Sunday, July 25, 2004

 

she's got legs ...

... and she knows how to use them.



Ick. In my baking bowl.

That spider has since found out the answer to the eternal question "does god exist". Funeral on Tuesday at 3pm. In lieu of flowers, donations are requested to the "Splatter Arachnids All Over The Place" fund.

You see, I have a deal with the King of the Insects. If they stay outside, I leave them alone, even if they annoy me. If they come indoors, their little crunchy asses belong to me. This spider obviously didn't get the memo.

On a lighter note, summer is here and the fruit and veggies are abundant. Although I'm always happy to eat an apple, it distresses me when that's ALL that's available. Tonight at work I got organic strawberries and a great big chunk of watermelon.



Life is good.

Well, at least it is for me. A friend of mine had her faithful kitty companion learn a painful lesson about physics a day or two back. I don't have her permission (because it would be assful of me to ask at this point in time) to post pictures of Chavo, but he got smooshed by a car and dragged a bit, it would seem. He's still alive and has no internal injuries, but he's lost his pride and joy, his tail, and has had one leg that was dislocated and then dislocated itself again right after he got home. They don't know yet if there is enough skin left on it for him to heal himself or if he's going to have to lose a leg, too. So for anyone out there reading this, if you are so inclined and have a deity with whom you converse on a regular basis, if you would be so kind as to put in a good word for Chavo it would be much appreciated. He's a good boy and doesn't deserve this.

On the knitting front, I worked tonight and forced myself to work on The Blue Binkie of Blasphemy. Got another nine rows done. It's still on-schedule for completion at the end of August and looks great. I have no idea why I have a need to call it by hundreds of unpleasant names, but I'm sort of a butt like that.


Comments:
Thank you for your kind words. Knitting takes more time than crocheting, but less yarn. There's a trade-off in everything. When I run the world I'll have this changed immediately.
 
Thanks for continuing to think of my gato. He comes home (again) today, but we still have a lot of healing to do. Anyone who wants to see him can click on my name to see his post on my blog.
 
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