Pawprints From Space

Kerfuffle? Yup. It is a word, it's a fun word even meaning uproar and such. The amazing part is that someone who is known for mangling regular everyday words and tripping over sentences actually used it - correctly! - in a sentence. The sad thing is that probably half of the reporters in the audience had to look it up. Fun words. If you're at all into fun words check out The Superior Person's Book of Words by Peter Bowler. It is a great little dictionary with all sorts of silly, fun mile-long words.To whit: Nosopoetic meaning "producing disease, unhygienic and/or infected". How to use it in a sentence? Easy! The next time some obnoxious person proudly shows off some awful and/or over-priced thingy they have purchased simply because they can you could say "Ah, how perfectly nosopoetic!" They will be pleased thinking you've just raved over the whatever and you can be smug knowing you've just told them exactly what you think and they have no clue. H...

Things just keep on getting weirder. Life just keeps on rushing ahead at warp speed and frankly my dears.... I'm fed up. Yup. It's rant time! Today's rant is brought to you by corporate big shots who in the rush to improve the bottom line trample all over the folks they supposedly "value". To whit: reorganization which is just another pleasant euphemism for "we're going cut jobs, increase workload, go all Big Brother on you and you're gonna like it or we will get rid of you too while we sip colorful drinks in resorts". The Enron boys aren't the only arrogant souls out there you know. Okay I don't work for Corporate America but nonprofits are not immune to the joys of watching the bottom line and the need to restructure and its only a matter of time before it hits our world too. So I gotta ask: what happens to all the great volunteers who suddenly don't have a local office to turn to? How are they supposed to feel connected to the caus...

Bay 1997 - 2006 - Christmas 2005 

Yesterday our household lost its heart. Baby was the kitty who took care of everyone. When you were sick she was the one who snuggled up and stayed with you. When you were upset and crying she ran to you and nuzzled and cuddled until you felt better. She kept the other two cats in line, chased the squirrels out of the yard and gave the birds reason to fear even though she never killed one. She was small and feisty with a big heart. Unfortunately her heart just couldn't keep up with her and after a routine surgery to remove a skin lesion that big heart gave out during recovery. The pretty kitty had hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. Cardiomyopathy it turns out is the major type of heart disease in cats but virtually undetectable. At nine years old Baby was very lucky, most cats with this condition do not live anywhere near this long. She will be well and truly missed and impossible to replace.

Okay, I have now officially seen everything. I thought I had before you know, but nope I was wrong. The other night coming home from class I was behind a red Ford pick up truck at the light. No big deal. Red truck tricked out with the light kit atop the cab, striping and lots of chrome, Tweety looked a little odd on the tailgate but hey maybe the guy has a girlfriend/wife who likes Tweety. But as the light changed and he pulled away I saw it. The truck had testicles. Big ones. Yup. Red tennisball sized testicles hanging from the tail hitch. Not just balls in a sack that somebody put together as a joke but authentic-looking testicles. This guy had to have bought these somewhere. They actually sell these things somewhere. Now I had read that you can have your dog fitted with prosthesis after having him neutered (not that the dog actually cares mind you) but fake balls for your truck??!? Is this the next level of the eternal "mine's bigger than yours" game? Ya gotta wonder: ...