Friday, October 08, 2010

Friday Pussy Blog: Orange Bulk Containment Edition

Sweet Pea has been spending a bit of time on the door mat lately. Tiger does as well, and it's kind of funny when they are both on it because there's hardly any room on it.



Last night we let Sweet Pea in the house for a few minutes so he could visit with his sister, Sissy, and the Tot. After we let him back out, the Tot was just in a crazy state, sitting in the kitchen just talking about something. We suspect he wondered where Sweet Pea had gone, and wanted us to know he's perfectly capable of supervising another cat in the house. I have no doubt.



The Tot is still spending time each day in the amazon box. I guess I can never toss it out. I need to get him a decorative basket at least.



The box cannot contain all of his orangey bulk.





At least he can spread out on the floor!



HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!

Fall Gardening

Hard to believe it's time to start our fall gardening. It's a dual effort -- txrad will maintain the garden and I'll participate in the harvest and the eating.



Swiss chard and collards are my favorites.

My apologies to all the folks up north who cannot participate in this ritual. Sorry to be a tease!

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Thoughts On God And Heaven

If there is a God, I think He or She should be more like Me in terms of how I deal with my outside cats.

I'd like to hear "come on in the big house. Take a look around. See if it's right for You, and if You want to go back outside to think it over, be My guest."

Somehow it just doesn't seem right that We should have to buy into this sight unseen.

Word of mouth often goes awry.

Thursday Morning Buzz

I got a buzz just from watching a few of these cannabis videos.



But check out #9 from Gropech. Wow, talk about clinical and sterile. As with chickens, I could see a big "free-range" movement growing in response to this. Give those plants some fresh air!

Friday, October 01, 2010

Arkansas Trip: 2010

I left Austin Saturday morning on 9/25 for my annual trip to Arkansas. Interstate 30 took me from Dallas to Little Rock where I spent the night with a friend before journeying on to McGehee on Sunday morning.



Even though Little Rock isn't exactly what you'd call being on the direct route, I have found this is easier for me in terms of the drive, and I can arrive at my mom's house feeling a bit more refreshed and not so road-weary.



McGehee is a farm community, as evidenced by this grain facility, and also a wet community, as evidenced by the adjacent liquor facility.




It's also kind of swampy in those parts. This picture of me I took at the Wiley A. McGehee Memorial Park in town, or as I like to call it, the "Swamp Park." [click to embiggen.]



My brother and I drove out to the farm. This is the foundation of our farm house where we grew up. Too bad the house burned down a few years ago after being sold back in the 1980s. I have lots of wonderful memories growing up there.



The farmland begins at the edge of the 5-acre lot where the house was.



This year the entire farm was devoted to the growing of soybeans. This was probably the first year ever in which cotton wasn't grown. My mother was somewhat irked by that fact.



At the back of the farm is an area we called the break. It makes the "Swamp Park" in town pale in comparison. The water has always been coated in a green moss which creates the illusion that you could walk on it. I would advise against that.

I used to go back there as a kid and could find arrowheads and other bits of Indian pottery in the fields after they had been plowed.



It was also very dry and dusty. I have never seen dirt so fine and powdery. It was almost like driving through 6 or 8 inches of snow.



One of the neighboring farms did have some cotton and it was one of the few fields in which the harvest wasn't completed for the year.

Tuesday morning I drove back to Little Rock to have some Indian food. Ironically, this Indian restaurant was located in a building which had housed a Tuesday Morning store.



Just up the street there in this photo is another small Indian restaurant called Amruth. That had been my destination for lunch but unfortunately they were closed on Tuesdays! I was quite surprised to see this huge sign for Taj Mahal in the area as Little Rock had been lacking a variety of Indian restaurants until now.

The food was splendid and the mint chutney was probably the finest I have ever tasted. I will definitely be returning to this one.

Wednesday morning I was on the road ahead, being pulled deep into the heart of central Texas by noon on I-35, bound for kona ranch.



Not long after I took this shot from a Schlotzsky's parking lot in Belton, Texas, I passed a billboard of President Obama with "Socialist" printed on it.

Vacation over. Back to reality.

Friday Dog Blogging

During my trip to Arkansas I got to hang out with some of my canine buddies.



I spent Saturday night with my friend Elizabeth who was dog-sitting Baxter. He is a joy to behold!

When I got to McGehee, my brother was already there with TJ.



TJ wasn't quite sure what to make of me when I showed up. I could have been friend or foe.


It wasn't long before he loosened up.




Then we were buds.

Friday Pussy Blog - Back Home Edition

I'm back!



The Tot seems to have missed me as he's been a wild boy since I got home.



Deaf Tiger has taken to sleeping in the wild sunflower patch all day.



Nothing new with Sissy. Sleeping on the bed all day.


Sweet Pea preparing for his nap this morning. One last glance at his daddy.

Happy Friday, as meaningless as that is to me since I've been on vacation all week.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Friday Pussy Blog: Saying Goodbye Edition

This has been one crazy week. I had Monday off, then a physical exam at the doctor's office on Tuesday morning before going to work. That led to another doctor's appointment this morning for a colonoscopy consultation. I've been insanely busy trying to get caught up on everything before leaving tomorrow for a quick trip to Arkansas to visit with my mother for her 87th birthday which is today.

Three weeks from today my colonoscopy will be a day behind me and I'm looking forward to what I hope is the last of the medical inspections and procedures for 2010! I may try and squeeze a dentist in before the end of the year.

Meanwhile, I have dragged out the bags for packing and I do believe the Tot is going to miss me. And likewise. But txrad is staying behind on cat duty!



Happy Friday everyone! See you mid-week when I return, unless I can squeeze in a post while on the road via a wi-fi connection.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

We're Killing a Harmless Snake

A few years ago I saw a snake in the backyard. It was something I'd never seen before, definitely not the harmless thin garter snake. This one wasn't particularly pretty and it was fat. It was coiled. And it hissed a lot.

The cats seemed intrigued and I was freaking out for their safety. Rather than take the time to consult the Snake Book, I got the hoe and dispensed with the fucker in short order, thinking it was out to get all of us.

It was a harmless hognose snake. I have never forgiven myself.

And this is what I see happening in the 2010 elections. We are all so freaked the fuck out, angry, scared, fearing the other, that we are willing to do damage to innocents, just to get the thing out of our midst, even if its intent is good, and even if it isn't being very successful at the moment.

Thus concludes today's lesson.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Flower Power

Back when I was around 8 years old I went to visit my grandmother in Dallas. She was a manager of apartment complexes in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area in the 60s and 70s.

I had been out there for some reason....the Texas State Fair or something. And for $5 I bought one of those mechanical sunflowers that would move to the sound of music.

I took it back to my grandmother's office where her hippie girl hired help saw it and was impressed. Hippie Girl wanted to buy it from me. George Harrison was playing in the background.

I refused to sell. Hippie Girl offered me a profit..offering to give me $8 or $10 for this piece of trash which, oddly enough, was not made in China at the time. Probably made in the USA.

But I refused to sell. Because I did not believe in the profit motive. I thought it was dead wrong. And I steadfastly refused. I felt like I was cheating her.

Not much has changed since I was 8.

Friday, September 17, 2010

John Lennon Was It

"When the power of love overcomes the love of power, then the world will be at peace."

- John Lennon.

Friday Pussy Blog: Tot in a Box Edition

What a week! We're all tired and ready for the weekend.



Sleepy Tot with all his pretty pink parts.



Yawning Tot with all his pretty pink parts.



Does this box make me look enormous? Or just silly?

TOT!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Dinah Needs Dollars

A friend of ours of rather limited means has a sweet little kitteh who is celebrating her 9th birthday by spending two nights in a vet's office and receiving antibiotics.

Got any loose change floating around in your PayPal account? I'm sure Dinah would appreciate any help with her vet bill which is currently around $250. Maybe if we can exceed the vet bill in donations, Dinah might even get some special tasty treats when she does come home.

Click on Dinah and she'll quickly whisk you to a blog where you can contribute in the sidebar.


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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Let's Dress Up and Go Shopping!

No further comment...





And in the anxiety-I'm-glad-I-don't-have department:



I did set up a Vox account at one point 2 or 3 years ago but never did anything with it, thankfully. Dealing with the demise of Haloscan was enough drama for me, thank you very much.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Boehner Fails in Cigarette Promotion

Too bad the Boehner doesn't share the same attitude about pot, something which actually has some benefits.

Mr. Boehner said he and other Americans should have the right to decide for themselves.


Yeah, tell that to the tens of thousands (and I'm being nice) of Americans serving time for marijuana convictions.

Fucker.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

{sigh}

Let me tell you a simple fact: I don't deal with limbo very well. I feel as if my life has been in limbo for several years. I've basically given up on seeing any progress on the political front, and that has caused me to focus on areas where I have more control over the limbo situation -- my personal life.

I can't even seem to figure out if I'm depressed or just incredibly frustrated with this feeling of stagnation. I know a huge part of it is related to my upcoming bankruptcy. I'm not depressed that I'm doing it. On the contrary, I can hardly wait to get it behind me. And I keep putting it off for what appears, to me at least, to be valid reasons; I'm just not at all sure they are worth the wait.

For anyone reading this who isn't aware of the circumstances, my financial woes are not the result of a reckless spending spree beyond my means to pay. I had maintained an impeccable credit record through the years and by 2005 I was basically free of debt, aside from the mortgage, for the first time since I was around 20.

It was in 2005 when I was running my own advertising agency when things got seriously out of control. Where I had been very practical and conservative in the management of my personal budget, I was the exact opposite in the management of business finances. My quest for success, even in the face of impossible odds, completely blinded me to my dire situation. Imagine compressing 18 months of a frantic desire to achieve what wasn't meant to be down to a single intoxicated night in a casino with a wallet full of credit cards and an ATM machine next to the craps table. That is how it seems in retrospect. $150,000 in debt and nothing to show for it except for boxes filled with television station invoices which I would seriously like to remove from my sight.

As my credit score sank into the crapper due to my inability to make even the minimum monthly payments on the cards I had used for cash advances to fund my business, I began receiving notices in the mail from other cards that my credit limits were being reduced. This was happening with cards not used to fund my business; cards which in some cases hadn't even had a balance on them for months.

Ever since that world collapsed at my feet at the close of 2006, I have continued normal everyday life, using the "good" credit cards as I always have -- purchasing day to day necessities like groceries, and paying the balance in full every month. Only one card has never reduced my credit limit. I don't want to name names but it rhymes with uncover. It also offers a very lucrative "cash back" feature which I recently used to order gift cards from Loews and Sears. Most importantly, it was that card and the unaffected credit limit which allowed me to pay for my surgery back in March. So I understand the importance of having a card with a generous credit limit for emergencies.

Things get very tricky when you are filing for bankruptcy. You are required to report certain financial events and transactions, and the one I'm most concerned about is the requirement to "list all payments to any creditors totaling more than $600 made within 90 days immediately preceding the filing" for bankruptcy.

The last payment to that particular card was $1,300 on August 20 and I haven't used it since. My plan is to wait and file for bankruptcy the week of Thanksgiving which will eliminate my need to report that transaction and hopefully leave that card out of the process. Even so, there are no guarantees that the card won't be revoked once I am on record as having filed for bankruptcy. (This is why I redeemed most of my cash-back points for the gift cards!) I'm just hoping, since I have been a card member since 1989 and have a flawless payment record, they will overlook the bankruptcy, just as they overlooked my plummeting credit score and never touched my credit limit.

Part of me has to ask myself if it's even worth the wait. Life won't come to and end just because I have no credit, or very limited credit. Cash-back rewards are great, but in the grand scheme of things, that's not even a cherry on the cake of life.

There are other stressful financial aspects to filing for bankruptcy. I cannot have more than $750 in the bank when I file. These last 4 months of the year are when a lot of recurring expenses come due: car insurance, homeowners insurance, and property taxes. And while I have money to cover those, I have to plan this out very carefully.

The property taxes are the big whopper and I don't think that bill comes until sometime in November which is another reason I have opted to wait. It is possible to pre-pay early, but the funds go into an escrow account rather than actually being paid on the taxes, and then once the bill comes, I have to get on the phone and arrange to have them transfer the funds from the escrow account. It's probably not a big hassle but I'm using it as an excuse to wait. And as I wait, I torture myself.

I am also not dealing very well with the aging process and the resulting recognition of mortality, but if I were to get into that right now, it would double the size of this post, so I will just address it in a way which directly relates to bankruptcy.

My "American Dream" has always been to simply have a roof over my head, live in a comfortable home, and be able to grow a wide variety of vegetables in a large garden. Turning 50 this year made me realize I'm not quite there yet and that perhaps I need to get serious about it if I really want it. We both love everything about our home here in Austin, the neighborhood, and Austin itself. But the soil here, or actually the lack thereof, is not conducive to gardening, nor is the climate particularly accommodating in the summer.

It is also getting increasingly difficult to get away from here to go visit my mother in Arkansas and as she is aging, I should probably be going more often, not less. Living in Arkansas would facilitate having more frequent visits during the last few years of her life and would give me better growing conditions for the garden I so desperately want.

Unfortunately, in the context of my present reality (not to mention the economic reality), this is easier to fantasize about than to actually do. If we were to sell our house for top-dollar, it would not be a problem to pay cash for a house on a decent piece of land somewhere. I'm sure we'd need to since a home loan might be difficult or impossible to acquire right after filing bankruptcy. And then the reality of the logistics sinks in. We have to sell this house before we can buy another. That's likely going to involve a period of time in between with more limbo.

I suppose part of my problem is that I tend to pile too much on myself at once. I need to break this down into manageable segments and accomplish one at a time. Moving is something I should not even be thinking about for at least six months, and then it might not actually happen for another six. That is a worry I do not need to take on right now.

First priority is the bankruptcy. I have a hunch that once that is done, I can perhaps take a deep breath and proceed to take the next step in life with a clearer mind. In the meantime, I need to learn how to cope and focus on the smaller tasks at hand.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Friday Pussy Blog: Apple Fanboy Edition

I can't believe I haven't posted a thing since Sunday. It was not a good week as I was having old router issues preventing me from steady internet access until the new router finally got here on Wednesday. And now suddenly, it's Friday.

The router is amazing.



As you can see, it's an Apple AirPort Extreme. Very simple, very easy to set up, and I'm sold on it! And I'm not the only Apple Fanboy in the house.



I do think amazon should have used a larger shipping box though.

Sunday, September 05, 2010

Sunday Bonus Pussy Blog: Liquor Kitteh

I'm always happy when I have an excuse to swing by Oak Hill Liquor because I get some lovin' time with Liquor Kitteh. I was in there yesterday and wishing I had my camera.

Today I was checking to see if they have a Facebook page. They do, and I learned that Liquor Kitteh's real name is Maceo. But to me she'll always be Liquor Kitteh! I snatched a couple of photos from Facebook for your amusement.



She can only handle her booze in kitteh-sized bottles!



Heh..wherz my hooch?

Saturday, September 04, 2010

Despair: 2010

I have got to distance myself somewhat from politics. That's not to say I'm going to stop reading or turn off the TV and pretend it doesn't exist. But I do need to get over this notion that my one vote can make a difference when I'm living in a country where 50% of us don't bother to vote, and 95% of those who do think the only serious choices are Democrats or Republicans, with the occasional independent thrown into the mix who, in most cases is either a former Democrat or Republican.

I am exhausted with watching the pendulum swing every election cycle in only two directions: left or right Democrat or Republican.

It was crystal clear to me in 2007 that the economic meltdown was going to be one hell of a bastard, and I could not fathom why anyone would seek the highest office in the land with the job of turning the country around after 8 years of the Bush regime and two wars in progress. For as much as I wanted to see Democrats get swept back into power, it seemed like a suicide mission. Lo and behold, my predictions are right on track.

Unfortunately, we seem dangerously close to returning those to power who helped get us where we are now, because of our frustration that the new guy hasn't restored health, vigor and free-wheeling prosperity to a nation which has been kicked in the gut and is spitting up blood. So let's vote Republican again and get back in the ring for another and final ass-whuppin'?

Well, be my guest. It's your country too. Although I must say I refuse to be held responsible for the outcome. I'm not one of the people who is going to sit out any election due to disenfranchisement with an impotent political system. I will vote, as I always do, with a sound and intelligent mind, for the best candidate on the ballot. I will come home, turn on the TV, and watch as the votes are tallied across this nation. And I will hope for the best. I will hope that ignorance does not prevail. I will hope that racism is not a factor. Without a doubt, in some races I am going to be disappointed. It seems inevitable.

For the last 25 years or so I have waited for the next generation to come of age and get involved politically. And now that the moment is here, I can't begin to express my frustration. Yes, they did seem energized in 2008 by the message of hope and change coming from a man who would make history as the nation's first black president. Whether that enthusiasm will carry on into the 2010 elections remains to be seen. The signs aren't looking very good.

This graphic cracked me up. A few days ago a Facebook friend of mine posted it to her page as-is, and without additional commentary. What soon followed was an eye-opening outburst from a guy hurling insult after insult at blacks, Muslims, gays, and people who work for a living but happen to have a differing political view. He essentially had zero tolerance for anyone who didn't share his beliefs. And this wasn't some fellow with white socks pulled up to his knees and tea bags hanging from his hat; this guy was young enough to be my son. Yep, that's right: the next generation I've been waiting on for two decades. And you can bet your chapped ass he's going to vote.

This was not some isolated incident either. I see this in one form or another on a regular basis, on Facebook and elsewhere. Whereas we once differed by party affiliation (or lack thereof), and on the issue of abortion, we now differ on sexual orientation, whether gay people should be afforded the same right to engage in a state-sanctioned relationship which conveys rights and privileges currently provided to opposite-sex couples. And lately, we have begun to differ over truly inconsequential issues like...where law-abiding Americans should be allowed to build a mosque, and in some cases, whether they should be allowed.

All of this plays perfectly with the building opposition to all things Democrat and Obama. Every single fringe issue does nothing but bolster the opposition and divide the rest of us.

So you'll have to pardon me if I sit quietly the next two months, watching and waiting. It's quite clear I'm not going to change any minds with my viewpoints no matter how eloquently and logically they are presented. So I simply won't waste my time. Besides, Americans of voting age are, by default, adults, and should have the wherewithal to make rational and intelligent decisions based on the plethora of available facts these days. If they, as a voting bloc, manage to usher in a different kind of change which is motivated by fear and hatred, so be it.

I have and will do my small part to prevent that madness from happening. Whether the rest of us of sound mind and body care enough to do the same remains to be seen.

Friday, September 03, 2010

The Greatest Man In The World

Whisky, Tot, and Thurber. Can Friday nights get any better than this?


Friday Pussy Blog: 9 Lives Edition

I mentioned Tiger on my Facebook page a few days ago in joking that he's about 140 years old. He's gotten so feeble in his old age. However, I'm starting to think he wobbles when he walks partly because he's gone completely deaf in the last couple of months. Poor boy.

He says: "Fuck 9 lives; I'm gonna have 12, thank you very much."



And I kanz tuch me noze wit me tung.




Sissy. Relaxing on the bed. What else?



Sweet Pea waiting for the food arrival.



Tater Tot trying his best to supervise work today while feeling drowsy.


It was a week from hell at work. But today was a pretty good day, the office closed early for the long weekend at 2:00 (but I still had some work to finish up), and I won't have to do any this weekend! I get to enjoy a full 3 days off! YAY!

Happy Friday & Happy Labor Day, everyone!

Monday, August 30, 2010

Goodhair Poses a Question

And I have the answer: what an imbecile.
“We’re creating more jobs than any other state in the nation. … Would you rather live in a state like this, or in a state where a man can marry a man?”

Saturday, August 28, 2010

kona's saturday night austin tour, but first : Quirky Question of the Day

I know all of you have some weird quirks or you wouldn't be coming anywhere near this blog. So I have a question for you:

What common thing or occurrence can you simply not stand?


This can't be something like fingernails on a chalk board because that bothers a lot of people; it has to be something rather unique to yourself that hardly anyone else would understand the aversion.

For me, I can't stand hearing an audience on an audio recording. It almost completely ruins a recorded event for me if the performer does any type of interaction with the crowd during a recording, and the louder the response from the crowd, whether they are laughing or cheering, the more I cringe up in a knot.

I've never been much of a fan of live musical recordings either. During my youth I accidentally purchased a few by accident, not realizing they were live recordings. Once in a while, a band would sneak one song in on me on a studio album.

Back in the 80s when I lived in London, I purchased a cassette tape of a comedy routine recorded by Dudley Moore and Peter Cook, and while I enjoyed it the first time around, I never had any interest in listening to it again, because I don't really like being spoken to, or read to, in an audio recording. NO TALKING BOOKS IN MY HOUSE! (But if you are into that kind of thing, and don't mind off-color vile humor, get it! It's great!)

But I have absolutely no problem with live video recordings of anything and can watching them over and over. Maybe with any spoken word, or audience involvement, I need to see faces and facial expressions, whereas music recorded in a studio transcends the person(s) involved.

txrad likes Prairie Home Companion on NPR. Needless to say, I detest it. But DJs talking don't bother me, as long as they keep it relevant, nor do on-air radio interviews disturb me in the least. Maybe it's because I don't feel like I'm being spoken to, but rather that I'm eavesdropping.

There's a fine line in there somewhere.

I now return you to our regularly scheduled Saturday night programming.

Let's go to P3:

Friday, August 27, 2010

Friday Pussy Blog: BirkenTot Edition

The boy is soooooo sweet!



Teh humanz shooz fit meh!



Happy Friday all you Tot lovers!

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

1 Man & 1 WoMan: 20 Years Happily Unmarried

Twenty years ago on this date I'd been living in San Diego barely two months. I was getting ready for another Friday night out at the Metro in the Hillcrest neighborhood for some drinking and dancing. I had no idea it was the night I'd meet the man I'd be with 20 years later.

I asked him to marry me shortly after we met knowing that we couldn't, legally. And at the time I had no idea that during the time we were together, gay marriage would be legal in six five states by the time we were celebrating 20 years together.

Texas isn't one of those states, nor does the US recognize same-sex unions. We're still waiting.

Although in all honesty, given the track record of "sanctified" marriages, we aren't doing bad at all.
Percentage of marriages that end in divorce in America: 53%

Medical field(s) with the highest divorce rate: psychiatrists and marriage counselors

Percentage of marriages where one or both spouses admit to infidelity, either physical or emotional: 41%

Percentage of men who admit to committing infidelity in any relationship they've had: 57%

Percentage of women who admit to committing infidelity in any relationship they've had: 54%

Percentage of men and women who admit to having an affair with a co-worker: 36%

Percentage of men and women who admit to infidelity on business trips: 36%

Percentage of men and women who admit to infidelity (emotional or physical) with a brother-in-law or sister-in-law: 17%

Percentage of men who say they would have an affair if they knew they would never get caught: 74%

Percentage of women who say they would have an affair if they knew they would never get caught: 68%

So, all you folks who think we should not have the right, carry on with your happy lives.

And one more thing: You know those people --usually op-ed writer-types-- who are in favor of same-sex marriages but they frame it in a comical way, like "gays should be allowed to get married! Why shouldn't they have the right to experience the same misery as the rest of us?"

I have a message for you. Contrary to what you may think, unmarried gay couples who have lived together more than six weeks don't live a life of non-stop blissful euphoria with feather boas waving in the air over cocktails. Relationships are challenging at times. There are great days and there are major disagreements. And it makes no difference whether it's two same-sex couples or opposite-sex couples living together married or unmarried. The dynamics are exactly the same.

But I am happy we are together and I can't imagine living life without my man.

Sometimes I wonder if those who are so adamantly against same-sex marriages aren't just slightly concerned that some of us will make them look bad, statistically speaking. (Yeah, I know; it's mostly the whole God thing, and I decided not to post my diatribe on that topic. Trying to keep this as positive as possible on a very special day.)

Monday, August 23, 2010

Hot August Wind Chill

I'm such a weather geek. I'm loving my new weather station which sends data directly to my PC. It is particularly useful in monitoring the wind chill this time of year. If this was a speedometer I'd be in violation of the law.



Saturday, August 21, 2010

Friday, August 20, 2010

Friday Pussy Blog: Theremin Pussy Edition

Damn, shitfuckhell, what a week and a day!





It could be a yawn. Or it could be a scream.






Hat tip to Witchay Woman for the theremin vid! It's got some David Lynch vibe to it.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

"Christ, What a Hysteric"

The HBO series "True Blood" is all the rage these days. Rolling Stone devoted a cover to it. And it's pretty humorous if you want my opinion, given that it is a vampire series. I mean, come on, how do you promote a vampire series without fangs or blood?




[Oh, screw you, Bhotofucket!] Glad I keep backups:




Someone was offended by it. And I didn't create the title of this post; she did, along with a "Trigger warning for sexualized violence."
I've heard that about me.


Please. Can we separate fiction from reality? I know it's all too easy to draw them together with metaphors, but... just saying. Get a grip. (And regarding that boob grip, they are a couple. Wanna do it in fake blood? Be my guest! Free country!)

Some of us still have the ability to make distinctions and draw lines.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Friday the 13th Pussy Blog

Fuuuuuuuuuucccckkkkk~ What a day...what a week.



Hope yours was a little easier than mine was! Happy Friday!

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Childhood Without Inhibitions

I'm not sure why this crossed my mind today but it certainly makes for another interesting Question of the Day until I can get my shit together for a real post.

When I was in the first grade, I remember sitting behind a girl in glass. Her name was Becky and her mother owned a clothing store in my hometown.

Becky had beautiful silky black hair, just shy of shoulder-length, and I'd reach up and pull my fingers through her hair. It felt so good. Apparently she didn't mind because I certainly don't ever recall an incident in which I was told to "STOP it, you freak!" It was just one of those innocent 7-year-old moments of exploration I guess.

A year or two later I remember another girl spontaneously deciding to stick her tongue in my ear. I think her name was Carol. Last name: Russell. (That just came to me as I was typing this post.) It was an "ewwwwww" moment for me.

And then, in the same classroom and the same year, there was a boy who would come to the back of the classroom where there was a shelf of books, and while I was flipping through a book, he would unzip my pants and stick his hand in there. And this was while the classroom was full and the teacher was in the room. (Sorry, I don't remember his name. Honestly.)

I'm just curious. Do the rest of you have stories like this, or was it just me?

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Cat Commands

I've decided to do a Question of the Day which can carry on through Thursday since I expect to be busy and may not get a Thursday post up.

What is the most common command you make to your cat?

If you are a dog owner, you may substitute. Ditto for parakeets (although I'm not sure that parakeets take commands very well. Joe? Tracy? Care to weigh in?)

If you have no pets, substitute children. Or whatever.

I rarely make commands of Sissy because she's generally well-behaved and not a nuisance in any way whatsoever. The same cannot be said of the Tot, so I have two most-common commands to offer up:

1. Get out of the way, boy!

2. Boy, get out of my shoes!

As Above, So Below

Canada legalized same-sex marriage in 2005 and was the first country in the Americas to do so. Just slightly less than five years later, Mexico City legalized same-sex unions. In mid-July of this year, Argentina legalized it. And now, the Mexican Supreme Court has ruled that such marriages must be recognized nationwide. I like this rapid progress!
The court had already ruled this month that Mexico City’s same-sex marriage law, which took effect in March and has resulted in hundreds of same-sex marriages, was constitutional.

But on Tuesday, the court went a step further, ruling 9 to 2 against a complaint from the attorney general’s office, which had said that other jurisdictions should not be required to honor marriages that were performed in Mexico City.

This is a huge win for us. Despite the fact the other Mexican states are not required to offer same-sex marriages, this court ruling still is a giant step forward, and places the United States in the position of being surrounded by legally married gay folks.

Perhaps someday we'll join them. But will the United States be the last country in the Americas to make it legal? That wouldn't surprise me.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Stop the Killing

Another reason why the death penalty must go.
“I am gravely concerned that the State of Ohio may be on the verge of executing an innocent person,” Jim Petro, a former Ohio attorney general and a Republican who described himself as a death penalty supporter, wrote in a letter to [Gov. Ted] Strickland.

The article goes on to point out that Ohio trails only my current state in executions over the past two years.

There are times when being #1 and #2 are not honorable. This is one of them.

Monday, August 09, 2010

Fuck CAMP

I hate CAMP. So damn stupid.
"To point out the obvious, in almost 30 years, CAMP has been unable to reduce marijuana use or availability," said Mike Meno, communications director for the Marijuana Policy Project. "All it does is pay for law enforcement officers to go out in the woods and pull weeds. Every year, they find more and more, and that just motivates illegal growers to plant more."

"CAMP is an enormous waste of money -- I've even heard law enforcement refer to this as helicopter rides," said Margaret Dooley-Sammuli of the Drug Policy Alliance in Los Angeles. "It's fun for them, but spending this money on that doesn't do any good, and that's a shame when we're in such dire budgetary shape on all levels."

Saturday, August 07, 2010

konagod's saturday night austin tour

Sahara Smith at Threadgill's in Austin during SXSW 2010.



I just heard this song a short while ago on the radio for the first time and loved it. Had to share.

Friday, August 06, 2010

Friday Pussy Blog: Speechless Edition

After one of the most intense weeks at work I've had in quite a while, I ended the week with an exhausting two hour meeting with a bankruptcy lawyer. Got home after 7:00 tonight. Nothing more to say. :-)



Just got a rare shot of Sissy in some location besides the bed! Now you know she's alive and not just some stuffed animal on the bed I keep photographing week after week!


And now, for all you Totohaulics. The Great Orange Master:



TGIF. And I seriously mean that this week!

Wednesday, August 04, 2010

The Best News I've Heard This Year!



What boggles my mind is why so many people would bother to give one iota about the issue of marriage equality, let alone contributing huge sums of money to stop marriage equality from happening! Despite what the far-right likes to say, it doesn't have any impact on heterosexual marriages any more than unmarried gays living together has an impact on unmarried straights living together.

This is not a liberal/conservative/Democrat/Republican issue; this is an EQUAL RIGHTS issue.

And while this ruling will be appealed, and it may well turn up in the lap of SCOTUS, today is a victory I will relish long and hard. It is a big steaming hot dish of fuckyou served up to the Mormon Church, and any other idiot groups who pumped millions of dollars into the campaign of H8.

And I can't help but sit here with this smirk on my face wondering if they all got their money's worth in the end.

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

All Eyes on California

Because Wednesday is going to be a big day.
A San Francisco federal judge on Wednesday will issue a much anticipated ruling in the Proposition 8 trial, a decision that will be a first step in a long legal process to decide whether California's voter-approved ban on same-sex marriage violates the federal constitution.

Unfortunately, it won't mark the end, but at least another step in the process will be behind us.
Either way the judge decides, the losing side is expected to appeal the ruling to the 9th U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals. Most legal experts expect the case to ultimately be decided in the U.S. Supreme Court.

Also, unfortunately.