tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203892252008-09-03T22:17:04.653-07:00Thinking Out Loud, version 2.0victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11838464760510842088noreply@blogger.comBlogger478125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20389225.post-35843162586905003832008-09-03T14:54:00.001-07:002008-09-03T22:17:04.706-07:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } At the Sutro Baths 8/31/08 (and 9/1/08), originally uploaded by Planet Vicster. I spent it with friends doing some night shooting at the Sutro Baths. If you're unfamiliar with San Francisco history, the Sutro Baths is a

victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11838464760510842088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20389225.post-43457551459343271492008-08-24T19:58:00.001-07:002008-08-24T20:03:19.593-07:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Daydreaming, originally uploaded by Planet Vicster. Probably dreaming of goat cheese. He insisted that I give him a bite of blue cheese while I was making my salad, despite my reminding him that he doesn't really like blue

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I wish I could chalk the events of this shitty week up to Mercury being in retrograde. But I'm pretty sure it's not. I wish that my suffering through such a shitty week meant that my friends didn't have to as well. But quite a few of them have. I wish that this shitty week will soon be forgotten. But there are many valuable lessons that should be taken from it. I wish I could just collapse in

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Nothing new, really, to report on the Felis Sconeus Thiefus. He's pretty much stayed out of trouble lately and the food stealing has been minimized since I instituted my new Open Food Container Policy where I collect a fully-refundable $300 deposit from anyone who brings food into the apartment. It is refundable if/when the food is consumed or removed from the apartment and Simon has NOT

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Hybrid Car Drivers: That little sticker you got for your car entitles you to drive in the carpool lane, even when you're all by your self in your car. THAT IS ALL IT ENTITLES YOU TO. It does NOT mean you're allowed to run red lights and stop signs, thereby put the safety of pedestrians and law-abiding drivers and bicyclists in danger. Pedestrians: When you see the big red hand, that means DO

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Obviously, this applies to telling people they sound sexist or fat phobic or homophobic or anti-(insert religion here) or...well, loads of things, really. I appreciate how it emphasizes focusing on the ACTION and not speculating on what is "inside" someone. Though it's difficult, sometimes, when someone has said something that is a real trigger for me.

victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11838464760510842088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20389225.post-68124319713880349862008-07-20T23:03:00.001-07:002008-07-22T19:56:09.934-07:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Rawr, originally uploaded by Planet Vicster. Raisins. Yes, I said raisins. Grapes, grape juice and wine are bad, too, but for this post we'll just focus on the raisins, shall we? And how did I come by this pearl of

victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11838464760510842088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20389225.post-67314432440747855052008-07-06T16:27:00.001-07:002008-07-22T19:55:39.907-07:00

.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Feed Me Now, Pls., originally uploaded by Planet Vicster. I realize I haven't done a Simon Sunday post in a while. Not to worry, he is just fine and back to 100% (well, minus that one toenail he ripped off trying to jump

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Because he thinks "mental distress" is not an acceptable health issue for late-term abortions. "Now, I don’t think that “mental distress” qualifies as the health of the mother. I think it has to be a serious physical issue that arises in pregnancy, where there are real, significant problems to the mother carrying that child to term. Otherwise, as long as there is such a medical exception in

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Your Rockstar Name Is... Fifi Stardust What's Your Rockstar Name?

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Your results:You are Green LanternGreen Lantern 75% Hulk 70% Supergirl 68% Spider-Man 65% The Flash 65% Catwoman 65% Wonder Woman 63% Superman 55% Iron Man 55% Robin 53% Batman 50% Hot-headed. You have strong will power and a good imagination. Click here to take the "Which Superhero am I?" quiz...

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My Wordle cloud, representative of my blog in March, 2008.

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I realize I haven't done a Simon Sunday for a while. Simon is fine and back to his old self again (just waiting for the hair to grow back on his "arm" where it was shaved off). I just haven't really been up for posting things, lately. I'll try to get posting back on track, but make no promises.

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Because I'm in the mood for some glam rock, kittenz. 20th Century Boy, which has the distinction of being Simon's first most favourite song in the world. Actually, it is the version by Placebo that Simon went batshit crazy for the first time he heard it. I was watching Velvet Goldmine and he was curled up next to me, sound asleep. Then the opening riffs to the song played and Simon shot off the

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Teddy Kennedy eulogizes his brother, Bobby Kennedy. (h/t to Melissa at Shakesville

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This story makes my blood fucking boil. Twelve-year-old Jaime Nared has all of a sudden been banned from playing on the mixed-gender team she's been on since she was in the second grade. Why? Because she's a phenomenally talented GIRL. Here's the money quote: Neal Franzer, The Hoop's director of operations, said Thursday that parents were "adamant" that their complaints have nothing to do with

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are gerbera daisies poisonous to cats Gerbera daisies are NOT toxic for cats, but if your furkid shows a curiosity for sampling flowers, it's best to keep ALL flowers and plants out of his reach, otherwise you end up with a sad, scary--and expensive--situation like this. Plant a pot or two of cat grass or catnip instead. flickr staff evil Uh, no. I've met many Flickr staff and I can tell you

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Jeff Tweedy reaches back to his days with Uncle Tupelo for this awesome-packed acoustic version of Gun. UT fans should check out Tweedy's hilarious story of seeing former UT bandmate/collaborator Jay Ferrar in Mexico.

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Simon has been home for a week, after his Bogus Journey to the emergency veterinary hospital last weekend. We finished the Clavamox and Baytril prescriptions for his urinary tract infection last night, which was good because he had sort of figured out the pill pockets. Oh yes, the pill pockets. Last Sunday I didn't have much trouble pilling Simon: the Clavamox are small and the Baytril

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I love to have fresh flowers in the house and every Sunday, when I make my weekly grocery shopping trip to Trader Joe's, I pick up one of their mixed bouquets. Now, because Simon likes to sample, well, everything, I make sure that the flowers are kept in a place he cannot access and I keep an eye out for wilting flowers so I can slip off the petals before they fall off. Occasionally, a lily

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Simon turns seven years old tomorrow and as usual, he's been spoiled silly, though all of the presents he's gotten are ones that Billie can (and does) enjoy as well. He got a new cardboard scratch box (with catnip!) and an "entertainment center" (though most of you out there would refer to it as an aquarium). I went back and forth on what fish I'd include in the aquarium, but I decided a while

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Give A Little Bit easily goes on my list of all-time favourite songs. It's a love song, but not in the hearts-and-flowers or moonlight-in-your-eye kind of way, which is probably why I loved it so much to begin with. It always struck me that this song was never really meant to be sung to your One True Love, but rather to...anyone. It's about reaching out beyond your own little world and trusting

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A montage of Star Trek's Dr. Leonard McCoy pronouncing many aliens dead. Laughing Squid has I'm A Doctor... clips as well. (via Laughing Squid)

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Because I'm missing Joe Strummer today.

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Poor Simon! One of our neighbour kitties, Simone, has gotten into the habit of waiting in the front courtyard for me to come home from work. She'll meet me half way along the walk and escort me to my door where we visit for a few minutes, usually with Simon and Billie poking their head out to say hi. I've been very pleasantly surprised that there hasn't been any hissing or growling from my

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