Dao Ming, one of the two cats belong to the_child and her mother was struck and killed by a car last night. Mother of the Child figured this out about 10:30 this morning when she walked up the street looking for Dao Ming. I helped bring the body home, where she will bury Dao Ming in the back yard next to her very elderly cat who was put down a few months ago.
Chip and pin scam ‘has netted millions from British shoppers’ — Fascinating crime story, and a bit eerie, to say the least. (Thanks to lt260.)
Dems see red as Republicans run as Greens — Classy, very classy. Can’t win under your own name with your own ideas, steal somebody else’s brand! The GOP: your party of ethical government.
Sarah Palin: The view from Alaska — Confidential to conservatives in America: Couldn’t you guys get a better class of political heroes? (Thanks to my Aunt M.)
John McCain: I Am an Arab and a Decent Man — Demonizing the Other is a lot easier when the Other is voiceless, or so Mr. Straight Talk is finding out.
Palin: Probe Cleared Me Of Any Wrongdoing — Despite the finding of a legislative report that she had broken the state’s ethics law in the scandal dubbed Troopergate, Alaska Governor Sarah Palin said Saturday that the report actually cleared her of any “legal wrongdoing or unethical activity.” That’s a fascinating interpretation, Governor. I think those words do not mean what you think they mean.
Body movement: 30 minutes on stationary bike
Last night’s weigh-out: n/a
This morning’s weigh-in: 230.8
Currently reading: Back issues of Fortean Times
Mother of the Child is having an art opening for her mixed media watercolor/pencils, along with some of her fabric art on display. Friday, October 24th, 2008 from 7 to 9 pm at Gossamer, 2418 E Burnside, Portland, OR. For store info, (503) 233 4807.
If you’re interested in whimsical, fantastic illustration in the tradition of Beardsley and Rackham, or appreciate felting as an art form, please do come by. the_child and I will be there as well.
Today’s wordage: 3,500
Today’s writing time: 2 hours
Total wordage: 108,800
Total writing time: 64 hours
WIP:( Collapse )
Can anyone recommend particularly good (ideally, annotated) editions of Moby Dick and Leaves of Grass? I am feeling a powerful urge to return to the classics.
(No, I don’t know why either. I suspect the influence of Terry Pratchett.)
Quite a day here at Nuevo Rancho Lake. The death of the cat really put a twist in everyone’s day in some deep ways. Spent some time on the obvious questions, and a few of the not so obvious ones. When she asked if Dao Ming had been in pain when he died, I had to say, “almost certainly,” and explain about blunt force trauma. (The cat made it out of the road into a neighbor’s driveway, so he wasn’t killed instantly on impact.)
We also cleaned house some, played Clue repeatedly, played Robo Rally repeatedly, read two chapters from her middle reader, shared lunch and dinner, and basically had a daughter-dad day. It’s so rare that we get a whole, quiet day together. And since I’m off to Omaha tomorrow, and next weekend is hella busy, it was nice to do this while we could. I’d managed to get my two hours in on Tourbillon before she got rolling, so it’s all good.
I’m continuing to twitch slightly over not diving deeper into the flow of the novel, but this discipline seems to be good for both the writing and for my life balance.
In the mean time, expect continued light blogging with intermittent hypergraphia as I enter another of my periodic Omaha phases.