For months they asked me. No, years. Definitely years. Not frequently, perhaps, but every now and then, the question would come up. “When…?” “Can we get a…?” and each time, I said “Well, not yet, but hopefully at some point…” So it is with great pleasure (and no amount of mild disbelief, because whodathunk something […]
Monthly Archives: January 2005
Was feeling pretty dragged out, so I went back to bed for an hour–I don’t do that very often, actually, but working at home does have SOME advantages. Had a bizarre dream. I was visiting a women’s prison with my friend Kathy. I’ve never actually visited a women’s prison, so it probably doesn’t resemble that […]
My computer monitor is littered with Sticky Notes. No. Not the inferior physical kind with the glue that falls off eventually and doesn’t support copy & paste. The digital kind. My desktop is an ancient breeding ground of virtual sticky notes. They contain phone numbers (often obsolete), addresses (often in other states), passwords, book recommendations, […]
It seems to have iced up last night. Well, a little. Not nearly as bad as it was supposed to be. The news made it sound like the icestorm was not only going to coat everything in six inches of glazed death, it would come in, eat our food, brutalize our pets, and made rude […]
Gee, Ursula, what did you do today? I don’t want to talk about it. Did you make brilliant art to thrill the heart, or at least weird art to baffle the mind? …no. Well, then, did you make art for money to pay the rent and foil the creditors? I can’t say I did, no. […]
Ursula: “Hey, James…I had this dream, I was having dinner with these people, and FDR was there!” James: “Did he talk about the New Deal?” Ursula: “…no…he was funny, though.” James: “Churchhill must have been there.” Ursula (losing the narrative thread completely): “Uh…uh…so there was this room…it was cold, and the windows were broken out, […]
Just saw a White Throated Sparrow! Saw it for a minute, grunted–the head stripes meant it was something I could probably find in the bird book, but I knew I was probably missing some vital indicator that would tell me which of a dozen nearly identical stripey-noggined sparrows it would be. And yup, I was […]
Here’s one for the birders… Unidentified bird on the deck. Had the distinctive eye with the ring like a thrush, was shaped pretty much like a thrush, would generally have called it a thrush…but the breast was pale, no spots at all. The back and head were a pale grey-buff color, about the hermit thrush […]
I woke up this morning to the wonderfully squishy feeling of stepping in something. There’s a minute when this happens where you stare straight ahead, eyes fixed on the middle distance, and know that in a second, you’re going to have to look down. Until you look down, it could be anything. Cat puke, cat […]
Rabbit-hole entries to commence later, but for now, a sad note–I woke up, and saw Gimpy on the feeder. I almost didn’t recognize him because you could now call him “Stumpy”–his tail’s about a third the length of a regular squirrel tail, and significantly shorter than it was yesterday. There are bloody claw marks in […]