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September 30, 2005
Blogger Party
I'm headed off to the Blogger party now, hope to see a number of you there!
Yes, I'm bringing my camera. Yes, I will post the photos.
Lataz, Dudes and Dudettes.
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Racism and abortion
FoxNews has a curious story about former Education Secretary William Bennett and his remarks that "...it's true that if you wanted to reduce crime, you could, if that were your sole purpose, you could abort every black baby in this country, and your crime rate would go down..."
Well, of course it would go down. There would be fewer people in a strong economy, therefore more money to go around, and less crime. The economics, when drawn out to that end, would support abortion of any group of fetuses, whether by race, class, or national origin of parents within the United States. When you break down a nation of people based on a random factor (say age) and then insist on the removal of the next generation of children from that group, it is going to have an effect on the state of the nation both economically and socially.
Basic sociology and economics.
I don't get why people are so sensitive that they took his remarks as racist. I took them as him offering an example that would be overreaching enough to give a ridiculous perspective so as to point out that one cannot take anything to it's logical conclusion, since oftentimes that conclusion is not logical. Sure, more abortions means a steadier birth rate, which means a more stable economy, and less crime. It also means that the economy provides enough money to have police officers at a higher rate than if the number of births were higher.
Whatever. It's all theory and discussion, and very little fact. People getting upset over this need to chill out.
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September 28, 2005
I'm so full of love, I just gotta show it!
Mmmm...And I gotta show my love for this bed.
And now my sister.
Hey! That is not for BITING! OW! STOP IT! HEY!
Ok, that's it. You're dead.
(scuse, me, readers. I'll be back after I chase her down the hall.)
Posted by Sarai at 05:19 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack
Lurrrrrrve
Love! I MUST have love NOW, human.
Gimme? Pweeeeese? I'll be cute for you...
Pet? Petpet? Petpetpetpetpetpetpetpetpet? Nowpet? Petnow? Petnowpetpet?
See? Cute!
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Wheee!
HI! Hihihihihihihihihi!
I have HAIR to play with!
Yup. HAIR. But He keeps taking it away from me. Hmph. Not fair.
I WANT HAIR!
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Kitten conversations
"No, that's MY water" - The Boy
"What, are you kidding? It's always their water. Nothing is yours. Ever. It all belongs to them" - Me
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September 26, 2005
Pantera
Listening to Cemetary Gates, my all-time favorite Pantera song.
I love this. Nothing better.
Someone give me inspiration for a story. I want to write the next scene in that little story I started earlier this summer.
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Xenosaga
I really need to finish the game. I finished the first disk, the second one calls, but I barely have time to blog, let alone play games.
Speaking of busy, I have a new site I'm working on.
It'll be really neat once it's up and running. In the meantime, if you want to register and start discussions, go for it. There's an introductory post explaining what it's all about.
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Student Rights
I haven't posted on this topic nearly enough. One of my reasons for wanting to become a teacher is seeing all the crap students go through for being extremely intelligent or just different. I want to give as many of those students as I can an opportunity to excel, to enjoy learning, and to become what they are meant to be.
On one forum I frequent, another poster asked the following question:
What are the arguments for/against dress code?Does the ACLU work on these at all?
The following is my post, in full, with all mistakes. I didn't edit it at all. If I have anything wrong, please tell me, because I feel like I missed something major.
I'm not sure what the ACLU has done. They technically have a section on student rights, but dress codes seem to fall in a grey area. We've attempted to work with them before, to little effect.The major argument in favor of dress codes is that they create equality amongst students. Apparant economic equality, as well as social.
A secondary one is disturbance in schools. If everyone is dressed the same, or if certain things are banned, then the risk of disturbance is "lower". I think most of us here disagree with that argument strongly.
In terms of being against dress codes...They create an army of people who are exactly the same. They don't allow for any individuality, and tend to hurt those who will become the leaders of our culture. Musicians, artists, social activists, all are restricted when their personal style is restricted. They also tend to be rather biased, allowing certain modes of dress while banning others. The idea that one's dress contributes to their productivity is flawed. It doesn't contribute to true productivity, it only creates an environment where standing out, whether it be grades, homework, personality, or manner, becomes anathema to the person. It kills the thing that makes us most human - our creative desire to be an individual person.
It's a difficult thing to discuss. We want to make our children better people, but restricting them in expressing themselves only hurts them. Numbers aren't everything. Grades are meaningless if the student isn't actually learning what will help them succeed in life. Teach them what they are interested in, get them interested in the world around them, whether political, social, or natural, and they will thrive. Children want to learn.
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September 24, 2005
Party!!!
PARTAY!!!
This Friday. Karol is putting it together.
If you're a NYC blogger and not already invited, email her for more info. We outgrew the place we were going to hold this shindig in, and she's working on finding another one.
I will be bringing my bartending flash cards so we can have odd shots/shooters and play "stump the bartender".
Hehehehe
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September 23, 2005
Working
I'm working on creating a new site - one that would draw on my experience both as a kid and as a childcare person, and eventually add in what I'm going to be learning in school. This will be a community, though. Although I'll be dictator of it. =)
I'm looking for parents, teachers, guardians, babysitters, kids, and anyone else who deals with kids and their problems on a daily (or almost-daily) basis. Email me for more details.
It'll use Drupal and be a community.
Only a few rules. No Bitching, treat the kids like adults, and no flame wars. Pretty laid back, if you ask me.
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September 20, 2005
Good House quote
"Either she understands or she's not brave. If she understands, she deserves the right to know." - Dr. House, referring to a 9 year old girl who is about to undergo a surgery in which she's going to be killed so they can find a clot in her brain.
He then goes to her room and asks her if she's too tired to keep fighting. They have a very mature discussion in which the girl (Andie) says she has to take care of her mom.
I'm not able to impart the amazingness of that scene. The emotion she showed and the photography combined to create one of the best pathos scenes I've seen.
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Kitten follies
My girls are being hilarious.
I have these windows in the bedroom. They aren't normal double-hung windows, they're part of an overall window setup that takes up most of the wall.
I love these windows, except that I can't fit an A/C in them.
So. The bottom half of the windows have screens...\ack...kitten...no...not keyboard...HEY! Stop chewing on my monitor!
Ok. Where was I...right. Windows.
So the bottom half have screens. The top half doesn't. The top half remains closed mst of the time, except when it's fuck-all hot inside and I open them to get more air in.
Then I forget to close them.
Oh, look, flies. Half a dozen of them. How fun. At least the girls think so. They've been running around like their butts are on fire, trying to catch these things. After proving their skills on the mouse the other day (thank god the boy found it before I did - All these years of having cats, and I'm still not inured to the sight of a dead rodent. Guts? Fine. Pieces? No problem. An entire mouse? Ew.) one would think they wouldn't have a problem, now wouldn't one?
No dice. They can't catch a single one. Not for lack of trying, but it's starting to get hilarious. Jumping up in the air, rocket-butting around the apartment, and making fools of themselves. I've been laughing my ass off for the last couple days now.
Oh, look. They caught one. See what teamwork does, girls?
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September 19, 2005
Tracking Rita
Look at that and THEN tell me it's a good idea to start moving residents back into NO.
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Jeff does it again...
Goddamnit, does the man ever stop thinking?
But in the rush to cut, let’s not get our national priorities screwed up. We can all agree that the first priority of the federal government, above all others, is to preserve, protect and defend our nation from those who would seek to destroy it. The war in which we’re presently engaged is as much a war of ideologies as it is a war of bullets and bombs. Let us not lose sight of that in our zeal to abolish federal waste.
Yup, I'm in love. This man can write damned well, and has terrific points.
Hell, I might even be able to get my Liberal uncle to agree with him. Now that would be an amazing reaction.
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Microsoft
During the process of fixing spyware/malware/virus problems on an office computer, I attempted to go to microsoft update.
It told me I had to be running Internet Explorer.
I'm using Firefox, since it's a better browser with fewer bugs.
Microsoft is an ass. They can really go fuck themselves.
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Crescent of Embrace
(Quick note: I'm not totally sure which category to put this in, but I'll leave it here for now)
Sissy has an entire category about the "Crescent of Embrace" memorial slated for Flight 93. At this point, I tend to agree with everything she says, which is a far cry from where I was when the news first came out.
Few bullet points:
- It is not a crescent, with tapered points and a thicker center
- The name, while unfortunate, seems to have been an overlooked slipup - Arc of Embrace would have been a better choice, as well as rolling off the tongue better
- The color will change with the season, being red/orange only in the fall for a short couple of months (the trees haven't started to change in the City yet) before becoming bare
- Landscape architechture is difficult to represent using only one topological model
I'm sure I'll update this through the day as I think of more, but for now I'll just give my opinion (the best thing about the blogosphere).
When the news first came out, I was outraged with most of the blogosphere. Then Sissy's first entry on the subject came up. While reading it, I realized that I was misreading the models that had been posted. Having done some landscape art installation in high school, I knew how misleading topological maps can be, especially if you look at them from the wrong angle.
I have continued to read her entries on the subject, and find myself more and more in agreement with her. There is little I would add, except that it is not too late to change the name. "Arc of Embrace" would better suit a memorial than "Crescent" even if one is not taking into account the Islamisism of the word. When one thinks of a memorial or a tribute, one thinks of the Arc de Triomphe, rather than a moon or crescent.
For the first time, I disagreed with the Cox and Forkum cartoon. Their "Crescent of Embrace" annoyed me more than most of the other alarmist bits throughout the blogosphere. I'm not sure why, but maybe it had to do with the visual aspect.
In any case, I think the blogosphere should pull it's head out of it's collective ass and realize that the name is the only bothersome thing about this memorial. For once, admit that one of your own, whom you disagree with on this point, is right, and you are wrong.
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Klutzy Kitten
I'm sitting here, unable to sleep, and listening to Sarai (at least I think it's Sarai) run up and down the hallway, only to bang into the bedroom door at the last second because she can't stop.
God, what my neighbors must think of her...and me.
(Yes, my bedroom door is closed and I'm inside. She and Athena tend to get very loud at night and it's the only way I can get any sleep sometimes.)
Oh, and they both have Catster pages.
The Boy took the photos.
Whoops, have to go rescue a jingly ball and give it back to her. Escaped under the door.
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September 17, 2005
Graduation!
I am now a full-fledged bartender.
If you own a bar, manage a bar, or can think of a bar that would be good for me to work at, let me know. I'm open to pretty much anything at this point.
Yay!
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September 15, 2005
Bartending and writing
I have about a half-dozen posts written down, waiting till I have a moment to do something with them.
Including one about the idiocy of the woman running the vodka tasting yesterday.
Anyway, I'm done with the bartending classes at the end of the week, so no more 9:30-5:30 crap, with lack of sleep screwing with me.
I'll try to post something this afternoon.
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September 13, 2005
Karol's take on the elections
If you know Karol, and live in NYC, you're lucky.
If you don't know her, and live in NYC, you're insane.
This is why. She has a great analysis of the campaigns, and why Bloomberg has a good chance at reelection.
I say he does because my wildly liberal (although Israel-supporting and occasionally hawkish), affirmedly Democrat aunt says she'll vote for Bloomberg if she can be assured he isn't going to be a mouthpiece for the Bush administration.
I don't think I can impart exactly how amazing it is that she would even consider voting for a Republican.
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September 12, 2005
Sarai says "Hi!"
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Pretty soon, that loverly NyQuil (tm) may not be your friend
Kate, I hope you feel better soon. However, that wonderful medicine you found will have to be confiscated.
Unless you'd be willing to show ID, that is.
The bill would require stores to sell Sudafed, Nyquil and other medicines only from behind the pharmacy counter.
Hmm...Don't really see anyone else blogging this right now, so I think I'll take advantage of my LGF-lanche to bring it to everyone's attention.
They didn't even bother to make it it's own bill. Just snuck it in.
Consumers would have to show a photo ID, sign a log, and be limited to 7.5 grams — or about 250 30-milligram pills — in a 30-day period. Computer tracking would prevent customers from exceeding the limit at other stores, according to the bipartisan bill.The Senate voted by unanimous consent to add the anti-meth measure to the massive Commerce, Justice and Science appropriations bill, which is expected to pass the Senate next week.
Shit like this sickens me.
via Jason, without whom I probably wouldn't have known about this.
Posted by Kat at 10:32 PM | Comments (2) | TrackBack
Um, wow.
I never thought my one little post would get such a response. Sorry it took so long for me to approve comments, but I was in class to get my bartender's license today. I'll allow unmoderated comments for the rest of this week, since I won't be available to moderate.
To respond to some of you:
Yes, I know Turner no longer owns those networks directly, but his influence still holds there.
TCM is unlike any of the other channels, since it doesn't run commercials.
WTF do you mean they're running them in Europe?! This means it *isn't* just a local thing, it isn't just the local affiliates.
My "surprise" had to do with someone having the money to run a commercial during prime time on a major cable network, not only one, but at least three I know of.
(Which reminds me...)
According to the Boy, it was on FoxNews today.
My concern isn't whether or not it's true, or even that it's running. They have the right to say whatever they want, I have the right to be offended by it, but the stations should NOT be running it ON 9/11.
gumshoe, you confuse me. I'm going to continue to allow your comments, but if you continue to be a fuckhead, expect to be banned.
Spears, I understand what you say, barely, but not the reasoning behind it. Of course there was a huge explosive force, of course there were secondary and tertiary explosions throughout the buildings, the damned things were hit by a PLANE! If you hit something hard enough with that much fuel and that kind of speed, there are going to be odd repercussions that appear independant of the collision. Basic high school physics. If you want to bash Bush and rehash the same old arguments, do it on your own blog. You've been warned.
(This is not to say that everyone here has to worship Bush, just don't play conspiracy theorist. I hate those, as should be evidenced by the entry itself.)
I believe that's it, feel free to continue the discussion, and look around. You might like it here.
Posted by Kat at 08:40 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack
September 11, 2005
A day of mourning and reflection.
I moved to NYC on June 1st, 2001.
I moved into my apartment on the UWS on June 3rd, 2001.
I moved to my current apartment on March 20th, 2004.
The person I was when I moved to NY and the person I was moving to Harlem are so different, they may as well have been unrelated, or a symptom of split-personality disorder.
Most of this can be attributed to 9/11/2001.
(Please pardon the sappiness. I'm trying to hold it down, but I seem to be having a problem with my hormones today)
I woke up at 5:30, having been on only a couple hours sleep. My intention was to be out campaigning for several candidates, it being primary elections. I was supposed to go with Jason, and then head downtown to the Financial District for campaigning.
Instead, I rolled over and hit my alarm clock, then went back to sleep.
Just after the first plane hit, I got a call. Gella was in Brooklyn, home for the elections. I didn't have a tv at the time, so I turned on the radio. Then went online.
I was up and down at that point, alternately pacing and sitting, stunned by what I was hearing.
One plane.
Two planes.
People running.
Cops and firemen running into the towers to evacuate people.
All those people trapped on the top floors.
But we didn't think it was all that bad. I mean, these were the Towers. They survived the '93 bombing, they'd survive this, right?
Right?
Then the first tower fell.
Ok, so one fell. Tragedy, but there was still one standing, and it was the one that had been hit first. As long as it stood, we could be guaranteed that we would survive.
Then it fell.
I walked around like a zombie all day. Picked a friend of ours up from HS, along with a couple other students, but only after a struggle with the Administration. We had walked there from the UWS, and were prepared to walk to the Village, where our friends lived.
The entire trip down to the school was filled with people listening to radios and wondering what they could do. Everything was still. The only thing travelling down the streets were emergency vehicles, and everyone was huddled together in groups. The city was quieter than I'd ever heard it. There was no panic, just calm fear and awareness. Occasionally you'd see someone walking and staring, completely on automatic, and you just knew they'd been down there.
They just kept walking.
By the time we left the HS, they had the trains running, somewhat. What normally took 30 minutes instead took hours.
We got out of the W4th station, and stood there on 6th avenue, staring down at a plume of smoke. Sillouhetted against the smoke was the black rectangle of building 7. At this point, it was nearly 7pm. Only a short while before the final building fell.
There is not a single thing in this world I wanted more than for the people who had the idea to do something that terrible...Well, at the time I didn't know what I wanted, because my feelings of "peace is the answer" clashed with my sense of "kill them all, the mutherfuckers" and neither one felt right.
So many other things happened that evening, which I'll keep to myself out of respect for the others involved.
Coming full circle to 2005
I found myself looking down Lenox Avenue last night and wondering what the light I saw was, and trying to hash out where it was coming from. I knew it wasn't 125th, and it had to be below Central Park, so maybe Midt...
Oh.
Of course.
It was the Towers of Light. The memorial I consider to be the best possible. My mind, saturated with video games, pictured the souls of the dead rising through the pillars.
I watched a plane fly through it, illuminated briefly and looking ghostly. The image burned itself into my retinas and my brain, catching my breath for a moment. I felt the breeze melt past me, lifting my hair and shooting down my spine. Even with the busy street, the cars, people, and general city sound, I felt alone.
Quickly, I picked up my pace and marched home, my eyes continually darting to the line of white cutting through the night-dimmed sky. It brushed past the moon and continued on over the curve of the atmosphere.
I went out tonight and just sat on my front stoop, staring up at the light.
I've come a long way in the last four years. I'll probably continue to change in the next four.
I welcome you along on my journey. Rememberance of the past is the only way we can be assured of a bright future.
Never forget, Never forgive, and We Shall Overcome. But shall we stand together, or apart?
Posted by Kat at 11:00 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack
Why would TNT think this was a good day to air this?!
THIS IS REALLY FUCKING PISSING ME OFF.
At 7:50 pm on Sunday, September 11th, 2005, TNT played a commercial which claimed that bombs were placed inside the towers.
The url for this organization is reopen911.org. I refuse to provide a link. Go find it for yourself.
How in fucking hell could a tv station agree to air something that offensive on this of all days.
I'm still working on my 9/11 post, just because it's very emotional and I have trouble working on more than a bit at a time.
Things like that only make it worse.
I don't know if this is airing anywhere outside of NYC, and I hope it is, because sadly that might be the only way these people will be laughed out of business.
Directly from the website:
I had believed the administration’s conspiracy theory that 19 terrorists had attacked us. I thought that perhaps the military had screwed up royally. I am now convinced that it is the Bush administration’s “conspiracy theory” that is absurd; that 19 screw-ups, who couldn’t do anything right, somehow defeated the entire US Air Force, CIA, FBI, NSA, and multiple airport security screenings.
The site also calls Giuliani a "murderer" and claims the 7/7 attacks in London were impossible.
What really scares me though, is that the way they couch their information sounds almost rational. Most of these crackpots can be dismissed because what they sell sounds so idiotic. These crackpots offer facts very carefully, in such a way as to make them sound scientific, and tie reliable quotes from reliable sources to bizzare conclusions that have been extrapolated from sensible ideas.
If they have enough money to run a commercial in NYC on 9/11, what else do they have money for?
UPDATE: Barry reports that it's on CNN Headline News as well.
Turner-owned stations are the devil.
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September 10, 2005
Brewing up a post
I've got a post ready to go for tomorrow.
This is after me telling myself I wasn't going to post tomorrow because I wouldn't be able to handle it.
Four years.
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September 09, 2005
Kittens!
They've been named.
World, meet Athena and Sarai.
They're settling in, and they'll be very happy to wreak havoc on this site soon enough.
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September 07, 2005
Purry Puddles of Kitten
Breakthrough!
Popped open a can of food for the girls this morning. They came over and started winding around my ankles.
I was able to pick up the tortie (yes, I know they don't have names yet. Bear with me) and she curled up under my chin and PURRED!!!!
Ladies and gentlemen, we have purrs. This is great.
I haven't been able to stop smiling all day. She's getting really cuddly and friendly, and will actively come to me if I hold out my hand for her to sniff.
Her sister, on the other hand, is still fairly standoffish. She'll come around, but it's definitely going to take time for her to feel safe. It's a wait and see situation.
But purry kitten! Yay!
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September 06, 2005
Quick note -
You do what you have to in war to be able to win. Might does not make right, but oftentimes, being right means you have might on your side.
Posted by Kat at 12:45 PM | Comments (0) | TrackBack
Disturbed
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WHAT THE FUCK?!
This just ended up in my spam filter.
I think, if you're going to be recruiting "gay fetish" websites, you should learn how to spell.
Fuckers.
Posted by Kat at 12:34 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack
First Night
Well, after their first night in their new home, the kitties are doing nicely. They're still holed up under the couch, but last night they came out to play quite a bit.
They're so tiny. It amazes me that such beautiful little creatures are deigning to share it's space with me.
8 weeks old. That's all they are. Babies. And I'm trying so hard to make them comfortable. I settle myself on the floor, with my laptop, and work from there. So far, the tortie will let me pick her up and cuddle her for a few moments, though she doesn't actively seek me out. Her sister is still pretty skittish, and it will take time to win her over, but when she is...She'll be loyal and friendly. Just like my Puddy.
I'm still bouncing around names. I've considered naming the tortie Nefreet, in honor of Christy Marx's recently departed moggy. Since the ginger has such a little voice on her, perhaps Siryn or something of that sort (Siren? Don't know if I like that spelling) would work well.
Back to work. I have a hair appt today at 3, we'll see if I am getting the Liscio or if my hair is too messed up for that.
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September 05, 2005
More Kittens!
She really is a little queen. I'm thinking I need an appropriate mischevious goddess name for her. Something Egyptian or Celtic.
I'm so glad to see this one play, even if I'm not part of it.
Yes, that's under my couch (I know I need to dust under there, you don't have to tell me). They've made themselves very happy under there. It's the perfect height for them. They're Cave Kittens!
Which reminds me, I got my package from Laurence for sponsoring him in the Blogathon (I ended up giving 50 bucks instead of the 25 I had pledged) and the photos of Edloe are just waiting for an appropriate frame to come my way. I'm very picky about frames.
Posted by Kat at 09:59 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack
Incoming!
Hello, world...
Neither one is named yet, I'm not sure what to name them.
Photos taken by Jason, as I was busy trying to get them to say hello to the world.
Tortie girl. She's gonna be a big one. Friendly, curious, playful, and a total lap cat. I think she has some Maine Coon in her, based on the ear tufts and facial shape.
Ginger and white tabby. She's a bit more skittish, but a thorough beauty. Skinny and little, I think she'll be more like my Puddy Tat. She was the first to leave their crate, but now she's mostly holed up under the couch. She'll be ok. I'm sitting on the floor so they get used to me.
The tortiegirl slept for a while. I think the cab ride wore her out. I really need to get names for them.
Meanwhile, her sister looked around.
Finally, after some play with a mousie on a string, this one popped out, looked around for her sister, found her, and went after her.
Last one for today. They're really cute.
I mean really cute.
They'll tear up my home, my heart, and my skin in no time at all.
*sigh*
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September 03, 2005
Happy Birfday to me...
3 hours and 18 minutes until the to-the-minute anniversary of my birth, 24 years ago.
Yup. I'm admitting my age.
You can all bow in worship now.
As I write this, Rehnquist is dead. We shall see what happens in terms of not only his replacement as a justice, but his replacement as the chief justice.
Also, I just had really good cake.
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September 02, 2005
"What would you do...
...without me if you were attacked by a flock of nits, and I wasn't around to nitpick?"
--Jason, in response to my assertation that he's a nasty nitpicker. Ok, I didn't use the word "nasty", but it just sounds better that way.
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September 01, 2005
Sadness never seems to end, does it...
Especially when it comes to cats.
Michele found out today that her new kitten (such a cutie) tested positive for FeLV, which is hopefully a false positive or is something that won't impact her too soon.
She can use all the info and support she can get, so head over there and give her good mojo (but leave the jojo out, that can make things a bit icky).
A woman I haven't mentioned here, but who I've been reading since I was introduced to her Silly Sleeping Olympics, Christy Marx, just lost one of her Horde. They're all special, and all have a place in her heart and home, but this one seems to be her true heartmate. She also needs love and support, especially since it was so unexpected and sudden.
I'm still on a kitten hunt, so if any of you readers know of a pair of kittens (tabby, ginger, grey, not tuxedo, calico or tortie), either related or very good friends, in the NYC area (within mass transport range) and at least one of them is female, then let me know. I'm ready to take them Monday or later.
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Barry, Barry, Barry...
You only just link Karol, and didn't realize she's an NYC Republican before now?
*waves hand*
I am too. Actually had Karol linked a while ago, though we have yet to meet.
Perhaps I will throw a birthday party for myself next week and invite all the conservibloggers in the city. Could be a good opportunity to network.
Anyone interested?
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General Information Post
Few things.
I've been too upset to blog about Katrina and it's aftereffects. There are so many people out there that have wonderful things to say, and of the links I have are to ones who are doing good.
Stop the ACLU vs Insta: I think STACLU is silly. Not necessarily as an organization, but for reacting that strongly to a comment by someone who has actually worked with them. I think that they have done the occasional good deed, though they are getting over the top and don't focus enough on real issues.
This weekend, I'll be headed (back) up to NH, as it is my birfday on Sunday. You may all wish me good things in the comments. So the light-to-nonexistant blogging shall continue.
Carry on.
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