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Sunday, May 25, 2008

Old v. New

I've finally gotten a chance to take a breath, and one of my favorite things to do is take a book with me to a restaurant and just read and eat by myself. I just love doing that. So, I went to Barnes and Noble to get a new batch of books. I selected Sex and the City by Candace Bushnell, and Dracula by Bram Stoker. So far, Dracula has completely captured my attention. I can see why has lasted over a hundred years (it was first published in 1897) and will probably last for another hundred years (easy). Sex and the City is not bad, but it's no Dracula.

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Saturday, May 24, 2008

Music of the Week: We Are The Champions (Queen)

When it comes to bands, I'm usually all about the lead guitarists and have almost no interest in the vocalists. But, the one and only vocalist who I absolutely love is Freddie Mercury of Queen. This is because he can actually sing (instead of "screaming"). Plus, he is such a showman. I mean, take a look at this video of Queen performing "We Are The Champions." Audacious lyrics, yes, but who could have the confidence to pull it off and make you believe while wearing a black and white, chest-baring unitard? Only Freddie Mercury.

I've paid my dues -
Time after time -
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime -
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face -
But I've come through

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions - of the world -

I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls -
You brought me fame and fortuen and everything that goes with it
I thank you all -

But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise -
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race -
And I ain't gonna lose -

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -
We are the champions -
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions - of the world -

Other favorites...

Under Pressure

We Will Rock You

Killer Queen

Somebody to Love

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What Happened?

It almost seems like I dropped off the face of the Earth--I know! But, I have been so busy with work since coming back from Boston that I have honestly not had time to blog. Sorry! Things seem to be calming down, though, so there should be more happening here.

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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Do I need to refrigerate this?

So, I have embarked on a healthier eating journey. Today, I had a salad of mixed greens, alfalfa sprouts, beets, tomatoes, and grilled chicken with Newman's Own Balsamic Vinaigrette. Roughage, you know? It was pretty tasty.

Now, check out the ingredients of the salad dressing. Nothing that seems to need refrigerating. Yet, the bottle says "Refrigerate After Opening." Do you guys think that's just on there to be safe? I don't want to refrigerate my dressing. I think I'm just going to keep it on my shelf. What do you think?

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Monday, May 12, 2008


Hi, everyone!

Sorry, I've been AWOL lately. The two weeks after coming back from Boston have been very, very busy work weeks, and then I took this weekend off from everything.

One thing has been weighing heavily on my mind, though. It has to do with little Sushi. A few weekends ago, I was chatting with one of my neighbors. She also has a kitty, and we discovered that we were going to the same mobile vet. Her kitty, like Sushi, is on the older end of the spectrum, and was very not used to going outside and seeing strangers. So, a mobile vet was ideal. The neighbor informed me that she had felt uneasy about the mobile vet's competence, so she bit the bullet and took her kitty to a regular vet down the street (our area is very pet friendly and is loaded with vets).

Based upon the mobile vet's analysis, my neighbor's kitty was prescribed some ear medication for a "slight infection." But, when the new vet examined the kitty, the new vet said that the medication should not have been prescribed because the ear drum could not be seen. A more indepth examination and test was done, and it turned out that the infection was not slight. New medication was prescribed and the kitty's hearing (once thought lost) has been regained! Furthermore, the other things that the new vet prescribed have given "new life" (my neighbor's words) to her kitty. The kitty is more lively now and have begun to do things that she had long ceased to do. The diminished mobility that was thought to accompany old age was apparently due to extended periods of just not feeling 100%.

After hearing this, I was of course ecstatic for my neighbor. However, I now feel very upset about not taking Sushi for a second opinion. My poor kitty. All I did was feed her regular stuff available from any supermarket and commercial places like PetsMart. I should have looked around for better food like I am feeding the Nu kitties now. I love and miss Sushi so much. And, now, I have yet another thing to feel like shit about regarding how I treated her.

I'm sorry to be such a Debbie Downer, but I just have to get that off my chest. I know you guys will tell me that I shouldn't blame myself, but we will all know that I should have brought her to a proper vet for a second opinion.


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Sunday, May 11, 2008

It's Spring!
by Cl. Panic, paper planter

Some time ago I was invited to attend a wedding, but was unable to do so because it occurred during the dark days. Normally I hate weddings. But let me tell you, I really wanted to go to this one. Because it would be the wedding to end all weddings. Planned over a week in the Virgin Islands, I knew that my former roommate (the bride) would not be outdone. She used to party in Hollywood and knew about all of the fancy-pants denim brands that only women, fashionable gay men, and straight men that live in Hollywood know about.

Anyway. The invitation came in a box. A box! The fact that this wedding would occur on a white sandy beach in paradise was underscored by the seashells included inside the box, and pentagonal cards listing the activities (golfing, snorkeling, etc.). Those cards, in turn, were wrapped in a thick paper that claimed to be impregnated* with seeds and encouraged the recipient to plant it.

I decided to test those claims. The paper had been sitting on my desk for nearly a year. But the other afternoon I cleaned out an old pot, tossed in some soil, added the card and gave it a liberal sprinkling. That was on May 3d.

Yesterday there was noticeable progress. The paper actually sprouted! Look at this photo from May 10:
And by this morning (May 11) there were three more shoots making their way toward the sunlight.
I can't wait to see how these turn out. I'm guessing they'll be wildflowers, but since they were sent from San Diego, you never know what may sprout!

* The bride, however, was not impregnated at the time that the invitations were sent.

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