Archive for August, 2008

Hail and farewell, Elizabeth I

Saturday, August 23rd, 2008

One of the sisters, the innumerable garden spiders that inhabit my domain, adventured her way up to the car, where she built her lovely but geometrically skewed web between the side mirror and door handle. Each time I got in the car and started moving, she scuttled up to the mirror and hid behind it […]

Weeeee-oooooo, weeeee-oooooo. . .

Saturday, August 16th, 2008

About a week ago, when it was cool outside, my computer started making this French ambulance weee-oooo, weee-oooo noise. Being an experienced person when it comes to distressed and dying electronics, I knew this meant a) it was too hot and b) I’d better turn it off and vacuum the dog hair out of it. […]

The Tale of the Missed Stairs

Saturday, August 16th, 2008

I think I wrote a column about this when it occurred, but that was lo, these 10 years back by now. And some people have expressed actual interest in my activities, so my gene-sharing offspring will simply have to suffer through. Or go have a beer, which is far more likely.
Back when I was just […]

A day down south

Monday, August 11th, 2008

Few things are as much fun as hangin’ with Snaotheus and KrisDi. Even though if I go to their place, it means leaving my beloved canine buddy in the garage all day with her pitiful-dog collar on. I wanted to get some tea that I can no longer get at my own Asian store, so […]

Random thoughts

Friday, August 8th, 2008

My MP3 player’s random-play algorithm is driving me bonkers. I know that truly random choices will sometimes bring up the same things repeatedly, and that since we’re hard-wired to perceive patterns what’s actually random often appears to us not to be. But the last several days, the thing has been playing the same song three […]

Pitter-patter of little footsteps

Monday, August 4th, 2008

It’s safe to come visit me now.
I started painting the deck today, so all the nasty bits are finished now. So to christen it, the instant I came inside, a squirrel came running down the deck railing, leaving behind tiny rodent footprints. Grrr.
Sister Blister has been getting energetically curry-combed for several days now, and has […]

Sliding away

Saturday, August 2nd, 2008

Grandma’s showing more and more signs of dementia. She confuses things that she’s just heard (as opposed to usually confusing things she heard previously) and seems to conflate present with past events. She’s been complaining about wanting to go for walks lately and demanding a walker, though she’s been in the wheelchair for more than […]