Category Archives: pru
I only smile in the dark
still playing with the iTunes button in Ecto…
Girlfriend from the album “Girlfriend: the Superdeformed CD” by Matthew Sweet
Last night I couldn’t sleep. I slept from about midnight until 2:15 or 2:30 this morning. I tried everything I could to get back to sleep. I even downloaded software to retrieve a song from my iPod that, previously, had only been stored on my computer at work. [perfectly legal, I own the song.] That song? The sound of thunderstorms. Burned that a cd and played that in my room. [I lost my ear buds and the only headphones I have right now are big and bulky. Trying to sleep on your side, with these things on, would be like trying to sleep on a pop can. That’s why I had to burn a cd.] Nothing worked. So, eventually I gave up and I redesigned my blog site. As you can see. I’m not quite done with it, but it’s coming along. I got the vector file at istock.com, and then messed with it in Illustrator until I made it what I wanted. It was all oodles of fun, but I would rather have been sleeping.
Around 8 am, I had a bowl of cereal, and flopped on my bed, and OF COURSE fell asleep until noon. [I am just not meant to live in the daytime.] Well, it occurred to me, now I had to change my booklist blog page as well now. Oops. Guess I should of thought of that before I started messing around in the middle of the night. It all worked out fine, and I spent a great deal more time on this vector. This banner features Pru. The cat used to be white with orange spots. I tried to make it as Pru like as possible. With my limited skills. There is just no way I can adequately represent her überfluffy tummy. Not in a simple vector file. That kind of thing takes raster of multiple dpi’s.
One from the album “Supposed Former Infatuation Junkie” by Alanis Morissette
I figured some things out last night, while I listened to hour after hour of thunderstorms. I’ve been a little blue the last few days. Off my game, so to speak. And I couldn’t figure out why. It’s the stupid weather. It’s been so sunny. No clouds in the sky, no rain. In fact, Gov. Gregoire has declared a state of drought emergency here in Washington state. It hasn’t really rained in days and days. No wonder I’m out of whack. I’m only happy when it rains!! I’m feeling a sense of homesickness, but for weather. And tomorrow, I’m going to have to go to work and it’s going to be sunny! And everything is going to be so bright. It’s going to drive me nuts. I have a big deadline at the end of the week. I have lots of technical writing to do. Not my strong suit. The style is too dry. [Don’t worry, I’m heavily edited.] Do you think anyone would mind if i took my monitor, keyboard and laptop and worked in the parking garage? I wonder if there is wireless connection down there. Hmm…
Surrender from the album “The Greatest Hits” by Cheap Trick
Now this song reminds me… I used to tell my family that if I got married, I’d get married in vegas. [I still tell them that, actually. Because it’s true.] I also remember that I used to tell my friends that after the ceremony I would want to walk back down the aisle to Surrender by Cheap Trick. And this was in junior high or something…. so young and already a genius. Oh, and also, I loved Robin Zander.
Eric The Half A Bee from the album “Monty Python Sings” by Monty Python
Well, maybe you’ll have night after night of eternal hellfire all to yourself. Just kidding you. Drive safe. Bye-bye.
From Ze’s blog….
Wisconsin hunter wants open season on free-roaming domestic cats.
Ok… it’s an 28 hour drive from Seattle to Madison, and I’d have to drive, because I could not take guns on the plane. Wow. That’s a long drive, I’m going to need to burn some cd’s first. I need to stop off in Arizona to pick up my father’s hunting rifles. My stepmom has been trying to find someone who wants them. But Josh is vegan and I’m not a big fan of hunting. Shooting maybe, but not hunting. Maybe she can just ship them to Madison for me. Yeah…. Who’s with me? I now declare open season on any hunter who wants to declare open season on pets!!
If someone shot Prudence, I’d bring down an unholy rain of hellfire upon them so fast it would singe my eyebrows before I could jump back. I could do it, too. Evildeb would help me. She’s got connections. EVIL connections.
Puzzle Pru
My mom gave me the turkey liver, to bring home for Pru. And now it’s sitting on the kitchen floor, since she knocked it off it’s little plate. I guess I have to pick it up. blech. But here is a picture of Pru, “helping” me with my Tarot card puzzle.
How cheerfully he seems to grin, how neatly spreads his claws. And welcomes little fishes in, with gently smiling jaws.
My stepdad just came in with his girlfriend’s dog. It’s a fluffy type dog, white, with a fancy haircut.. a bichon? Whatever.* I knew it probably wasn’t the best idea, because Pru has never been around a dog before. And I warned him, that she wasn’t going to like it. At first, when Ron was holding the dog, Pru sorta sniffed at him. I thought that when Ron let the dog go, Pru would bolt for my room, but she stood her ground. I was standing in the kitchen, going through some mail, watching them. Whenever the dog approached, Pru arched up and started hissing and pfftzing. She also made this terrible wail that sounded scared. But she didn’t act scared. She acted wary. Turns out, the wailing sound merely means, “If you come one step closer, I will apply my shiv-like claws to your stupid dog face. Be warned, mutt.” I could only assume that by leaving the dog running around, and going about his business, Ron expected the two of them to work it out. And work it out she did.
Hiss! Pftz-pfftz!!
*I’m not the fluffy pedigree dog with a fancy haircut type. I’m more of your mixed breed or lab type dog type.
Friday 1:39 am
I am a little disappointed that I will not be walking out of this place tomorrow, never to return. The way I planned to. Ha! Should have known better. I’m just trying to get the majority of stuff packed up now. All the books, CD’s and DVD’s. Because they are heavy. And the furniture will go. But I am going to have a lot of hauling and dumping to do tomorrow. Or saturday. Whenever. I think I shall plan an exciting trip to the King County Solid Waste Transfer Station on Monday. Oooooo.
I wonder, if I had a pet monkey instead of a cat, would it be more of a help at this time? Pru just insists on getting in the middle of whatever I am doing. If I am packing the contents of the video drawer, she crawls up in the drawer. She’s lucky she’s not taped up in a box.
Ford, there’s an infinite number of monkeys out here who want to talk to us about this script for Hamlet they’ve worked out.
Not a whole lot going on right now. I don’t have much to say. I spent memorial day weekend doing what I do best, sitting on my ass and reading lots of books. I added the books directly to my “Books I’ve already read” page, because I read them so fast, there was no reason to put them up here on the main page.
But Louise showed me the The Infinite Cat Project yesterday. I spent a great deal of time looking at all the cats, looking at cats, looking at cats and so on and so on. I’m bound and determined to get Pru up there. I have to find my digital camera first. It shouldn’t be too hard, there’s nothing she likes better than climbing up on my desk, when I’m working on the computer, and sitting directly in front of the monitor, so I can’t see anything.
I’m very excited about the Harry Potter movie. Surprisingly, I am not attempting to go on opening night. That’s because my employer is sponsoring a showing, just for us, on Sunday. wheeee! I’m an adult… I can hold out until then. maybe.
Dogs guard; cats watch… and judge.
According to my string cheese wrapper, it’s the trivia version, cats are indeed smarter than dogs. No surprise to me, I’ve lived with plenty of both. Cats, apparently, have an IQ that is surpassed only by the monkey, chimp, and humans. Something tells me that that the cats would say, if humans really do test at better than cats, it’s because we’ve done a poor and inadequate job designing the test. Which is probably true. If we were smarter than cats, then we’d have designed our daily lives to include as many naps as they manage to have in daily cat life. And no, I’m not saying this because Pru is atop the monitor, giving me threatening looks to set the record straight.
Nonetheless, smart as she may be, I didn’t see her dealing with a migraine this morning. And we have a family in my saying… no brains, no headache.
waterbabies
awww… look… it’s baby pru and baby maggie… playing in the sink together. 
Michael, I did nothing. I did absolutely nothing, and it was everything I thought it could be.
they are making it very very difficult to go to macworld. “they” being the people in charge of trade shows and trade show staffing and trade show travel. i don’t really know “them.” and “they” don’t work in this office, but rather down in san jose. so… that makes them real real ANONYMOUS. you know what i mean? by the time i am able to book a flight, there will be no convenient flights left, and louise and i figure they will just have to send us first class. it’s their fault. disorganization! it’s friday, it’s 3:21… i have do not yet have a number. the magic number that allows me to say “yes, i’m serious, i’m taking these tickets to new york, please.” without that number, i “lose” my trip after 24 hours. then i have to “book” another one. i am unable to “complete” my trip until ihave the magic number. i’m leaving tuesday morning. as of today, we are now exceeding my “estimated travel costs” budget, flightwise, by $200. because i’m still waiting for that number.
oh well. here’s a picture of my kitten, almost a year ago. pretending to be a desk accessory. that’s what i am pretending to be today, as well.
