Feeling the Stab

“Technology… is a queer thing. It brings you great gifts with one hand, and it stabs you in the back with the other.” ~Carrie Snow~ Following on the heels of Dan Antion’s Monday morning rant about his TV services, I have my own rant about a new smart(?) TV I recently purchased. It’s a beautiful 55″ TV, one that I gifted to myself after much deliberation about the cost. Gibbs said I could have bought him a lot more catRead more

#SoCS: Endings and Beginnings

You may have noticed that I haven’t been hanging around the blogosphere much in the last three weeks. Or perhaps you didn’t, but no matter. I’m still here. My roomie, Natasha, has moved to a place of her own, which involved far more important business than writing about cat cries and bike rides. For perhaps ten days to two weeks, it was a mad rush for Natasha to pack up her many things and bring our separation to completion. IRead more

Read, watch TV, nap.

“Sleep did not honor me with it’s presence.” ~Alysha Speer~ MJM’s Diary of the Tired: Monday, March 15, 2021, 3:30 am – Gibbs the cat wakes me. The change in time may be at fault here, or he may be his usual self who believes he deserves kibble upon vocal and mischievous demands. Monday, 3:35 am – I used the water spray bottle. Gibbs settled down. Monday, 4:00 am – I am awake again, but not by the paws ofRead more

A Slap of the White Glove

“Challenge yourself to be an example of change.”― Debasish Mridha Staying active in Wisconsin in the winter, during a pandemic, can be like staying sober after two or three beers. It’s difficult, especially when the fierce NE winds and single digit (F) temps make me shiver at the thought. Winter often has the effect of invoking hibernation – the desire to sleep and be lazy, along with watching TV from the butt indentation of the couch, writing sparsely and the lackRead more

In a Cat’s Corner

“Hey mom?” “Yes, Gibbs?” “Are you writing again?” “I suppose I am…trying to come up with something for Stream of Consciousness Saturday.” “Stream of what?” “Consciousness. It’s a weekly prompt where all of the bloggers write a post without making any changes other than to fix their own bad spelling.” “That sounds hard.” “It is, Gibbs. Especially for me. I tend to be an obsessive/compulsive perfectionist. It’s hard for me to not want to fix something that sounded right whenRead more

What did he say?

A conversation between myself and roommate Natasha: “Did he say what I thought he said?” “I think so…” “Did he say snackle?” “Yup.” “What in heck is a snackle?” “I have no idea. Maybe a snow tackle?” At the time, Natasha and I were watching Sunday night football and the snow was turning Lambeau Field into a winter wonderland. The Green Bay Packers played the Tennessee Titans and thankfully dominated and won the game. When we watch Packer football, weRead more

Schooled by a Cat

“Laziness is the first step towards efficiency.” ~Patrick Bennett~ Gibbs has been schooling me on being lazy. On the advantages of sleeping and laying around. Doing what I want. Eating, watching TV, eating again, scrolling through social media, watching more TV. And not feeling guilty about it. He recently gave me a “B” for my efforts and said I had to work on a few things. Like not making the bed and taking more naps. I told him the bed-makingRead more

What is Truth?

What is truth? How do we determine truth? A definition of true is “in accordance with fact or reality,” while the definition of truth can be “a fact or belief that is accepted as true.” In recent years, there has been an incredible amount of anxiety over what is fact and what is fake; what is true and what is a lie. In my mind’s eye, I do not always see a belief that is accepted as true as factRead more

#SoCS: A Favorite Collar

Collar. It’s what keeps me warm in the cool of fall and the frigid of winter. This past week has been cooler than normal. In fact, Green Bay reported a new record high of 52F (11C) on September 9th, which is cold for this time of year. The rain did not help. On the other hand, I heard Colorado and Wyoming received snow a day or two before, so it could have been worse. It’s supposed to stop raining andRead more

Social Whatever from the Pod

So, Ziva, what’s the deal here? What do you mean Gibbs? Why is mom home all the time? Do you have a problem with that? Well, no, not really. It just seems weird that she’s spending so much time in the bedroom. With us. That’s because she’s working from home. Why would she do that? Does mom miss us? Perhaps, but I heard her talking to the other human. They said something about social distancing and being safer at home.Read more

Three Times

Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time. ― Marthe Troly-Curtin It’s Sunday as I type, and eight inches of expected snow is falling to the ground. White and fluffy and accumulative. Meanwhile, a marathon of NCIS Los Angeles is playing on the TV and Gibbs the cat can’t make up his mind if he’s needy, hungry or needy. It is all I can do to not “waste time” on the couch. Lay sideways. Nap. Watch TV. It’s that kind ofRead more

Mr. Foley’s River

This past weekend, Natasha and I were watching Sunday Morning on CBS. One of the featured stories was of people who live in a van or bus rather than a house or apartment. We found it rather interesting, this life choice, especially with the family of six, who live in a converted school bus, and the older gentleman who resides in a space that would be too cramped for my taste. You can read the story or watch the videoRead more