Wednesday, April 27, 2016

... and the names are! ...

Well, these cats weren't going to name THEMSELVES, ya know. :)

Last Sunday, I took mama and the litter to the local adoption center for which I am fostering so that mama could be leuk/FIV tested (negative!  Yaaaaaaay!), everybody could be wormed, and I could have my suspicions confirmed as to the gender of the kittens.  I THOUGHT I had one boy and four girls, but I am ... not the best when it comes to sexing kittens (Yes, that's what it's called.  I KNOW.), so I thought I'd have the woman who runs the rescue give them a quick once-over.  Sure enough, it was a boy and four girls!

When mama got leuk-tested, they needed a name for the records.  Like, they needed a name RIGHT THEN.  "Ummmmmmm..." I stammered.  "How about ... Lightning?  Because she has a lightning bolt on her face?"

Lightning it is.

I had a fairly good idea what I wanted to name a couple of the kittens, but nothing was set in stone, and I had NO idea what some of them should be named, so I outsourced it to Facebook.  And the names are:

Dora the Explorer:

Little Bit:


Sophie Tucker:

and the only boy, Calvin!:

The Spring 2016 Foster Campers now have names!


Monday, April 25, 2016


Every year there is a Turtle Day, the first warm Spring day when the turtles come out to sun themselves. This year, Turtle Day was yesterday.


Doing turtle things!

*sigh*  I love Turtle Day.

Friday, April 22, 2016

How to remove a makeup pencil from a bathroom sink drain

Yes, as I mentioned in yesterday's post, I somehow managed to drop a 6" long makeup pencil straight down the bathroom sink drain yesterday morning.  I could SEE it there at the bottom, stopped in its journey by the trap, but it was down too far (WAY too far) for me to reach it and pull it up.

So here is a step-by-step tutorial on how to remove a makeup pencil from a bathroom sink drain.

1.  Borrow a pipe wrench from a friend, because you have somehow managed to make it through fifty-odd years on the planet without having to disassemble a pipe.

2.  Take the wrench home and decide you want to wash up before tackling the project.

3.  Wash up in the bathroom sink, where the drain is running slow BECAUSE THERE'S A GOTTDAM MAKEUP PENCIL IN THERE.

4.  Watch the running water start to back up in the drain pipe.  Watch with amazement as the wooden makeup pencil FLOATS UP the drain pipe on the backed-up water.

5.  Keep the water running, and wait until the pencil is at the very top of the pipe, at which point you grab it and thank your lucky stars that for ONCE in your life, a home repair was actually EASIER than you thought it was going to be, instead of a billion times harder.

6.  Return pipe wrench to friend. 

7.  Consider making a shrine to the makeup pencil, because the whole thing was just so freaking amazing.

8.  The End.

9.  You're welcome.

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Old and Random

Does anyone besides me remember typing correspondence on a typewriter?  Remember when fax machines first became available, and they seemed like a flippin' MIRACLE?  "Waaaaait a minute, you mean I just feed the document in here, dial a number, and it SHOWS UP SOMEPLACE ELSE?!"  Remember when printers used tractor feed paper?  Yes, I am old.

There's an old City DPW garage around the corner from where I work which is about to be demolished.  I wanted to get a picture of the Sign Shop door before it's gone, because it makes me smile:

Two reality TV shows I can highly recommend:  "Alone" just started its second season, Thursdays on the History channel.  This show takes a bunch of outdoorsy people and drops them, one by one, into remote Alaska locations where they have to survive on their own.  They are equipped with video cameras and have to transmit videos every day to the people running the show.  Some of the people crack and give up right away, some last for a few weeks, and last season's winner lasted for something like sixty-three days before he was the last one standing.  Watching the people start their downhill slides is absolutely fascinating; I probably shouldn't like this show as much as I do, but man, it's some pretty compelling watching.

On that same track, "The Last Alaskans" has started a new season, Tuesdays on the Discovery channel.  I've written about this show before; it chronicles the last people allowed to homestead on a remote Alaskan wildlife refuge.  Very, very good.

Riverdance is apparently coming to this area, because ads for it have been all over local media.  Riverdance is one of those events that I can say with confidence I would not attend even if it were free.  See also:  Any type of Renaissance Festival.  *shudder*

I've had a sore thumb joint for a few days, and I couldn't figure out what I'd done to it, until I went to take my Celexa this morning.  The package the pills come in is this funky thing where you have to press down on one end and then pull the pill card out from the other end, except I always get it wrong and have to wrestle with it (relaxing!  not at all stressful!), and this morning I realized that the reason my thumb was sore was from struggling with pulling the pills out of the package.  I have a brand-new medical condition, heretofore unknown to science!  "Celexa Thumb".  Ha.

There was a panhandler in front of the Dollar Store where I went on my lunch break this morning, and I always tell those dudes "nope, sorry", and then I feel bad about it.  I mean, I KNOW they're just going to use the money for drugs and/or alcohol, so I don't know WHY exactly I feel bad, just that I don't feel bad enough to give them any drug money.

I dropped a makeup pencil down the bathroom sink this morning.  I guess I'm going to learn how to take a sink trap apart tonight. *sigh*

 And finally, a ticklish kitten:

What's old and/or random with you?

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Meal time!

It starts with just a couple:

Then someone else wanders over.  "Hey, what's going on over he-  Move over!"

And pretty soon the whole crew's on board:

Sometimes they push each other out of the way:

But in the end, everybody's got a full tummy.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016


It's kittens!

I got a call from a local rescue yesterday afternoon. They had gotten a call about a litter of young kittens that were living in someone's garage and needed a foster home immediately; could I help?


And THIS group of Foster Campers came with their own Head Counselor:

Mama cat!  She is a very loving, extremely friendly young cat who obviously belonged to a family at some point.

Eating lessons:

"I got claws and I ain't afraid to use them, lady ... zzzzzzZZZZzzzzz ... "

Skeptical kitten:

Foster Camp is now in session!

Monday, April 18, 2016


I'm relieved to be able to report that it was considerably warmer out this weekend.  So warm and sunny, in fact, that I even managed to get a little bit sunburned yesterday, which, sunburned in April?!  In upstate New York?!?  I don't even understand this world anymore.

It was so warm that I decided to bring my buddy out of the garage:

Hello, NEWMAN.  Ha.

I am pleased to report that after some initial hesitation, the mower started right up and ran just fine.  Whew.  (and to be fair, this particular lawn mower has never been a problem.  It was the mower I had BEFORE this one that was a POS.  I'm afraid that my current lawnmower is being unfairly maligned for actions of  its predecessor.)

Little white flowers blooming in the woods:

The hunters continue their assault on any and all metal signs:

One of these trees is not like the others:

Do you see that?  That tree in the middle, all bent over?  At first I thought that it was being held down by another tree's branches or something, but no.  THEN I thought that maybe the top end of the tree was somehow held down by ... something ... but when I checked it out, the tree was free to be upright; it just ... wasn't.  Mystery!

The kitty cabana came out, and Pop-pop wasted NO time hopping on for a siesta:

Yep, it sure is the life, Sodapop.