We are on Day 6 of my cat being sick. Well, kind of. I mean, it’s the sixth day after he got sick, but we can quibble as to whether he still is or not. He’s mostly back to normal. He’s got the pep in his step and he’s meowing when he wants something once… Continue Reading
I crashed hard last night because I’ve been so worried about Shadow. Even with the clean bill of health, he was still sick. Yes, it wasn’t any of the big three things I feared, but he’s still not at his best. Yesterday. I made the mistake of giving him his antibiotics (last night) before feeding… Continue Reading
Yesterday, I wrote an ode to my cat, Shadow, that bordered on elegiac. I was prepared for the worst because the vet had mentioned three awful things it could be. Renal failure, diabetes, or hyperthyroidism. They did blood work and took X-rays, which they had to send off to get interpreted. They were going to… Continue Reading
A decade ago, Shadow was really sick. He was yowling as he was peeing and he refused to eat. I asked his foster mom what I should do, and she said to take him to the vet ASAP. I took him late that afternoon (first appointment I could get), my heart in my throat. Today,… Continue Reading
Talking more about games. I am an extremes person in general. Take drinks. I like them boiling hot (burning my tongue) or ice cold (brain freeze). I either love something or I hate it. I’m not often tepid about something. Take movies. I love: Once, The Station Agent, and Japanese Story. And, yes, I realize… Continue Reading
A few days ago, I was talking about the games I like and how they reflected the yin and the yang of my being. There’s a new game that has me thinking about where the two categories (hard games and cozy games) intersect. In the last post, I did not mention a series of games… Continue Reading
I used to read Captain Awkward regularly. She was a big proponent of not yucking someone’s yum, and I agree to a certain extent. If people around you are excited about, say the millionth Star Wars movie in a month, just nod and smile. It’s no skin off your nose and you can just moved… Continue Reading
I have been thinking a lot about my mother lately because her calls of desperation have come more frequently–almost once a week. Every phone call follows the same pattern. She asks me how I’m doing, then brushes over any response other than ‘fine’. This is not unusual for her. She doesn’t really care how I… Continue Reading
I’ve talked many times about how I am really good at getting people to talk. It’s on of my strengths, and, it’s one of my weaknesses as well. Or rather, it can do harm unto myself. There have been several letters lately to Ask A Manager about how to get someone else to shut up.… Continue Reading
I don’t game often, but when I do, I game hard. Or soft. Depending on my mood. I am a mass of contradictions, and I don’t mind admitting it. Some could call it complex. Some could also call it contrary. Some others might simply call it crazy. I would say yes to all of the… Continue Reading