hipstamatic

enjoying new phone and camera app. functionality is excellent. makes it easy to take a good, fun pic.

in all fairness

barf gift from skinnycat. her motto is go hard or go home. and she means it.

recovery team

6.12.2011
take 3 cats 1 dog and call me in the morning.

petco saturday

6.11.2011
spent some time at the student petco this weekend. inga needed a haircut. summer's just too hot for her.
we ran to home depot after where she got a lot of attention for the lion cut. and cookies. good dog.

there were boxed specials on kitties. this box looked like a particularly good blend.

what a face.

phone dump

3.10.2011 boobs

3.1.2011 the wool taking (more) bad health news in stride

2.4.2011 space heater makes kitties happy. 20 degrees outside, 55 inside the schoolhouse.

12.3.2010 trippy corporate xmas party pics

elizabeth's mealyblue debut

phone dump

3.5.2010 bday flowers from mum and c. skinnycat included for scale

2.10.2010 i try not to think of campanella white

1.2.2010 learning to biscuit



12.30.2009 quirk inspects cheap broken house

12.27.2009 the grey menace

poor miss inga

june 17. home from 3 full days in the hospital. one of my happiest moments was not losing her.

lifesaver

the luckiest dog

thank god for referrals.

[cr]happy valentine's day

coughing out the last bits of phlegm after a week of a truly evil cold. to break the cabin fever, went to my usual weekend lunch spot. waitress gave me a red and white carnation and a sad look. thanks. bring a decaf with plenty of cream please and keep the bloody flower.

a look back on the last veloswap roadtrip. need to get these up on flickr. yes, she's midair and dancing on ice like a fool. i love that girl.

oct 28 09, possibly idaho or utah

theives reunited briefly

these lovely girls found mischief this past summer.

bye sparky. hope your eyeballs hold out till the end. inga misses you too.

loose wiring and a turkey

sent this to a friend. it's worthy for print.

a confession. i have a strange urge to cook for people. family. not my family. but my pretend future family. chalk it up to that nonsense nesting urge infesting my brain. i just can't seem to logic it away. i've gone so far as to collect a few recipes or ads of food that look good as reminders should i have my house all fixed and ready for a dinner party, invitations printed, and am hosting the big day. in 20 yrs. or my next life.

fishes

i'll admit, i read horoscopes occasionally in high school. i took them about as seriously as fortune cookies. but in the last 3-4 days, i've heard several references to peoples' astrological signs. in particular, referring to why they do what they do, or why they're attracted to certain mates. and i'm in one of those moods where i'm wondering how it is i keep meeting truly good men, falling in love, living together for n years, and then ending up alone again. is it me? is it them? is it timing? or maybe, it's in the stars.

so i googled myself. pisces. and got this:

That ideal mate is your zodiacal opposite, Virgo, as long as it's a Virgo who is aspected to a more sensitive degree—i.e., one that understands your depth of feeling and appreciates your creative world. link.

at which point i look up virgo's dates. let's see..aug 23 - sep 22. uh, ok. that's kinda creepy. my 3 longest relationships have been with men who are virgos. stook (8/29), pants (9/16) and quirkmaster (9/9). there's nothing to that silly stuff, right? should i start playing the numbers on the back of my fortune cookie?

virgin bride to be

the gals at work put together a last fling for our pregnant safety officer. we sneaked out of work a tad early and convened downtown over mojitos with some local chemists. fun intelligent group. here's some of the crazy action, caught on film.

betsy_fling

inga the lion

here you go, ron. the moots.


she smiles like that all the time. that's my girl.

history

this toy came up in conversation with our pregnant safety officer today at lunch. i told her the story, and she cracked up, making all her pregnant parts jiggle.

thanks for the memories quirkmaster.

change is afoot

men optional?

after recent events with psycho boy, which followed a string of failed ltr's, this idea hit me like a ton of bricks. i'm not the only one thinking about it. more women are discussing the 'choice mom' route.

haven't found good sources re: the legal implications of turkey basting with, for example, your best friend's sperm. what does that contract look like?