the chronic
I had a huge list of things I wanted to get done today but it's freezing and gray and I'm achy and well, maybe printing out my to-do list is as far as I'll get today in regards to productivity.
I did make it to the vet this morning because Sophie needed her quarterly cortisone shot. She also got a leukemia shot thrown in for just an extra $17 - yes it was her lucky day. She also peed all over the hallway floor when I scooped her up to put her in the carrier. Luckily we have hardwood floors and I know her pee-ing tricks - I had a towel handy and knew to keep her butt safely positioned away from me and my clean clothes. Poor baby - but for a cat with a chronic illness (autoimmune disorder - I guess it's redundant to call it "chronic") she's the most loving, cheerful good sport around. I love that cat so much it hurts sometime and I can't ever imagine having a child because I think the love would be too much too even handle. Like I would implode with it or something.
Or maybe not, Maybe I am Joan Crawford waiting to happen except when it comes to my cats.
Anyway...
Last night's Old I show with The Haints, The Arlenes and Jackpot was really good, at least musically speaking. OK, well I really enjoyed the Haints and the Arlenes but it's no secret I prefer Jackpot on CD....live, they get a bit too jam band-ish for my tastes and of course they always bring out the silly drunk dancing girls. Some of those girls were out early to see the Haints play and for a while there I thought I was at the Torch Club, standing back to let the state workers --freed for the weekend from their government building cages -- do their thing. Yeah, actually it was really a strange night. Very crowded (that's not the strange part) and a mix of people that included hostile, rude twits who don't know how to handle being in crowded places and silly drunk people who don't know how to handle being in crowded places.
Tonight should be good though, we're going over to see some friends to watch last week's episode of The Surreal Life and then it's off to dinner at my favorite Thai restaurant in Sacramento, the Amarin and then off to see The Life Aquatic (finally!). What's funny is that we'll go to the Amarin again on Monday for Cory's mom's birthday dinner (her request) and for a brief moment Cory wondered if that was too much Amarin goodness in a 48-hour period. As if. You really can't beat the Amarin for its good prices (even if they did raise them in the last year), great food and really friendly service. I'll take it over a place like Thai Basil any day.
OK, I think I'm going to go fold up that to-do list now and take a nap.
I did make it to the vet this morning because Sophie needed her quarterly cortisone shot. She also got a leukemia shot thrown in for just an extra $17 - yes it was her lucky day. She also peed all over the hallway floor when I scooped her up to put her in the carrier. Luckily we have hardwood floors and I know her pee-ing tricks - I had a towel handy and knew to keep her butt safely positioned away from me and my clean clothes. Poor baby - but for a cat with a chronic illness (autoimmune disorder - I guess it's redundant to call it "chronic") she's the most loving, cheerful good sport around. I love that cat so much it hurts sometime and I can't ever imagine having a child because I think the love would be too much too even handle. Like I would implode with it or something.
Or maybe not, Maybe I am Joan Crawford waiting to happen except when it comes to my cats.
Anyway...
Last night's Old I show with The Haints, The Arlenes and Jackpot was really good, at least musically speaking. OK, well I really enjoyed the Haints and the Arlenes but it's no secret I prefer Jackpot on CD....live, they get a bit too jam band-ish for my tastes and of course they always bring out the silly drunk dancing girls. Some of those girls were out early to see the Haints play and for a while there I thought I was at the Torch Club, standing back to let the state workers --freed for the weekend from their government building cages -- do their thing. Yeah, actually it was really a strange night. Very crowded (that's not the strange part) and a mix of people that included hostile, rude twits who don't know how to handle being in crowded places and silly drunk people who don't know how to handle being in crowded places.
Tonight should be good though, we're going over to see some friends to watch last week's episode of The Surreal Life and then it's off to dinner at my favorite Thai restaurant in Sacramento, the Amarin and then off to see The Life Aquatic (finally!). What's funny is that we'll go to the Amarin again on Monday for Cory's mom's birthday dinner (her request) and for a brief moment Cory wondered if that was too much Amarin goodness in a 48-hour period. As if. You really can't beat the Amarin for its good prices (even if they did raise them in the last year), great food and really friendly service. I'll take it over a place like Thai Basil any day.
OK, I think I'm going to go fold up that to-do list now and take a nap.
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