Postcard from the Edge

Meet my cat, The Clueless Wonder. Hard to believe he was a rescue kitty from the streets of West Philthy. I got him as a companion for my mother, and he boomeranged back to me shortly before her death last year.

I’m well and truly ossed piff. I have absolutely no patience with approximately 99% of the human race at the moment. What the hell is wrong with people? Over the past few years I have developed an intense dislike for parking lots. Parking lot behavior reflects the general “All for one, so long as the…

Definitely today. Unfortunately, I’m slated to attend a continuing education conference today, so I’m probably going to miss the unveiling. Hopefully The Prof will get to see it though.

The soonest Dr. Disc can take me is Thursday morning. I’m not going to make the mistake of accepting a substitute again. Last week taught me my lesson. Thursday morning it is. I should have enough pain killer to last until then.

Please keep me in your thoughts. I’m leaving for the hospital now. They found a liver for me.

KfH has done it this time. The Professor, still on his Indian cooking adventure, decided that he wanted to grow some of his own herbs. He started off with cilantro and chives, and put them in clay pots on the bedroom window sill. There’s a long drape over the window, so that the cats can’t…