky tumblers so you can rest easy on that account.
- It appears that talking with terrorists is in fact what one does after all. Of course, we knew this and did not buy into the pre-post-post-9/11 thinking that conveniently forgets the IRA, ETA, the MPLA and every other acronymed militant insurgent radical political movement in human history. As these people are people in the neighbourhood and not cyborgs in a robot army, settlement and reconciliation at the end of the day is the only end game.
- I am concerned for the lack of respect that imaginary mystic dwarves are getting these days.
Comments
cm - August 18, 2006 9:10 am
Speaking of cocktails, I had my first Old Fashioned this week - essentially fruit cocktail with a shot of rye in it. Time to buy stock in Dole.
gr - August 18, 2006 9:24 am
And then, cm, you can try my old favorite, the whiskey sour, which is basically lemonade and that shot o' whiskey, but oftentimes fluffed up in a blender etc. It is, of course, still summer, time for such cold concoctions.
I know, Alan, there is a lot of carp on myspace, but really, I am getting a start, and I needed a large picture gallery. They make it easy to get going, at least.
Alan - August 18, 2006 9:30 am
Quite so, Gary. I say make of it what you can - maximize MySpace...our is it YourSpace now? I know mine is a <i>MeinPlatz</i>.
gr - August 18, 2006 12:04 pm
Herr Alan--the myspace thing is turning up some fabulous gen x at 40 types and that is how it is SUPPOSED to work.
as for your cats, I have to figure no matter your opinon on them and their habits, there may be others in your household who have pretty strong opinons about their future. With that in mind, I would guess the cats don't have much to worry about from you and the big needle.
Paul - August 18, 2006 12:21 pm
That is a mucho fancy booze closet Alan. I like it very much. I have a pal who has a prohibition era thing that looks kind of like a tall end table. It is the coolest thing. If you pull the top drawer out half way you can reach behind and pull the top straight up up to reveal several bottles of booze and four glasses - very covert. One of these days I'm going to take it apart and draw some templates so I can build a few for myself.
Alan - August 18, 2006 2:26 pm
My third bullet not being contradictory to this good work when they are still in the decision making stage as to whether they will negotiate with us: "good work, boys" indeed.
cm - August 18, 2006 3:21 pm
gr, I used to know a woman who drank whisky sours. That was always my cue to leave, as things would get a little crazy after that.
gr - August 18, 2006 5:05 pm
cm I resent your implication that I am a crazy woman. I am defintely a man. My wife will confirm that. She may confirm other things, too.
OK cm, now that we got that out of the way, let's pretend we are joining you in the maritimes time zone and make note of the time there now: 5 pm! on a Friday! Grass is mowed, some of the weeds trimmed, a full rack of work is finished, it is MILLER TIME. Burritos on the menu too, what's on your menu cm, lobster rolls or scallops?
cm - August 18, 2006 8:43 pm
On the menu today was lobster roll. In a hot dog bun. Fried in butter. Doesn't get much better than that. Missed happy hour, but will make amends there now with a Garrison Raspberry Wheat beer.
ry - August 18, 2006 10:50 pm
Returning from fire induced hiatus.
You know Al, nobody is opposed to talking to terrorists)giving them what they want in exchange for of prisoners or other things they want without compromise on their part is something else though). Getting them to accept some aspect of our rule sets about how to achieve redress of grievances is always a good thing. Just don't go around believing that it's a panacea and never fails. If you can talk them into coming in from the cold then it's great. If it's just a scam then it sucks and stinks to high heaven. I'm willing to give it a try, but I'm also willing to leave a smoking crator where they once stood if they're duplicitous.
But this report seems to validate my warning to the Talibanis and other Jihadists I put up on the Castle months ago. THey're tired of fighting with Canadians--soldiers who in the past used trenching shovels because it was quieter and more effective than a bayonette charge--and so they're trying to get you guys off their asses. Good show.
Alan - August 18, 2006 11:59 pm
What fire? Hope all is well.
gr - August 19, 2006 7:59 am
Ry, what's going on?
Only thing worse than watching the R. Sox lose is to see them lose to the Yanks. TWICE.
Alan - August 19, 2006 9:05 am
Friggity-friggy-frig. They were up 10-7, too. We are just not there with the pitching and miss Varitek. I even wore my Portuguese <i>Sox Vermelho</i> shirt.