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And in another study, the sun is REALLY hot.
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I could have told them this for free.

http://news.ninemsn.com.au/technology/2013/11/28/07/29/cats-do-not-care-when-called-says-study

At least it's keeping the wool warm?
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Okay, I know that there are knitters among you, but I don't know if this is something you would ... interested in knowing this exists. And by knowing it exists, I don't mean actually doing it. Hopefully you can watch the video - it's interesting, but confronting. I'm going to admit that I am not comfortable with it. But, differences make the world go 'round.

Read and watch with an open mind; I would love to know what you think.


http://gawker.com/vaginal-knitting-is-the-new-thing-in-activist-perform-1472674648

Quick update
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I have nothing of great import of tell you; it's just that I've gotten in the habit of posting everyday, and it was bugging me that I wouldn't be posting anything today otherwise.

Still NaNoWriMo-ing my little heart out, but the words I am getting down are all slightly jumbled and I need to sort them into a better structure before I post them here. Forcing myself to write has definitely been a bit of an eye opener for me. Who knew words were so hard?
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Non-spoilery review for The Day Of The Doctor
Squee
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Oh my goodness, I got goosebumps. Twice. That was exceptional. So much more than I was expecting, and so  much greater than I could ever imagine.

Letters to myself Vol 5
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Dear future me,
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Woot! Woot!!
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just got a phone call from the car dealership; my car is there ready to pick up!

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Random thought of the day.
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Has anyone ever done a scientific study on how fast small children are? I swear to dog, that when a 3 or 4 year old gets some speed on and goes running towards a busy road, they are faster than Usain Bolt. If they could keep up that initial burst of speed they do over a significant amount of time, and not get distracted by people walking dogs on the side of the road, they could easily run a marathon in 10 minutes.

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If you’re reading something, and on what you’re reading you see that a person’s surname is ‘Short’, do you automatically imagine that that person is not just short in name but short in statue? Nope, just me then?

I had another “I feel like a  grown-up moment” today; I made pasta salad from scratch. I don’t know why that is making me feel like I’ve got another tick in the ‘Grown-up Achievements” column of life, but I have earned that tick. All I need to do is finally getting around to making potato salad from scratch, and then I will confident enough to look into getting the “Can make salads” badge. I should point out that I haven’t tasted it yet, so it could be a dogs breakfast.

Edited to add: The pasta salad wasn’t too bad. I think I should have put less beans into it, and perhaps more dressing. I think I’ll put the salad dressing bottle in my bag tomorrow, so I can add just a little bit extra. I don’t want to add it directly to the bowl of pasta salad in case all the dressing is sliding to the bottom of the bowl. I’m tempted to throw in a small handful of olives as well. I’m craving olives something bad at the moment.

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Blacklist
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Oh my god; have you guys been watching The Blacklist? What is it about James Spader that makes him so deliciously creepy?


A friend of mine tried to tell me that Blacklist was like Arrow, as they both had lists of bad guys to take down. Uh, that’s like saying that Melrose Place is the same as Good Times because they’re both set in an apartment block. Or that Sleepy Hollow is the same as Supernatural because it has siblings fighting the supernatural. Sure, there’s an aspect that’s similar, but it terms of execution that is pretty much it. You can’t compare Arrow to Blacklist. For starters – in terms of shirtlessness I don’t think the Blacklist has had any such scenes. Well, maybe once?* It’s not like Arrow who likes to distract you from plot holes and obvious ignoring of the laws of physics by throwing a shirtless man at you as the greatest distraction in the universe. Hey, I am not afraid to admit there was one time I was watching with a friend the pilot episode, and Olly had just jumped out of a moving vehicle and in the next scene he was walking to his abandoned warehouse with 2 large and cumbersome looking bags. Kate turned to me and said “Where did the bags come from? He didn’t have them in the car with him?” and while I was agreeing with her he took off his shirt, and we forgot what we were talking about. Oh Arrow, I came for the good looking cast, and I stay for the shirtless men. You know me so well.


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What is it about cats that make them so emotional? Is the word I’m looking for emotional? Flighty? Paranoid? Assassin-y? And their memories are so incredibly selective!

For example, last night just as I had gotten into bed Owen decided that now would be the perfect opportunity to go outside and do ..... I assume that he has another family elsewhere that feeds him fresh salmon and cream and makes sure that he has his own hot water bottle ... I usually try to wait him out, but when he starts to literally climb the walls (the sound of his claws on the walls is not unlike nails down a chalk board) I give in like the weak and easily trainable human I am and let him outside.

Owen, if he could, would be a permanent outside cat so I’ve stopped fighting a losing battle, and since I’ve become more ammenable to him coming and going, I have been getting more head butt pats from him, and curling up next to me on the lounge and just general love-like feelings from him, so it’s working out for us.

Marley, however does enjoy the indoor loving. There are times when he willingly goes outside, and there are times where he will hide underneath a bed and hope that I forget that he is there and he has the run of The! Entire! House! when I go to work. Last night though, he decided he wanted to go out whe Owen went, and like all people who are owned by cats, I tried explaining to Marles that I was going to bed, I and may not wake up when he knocks to come back in. (They knock; I think that swing their bums into the door, but whatever they do it’s definitely a knocking noise that is produced, and neither of them climb the gauze to announce their intentions to be inside now.)

He still went out. I still went to bed, and I slept all the night through, so I have no idea if he tried to come in later or not. I think though that it is safe to assume he tried, because he wasn’t waiting at the back door with Owen when I went to let them in for their breakfast. The only time Marley isn’t waiting for food is when I have done something horribly wrong and he is trying to prove to me that I am a terrible person who can’t be trusted.

He turned up about 5 hours later when I was outside cleaning up the garage, looked at me and then ran away. Came back 15 mintues later to look at me some more, make sure I noticed him, and then went and hide underneath a bush where I could only see his face. Where he made sure I could only see his face. And his face said “I can’t believe you did that to me. You are such an arse.” An hour later he moved to a bush that was closer to me to really make sure I could see his face, and this face said “Such. An. Arse.”

It took me another 45 minutes to convince him to come inside and eat, and while I helf the door open he ran inside as if I was making him come inside to be tortured instead of simply wanting to feed him something nutritious that he hadn’t killed. Then after eating he went and hid under the spare bed in the room he thinks is his. In case I decided that he must go back outside, when we all know I never made him to outside in the first place.

I hate how cats like to re-write history so you’re always the bad guy. I bet he yawns in my face tonight when I’m trying to sleep in what he believes will be a fair and just retalition for forcing him to be homeless last night.


ETA: Yep, revenge has been completed by Marley. It's amazing how comfortable clean folded up washing is when a cat is tired after a hard day plotting the destruction on the world. Clean folded navy clothing.