Archive for the ‘cats’ Category
Mina Turns 5
Friday, March 12th, 2010
Mina Gets The Summer Blues
Monday, July 6th, 2009
Happy Birthday Mina
Tuesday, March 17th, 2009Mina turned four on February 28th…although, I’ve only had her for 2 years and 11 mos. of that time.
She’s been the subject of many photos on this blog…but can you blame me?
She’s so cute!
You Don’t Say
Monday, June 30th, 2008
I looked up the history of keyboard instruments here. Did you know the true name of the instrument you see above is a gravicèmbalo con piano e forte?
I didn’t think so.
Most my weekend was spent re-decorating. A few “work-in-progress” photos exist besides those of my cute cat hanging out (the window) by clicking the feline below.
Chicken Little?
Friday, June 13th, 2008“An aristocracy in a republic is like a chicken whose head has been cut off; it may run about in a lively way, but in fact it is dead”.
Nancy Mitford
Photos from the last 2 weeks here.
Of Pets, Parks and Parties
Sunday, May 4th, 2008“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.â€
George Bernard Shaw
My Cat Is (Almost) Human/My Dad Is (Not) Dead
Saturday, April 19th, 2008“Time spent with cats is never wasted.”
Sigmund Freud
At times, my cat amazes me. She is capable of showing such a seemingly wide range of subtle expressions.
Unrelatedly….I was on Netflix this week, reading reviews of some Greenaway films. And I came upon this viewer-submitted “review” of one of his films that seems to have more plotting and action than any Greenaway flick I can think of!
“I am a huge fan of Peter Greenaway. When I was 38 I took a woman to see The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover at a movie theatre in Studio City. It was an old theatre and the woman was a friend of my wife. Her name was Karen and she was 23. My wife was 36 at the time. I don’t know why I chose this movie, but it seemed like the last place I would see my wife. Karen really enjoyed the movie and she invited me back to her house. We made love with the windows open. It was a warm spring day. When I left Karen’s house the sky was all purple and pink. My wife was waiting for me in the kitchen. She was crying. I asked what was wrong and she told me that her mother was dead. Her mother was a drinker. My wife said she tried to get a hold of me but I wasn’t answering my phone. I told her where I was. I said I was out with Karen. She asked me if we made love. I said yes. She asked me why I wanted to make love with Karen. I said it was because of Peter Greenaway. I said his movie really turned me on.”
Whatever.
In other trivia…I was reading a blog reviewing some of the bands playing around Austin during SXSW and was surprised to see “a band” (but really one guy) from the late 80′s was still around and making music.
My Dad Is Dead was from Cleveland (who’s classic early records on Homestead are all out of print but he is still making music and (more or less) doing the same highly personal songwriting (which, while more pop now…combined with the fact that the 80′s post-punk sound is more or less back) makes him still sounds pretty contemporary.
Here’s are two songs I found of recent vintage. While, by no means up to the quality of his early stuff is e-x-a-c-t-l-y the same formula, totally unpretentious and still sound pretty good.
my dad is dead my safe place
my dad is dead dark age revival
April was a busy month so I have been slow on the blog front. It will probably continue like this for the next month or so until I’ve fully relocated. I can’t recall if I mentioned that my ipod and my hard drives both died within days of each other. All music lost (yet again), the most painful part of it all is that I had a backup harddrive waiting to be copied onto…but I kept putting it off (“I’ll do it next weekend”, etc…).
Don’t put that stuff off. Seriously. After about a week+ of triage work, I’ve managed to regain about 20,000 songs so it’s not like I’m sitting in utter silence.
I should start a new series here I’d Like To Be In Your Shoes where I would talk about being at famous peoples houses. I really can’t, but I’ll only say that two weeks ago I was at the house of this couple, one of whom is a mega-rock star, who bought this amazing house from a famous actress I’m sure you’d be familiar with and out on the deck…there’s this private view of the ocean…like it’s “your ocean” to admire. Damn, that’s what money brought her. Though, to be fair, it also brought her “stalkers”. It made her paranoid enough to have a “panic room” installed.
Ain’t celebrity grand?
Happy Birthday Mina!
Thursday, February 28th, 2008Mina is three years old today.
“Of all God’s creatures, there is only one that cannot be made slave of the leash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat.” Mark Twain
“Sleeping together is a euphemism for people, but tantamount to marriage with cats.” Marge Percy
“There is no such thing as ‘just a cat’.” Robert A. Heinlein
“If you shamefully misuse a cat once she will always maintain a dignified reserve toward you afterward. You will never get her full confidence again.“ Mark Twain
“I love cats because I enjoy my home; and little by little, they become its visible soul.” Jean Cocteau
“If a dog jumps into your lap, it is because he is fond of you; but if a cat does the same thing, it is because your lap is warmer.” Alfred North Whitehead
“If you are worthy of its affection, a cat will be your friend, but never your slave.” Theophile Gautier
A Moment With Mina
Monday, November 5th, 2007
Cats and Canadians
Friday, October 5th, 2007“When I play with my cat, how do I know that she is not passing time with me rather than I with her?”
Montaigne
“You can visualize a hundred cats. Beyond that, you can’t. Two hundred, five hundred, it all looks the same“.
Jack Wright [of Kingston, Ontario, the Guinness Book record holder for the owner of the most cats at one time]
