Signs of Life

Another night all to myself last night. It feels selfish to admit how good it felt to have the place to myself. Well, at least as much to myself as the cats will allow. The Warrior Princess is still in a snit from being left alone for a week, and growls whenever the Clueless Wonder…

This one I found this morning in sobriquet’s diary. She said that she, in turn, found it in HQ magazine. I hate to admit this, but I am unfamiliar with HQ magazine. I know GQ, and I’ve heard of IQ’s, but HQ is something I’ll have to look up later. What is the first thing…

Answer to yesterday’s very arcane question: The title was ripped out of a spoken section of “Hot Rod Lincoln”, by Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen. A secret vice of mine, Commander Cody. I sent this song to a friend some weeks (months?) back. I think she could use it again, though. BY WAY…

Armed with pain meds (dulling both my nerves and my brain) I decided it was safe to go back into the water. Put less prosaically, I was way over-due for a shower. I’ve been doing my best at the sink, but it just isn’t the same thing. While painful, the experience of lukewarm water on…

Yes, I know his eyes look painful. But other than those and a mild upper respiratory infection, he’s really quite happy. And no, he isn’t mine. I just participated in a rescue, and held him (in quarantine) in my house overnight Sunday …and smuggled him into my office Monday, until I could deliver him to…

I noticed today that my fingernails all have a ridge on them about halfway up from the cuticle. The top half of the nails is courser looking, with perhaps a slight yellow cast to it. The bottom half has more of a matte finish, and looks smoother and pinker. The ridge must be the dividing…