Oh boy, it’s Monday. And everybody’s pretty miserable about it, too. My day started at the dentist, where I hoped for a quick in and out (so to speak) with limited pain. I was fairly successful on that score, but, sadly, I have to go back next week because I have an “open contact” that needs to be closed. I have no doubt that this will be a thrilling experience (and costly, no doubt). Oh well, I guess the yacht will have to wait for next year.
More sad news. I’m sure everyone’s heard by now that Ernest Borgnine passed away. And who didn’t like Ernest Borgnine (except Ethel Merman)?
Speaking of sad, if you’re a cat owner, you may want to get rid of any sharp implements around the house. We all know that cats often make you want to kill yourself, but now we know why.
There’s fresh evidence that cats can be a threat to your mental health.
To be fair, it’s not kitties themselves that are the problem, but a parasite they carry called Toxoplasma gondii.
A study of more than 45,000 Danish women found that those infected with this feline parasite were 1.5 times more likely to attempt suicide than women who weren’t infected.
Of course, the big news of the day is that Savannah Guthrie started her role as Today Show co-host with Matt “the rat” Lauer. I don’t actually know who she is, as I was forced to stop watching the morning moron shows quite some time ago, lest my head explode (or I do serious damage to my teevee). But I’m sure she’ll do fine (until the ratings continue to suck, at which point they’ll throw her under the bus).
Oh well, back to work. I have to pay for my dentist’s summer vacation, after all.
Speaking of cats, we’re on our way back to Brooklyn this morning and I have not done any packing or made any other movements that might suggest we’ll be traveling. And yet the cats are hiding so that getting them into their travel cases will require looking under beds, in closets and eventually discovering the new and sneaky hiding place that at least one of the little dears has found.
I hope everything went as good as it could for Vernon.
Thanks. Art.
I’m doing the best I can under difficult circumstances. Tomorrow begins the two days of events. This place is a pretty foreign world to me anymore since it is very xtian and ‘patriotic’ in all of the phony posturing, hateful and paranoid senses senses of the word. If I haven’t chewed off my tongue by the time I leave here, I’ll be surprised. I am definitely getting my comeuppance for any smugness I have had about the moderate Bay Area weather. I got nailed with 100+ heat and soup-like humidity when I arrive yesterday. It’s only a little better now and in the next few days and I will be wearing a black wool suit which I don’t think that I have done in maybe 10 years since a winter wedding in Leavenworth, WA.
:blues: :hot: :gate:
Funerals can bring out the worst in people.
A time which should be spent in reflection and coming
together instead can become a time of awkward
outbursts of “truth-telling” and hidden resentments.
The hot weather can only add to the misery.
Hang in there buddy