Sunday, February 10, 2008
Minding the cats
I was looking after Gina's four kitties this week (& two semi-feral outdoor), & she lets me have run of her house, too. Gives me a chance to catch up on the laundry, & watch large screen satellite TV. College basketball. An episode of Big Valley if I'm there at 6. Occasionally, an entire movie. Tonight I saw most of Clerks II, just a modest love story as Dante chooses his buddy Randal over rich woman Emma, with the other love interest, Becky, not convincingly true love, it's impossible to forget she's Rosario Dawson. Plus the donkey-fucking act, funny mainly because we & the characters are set up to expect it will be a woman & a donkey like a stag party version of Catherine The Great.
I also watched election coverage. An original insight from any of the "analysts" on CNN & MSNBC must be very rare. Pat Buchanan's pip-squeaking voice, up, up it goes as he becomes more agitated until I expect him to start singing "Betcha By Golly Wow." How can people watch this stuff hour after hour? Graphs, statistics, & endless yapping about what it all means.
Most exciting events on Saturday night were two loud cracks of thunder that sent one cat running into the dark dining room & then upstairs while the cat behind my head on the back of the couch simply woke up both times & looked out the window without getting up. I was for going upstairs, but I bravely controled myself.
"If a nation expects to be ignorant and free, in a state of civilization, it expects what never was and never will be." Thomas Jefferson
I also watched election coverage. An original insight from any of the "analysts" on CNN & MSNBC must be very rare. Pat Buchanan's pip-squeaking voice, up, up it goes as he becomes more agitated until I expect him to start singing "Betcha By Golly Wow." How can people watch this stuff hour after hour? Graphs, statistics, & endless yapping about what it all means.
Most exciting events on Saturday night were two loud cracks of thunder that sent one cat running into the dark dining room & then upstairs while the cat behind my head on the back of the couch simply woke up both times & looked out the window without getting up. I was for going upstairs, but I bravely controled myself.
