Updates and Dubya is a Moron

**Nesta came through her spaying just fine. The two vet assistants we talked to praised our kitty as being “sweet and cuddly,” and “a great patient.”

**Hm. Dubya has claimed not to know disgraced lobbyist Jack Abramoff (I get my picture taken with lot of people), but Jack ‘Off’s email shows he had dozens of meetings with Dubya. Maybe Dubya was dreaming of one of his 3-month long vacations to Crawford Texas in each one of those meetings. An aside: The Daily Show showed a snippet of Coretta King's funeral and commented that Dubya felted uncomfortable because in that entire crowd of people the only one who voted for him was Laura.

**Project Runway: I hope the Final Three are Chloe, Daniel and Santino (just for laughs.) Daniel needs to win. The dress he created from muslin, leaves and flowers was gorgeous.
(Heidi Glum is still the most boring reality show host ever.)

**The Office update:
Michael showed a genuine sweet side when he told the Big Cheese that he made up the story of him and Jan sleeping together. Self disgust showed on Jan’s face when she kissed Michael at the elevator. His movie presentation was hilarious. “A Michael Scott Joint.” Haha!

Dwight got a Bobble-head made in his own image from secret crush Angela for Valentine’s Day. He had that “Oh-my-God,-someone-I-like-gave-me-a- Valentine!” look of joy down pat.

Jim was so patient with chatterbox Kelly. But the star of the show was receptionist Pam who got increasingly disgusted having to deliver all of Phyllis’ Valentine booty, sent by her boyfriend Bob Vance (Vance Refrigeration) to her. When confronted, Pam’s slacker fiancé of three years, Roy, promised her “the best sex she’s ever had.” Yawn. Pam wanted something tangible to be delivered to The Office

Dead to Me

I’m stealing Stephen Colbert’s DEAD TO ME idea. On The Colbert Report (if you haven’t yet seen this show, you’re stupid and worthless because it’s one of the best shows on television) he keeps a list of Things/People who are Dead to him (shades of Nixon’s Enemies List!)

Dead to me:

Grammy Awards. They try to be hip, but aren’t.

Razors. I’m growing armpit hair long enough to double as a shawl.

The United States Supreme Court. It might be a court, but it’s not supreme.

February. What good is this month? It’s Black History Month, sure. We celebrate President’s Day in it, but will I get a Happy President of Emmerica day Hallmark card? Probably not. It’s a good-for-nothing month.

Coworkers who go to Hawaii for vacation and bring back turtles made of little seashells as gifts. I don’t want a turtle made of tiny seashells, sporting wire glasses, and a wee straw hat sitting on my computer tower.

People who schedule meetings but expect someone else to set the agenda. I don’t even want to meet with you much less set the damn agenda.

People who use bath towels as car seat covers.

Squirrrels. ‘Nuff said.

Surgery Day for the Cat

This is the cat who hopped up on the fridge. Right now she's prowling around, hungry. I can't let her eat. I drop her off at the animal hospital at 7:30am. That's all for now.

It's Gone

Remember these? From BP's Weird Auntie? It's all gone now (a lot of it went to her new house--haha.) We went up to see her after Christmas and drove by the old homestead and it's leveled waiting for development. Don't know if that's good or bad.

Conversation with the Cat

These pictures are last spring’s columbine and honeysuckle. Both are to the point of going wild in my yard. This spring I need to thin out the columbine because it reseeds everywhere. And I’m considering hacking down and Rounding-Up the honeysuckle after it blooms. I think I want to plant clematis in its stead.

The Cat-on-the-back-porch experiment was a success. She didn’t do too badly out there—a little meowing at the beginning. At 5:30 am I got up to pee and let her back in,
Later, when I was watching Samantha Brown:

Me: Do you forgive me for making you stay on the porch?
Nesta: (just looks at me)
Me: You did a good job out there!
Nesta: (just looks at me)
Me: Well, that’s how it’s going to be from now on, so just suck it up and live with it.
Nesta: (hops up on my lap and chews on the string from my hoodie)

Does anyone know when the Super Bowl starts? LP wants to watch it over at his friend Jordan's house but I think it goes on until about 10. Right?