kaffyr: Kitty from "Kiki's Delivery Service" (kiki cat)
What We Did on Valentine's Day

1. Took an extremely constipated ginger cat to the vet. 
2. Cleaned the carpet, bed, blankets, etc. to the best of our ability thereafter (because constipation in cats comes with liquid matter that squirts out around the blockage as kitty attempts to expel it and yes that is indeed TMI, but hey, you've read this far and we're past it.)
3. Did three smallish but smelly loads of laundry as part of the cleanup. 
4. Cleaned another section of rug that I discovered our other cat had, sometime in the past two weeks, used at least once, as a secondary litter box. Two applications of baking soda and vacuuming have made it better. Unfortunately, the location included some extremely important audio/visual wiring. I'm amazed none of it went out. The wiring has been very carefully wiped down with Lysol. Fortunately, the area hasn't been used as a loo recently, so I assume it got used prior to our installation of the new litter-loo. Go, us.
5. Ruminated unhappily on our vet's comment that changing dry food to wet probably wouldn't help minimize constipation and its concomitant problems, because cats who eat wet food drink less, which defeats the purpose of switching the food types. Sigh. 
6. Fought headaches all day. 
7. 
Made our bed up with fresh linens
8. Had some whisky
9. Loved the fact that BB and I got through this and were able to make jokes occasionally. Go, team kaffyrbb!

kaffyr: The First Doctor isn't amused (Bullshit!)
SOTU

Idea for #soturesponse.

He lied. He lies. He will lie again. 

Oh, and he's a fucking lying POS.


kaffyr: (NaruOMG)
Cat Tales

Sitcommish heck commenceth hereunder )
kaffyr: A typical day in the BSG!verse (Frakkin' Watchtower)
A Couple of Recommendations

First, this, thanks to 
[personal profile] supergee  - a calm, reasoned, articulate, well-researched commentary that Howard Shutlz should read, one that I think effectively dissolves the "both sides" argument diverting too many peoples' attentions right now. 

And this is a reminder that "tribalism," as it's being used right now, is a racist mistake. I'm glad I read it, because I'd been saying the same wrong thing. 




Dept. of JFC

Wednesday, 30 January 2019 06:34 pm
kaffyr: (Clara didn't ask for this)
Frozen Pipe Fun

Woke up this morning and went into the kitchen to put some coffee on, and discovered that the hot water pipe leading to the kitchen sink faucet wasn't working and was either simply frozen, or frozen and burst. This took place despite me having turned the faucet on to dribble the night before, in hopes of avoiding just such a scenario. 

We couldn't identify the frozen pipe; it wasn't any of the ones easily accessible under the sink, which means it's probably in the wall, which is hard by the outdoors (and that's probably why it froze.) We've had an electric heater on almost non-stop under the sink, to no avail, and we can't use a hair dryer because we can't access the affected pipe. The other faucets in the house aren't affected, so it has to be fairly localized, but still ... no luck in finding it.

We're hoping that the heater, which is now pointed directly at the back wall, keeps the pipe from bursting, even if it doesn't thaw the ice inside. But it looks increasingly likely that we'll have to call a plumber. Since tomorrow is going to be almost as cold as today, when our area got no warmer than -11F, I'm guessing that plumbers really can't do their best work tomorrow. Plus, since there are probably people all over the city with similar situations, once plumbers do come out, there will be a hell of a long wait time. My guess is that we won't be able to get a plumber out until at least late Friday. 

And by that time, the pipe may well burst, if it hasn't already. Bob did some checking, and the estimates for fixing something like that hover around $15,000, he said. 

Which we don't actually have easily at hand.

Augh.
kaffyr: (Bored in Porco Rosso)
I've Been a Bitch All Day

Well, not all day, but certainly for the past hour or so. And a Wednesday in which I stalk to the liquor cabinet and pour myself Japanese whiskey because I'm pissed at ... whatever the fuck I'm pissed off at, I don't even ...  is not a good day. Drinking mid-week? So not good. 

Yeah, I know it was about a shot of whiskey, and that's it. But yeah ... mittwoch? 

Uncool. 


kaffyr: (Tired of typesetting)
Kava-naught-not

Thanks to 
[personal profile] supergee  for the link to this

And thanks to the comment section of the piece for what's under the cut.

ETA: I forgot this. I
 should never forget something of this quality.

Kavanaught ) 
kaffyr: The newsies contemplate striking (Stop the presses)
Enemies of the American People, That's Us

Yesterday sucked hard enough to make getting to sleep difficult; the Janus decision on the part of the no-longer-afraid-to-show-their-conservative-animus SCOTUS, their upholding of the Muslim ban; the announced retirement of Justice Kennedy, which puts other civil rights, like Roe V Wade, in direct peril. 

And today, this happened

While my reportorial caution reminds me that I can't assume the reason was because the shooter hated journalists - my other thought would be a particularly enthusiastic domestic violence perpetrator - my gut tells me it was. This is, after all, the nation whose president told his besotted followers that editors, reporters, photographers, etc. were the enemies of America. 

They're not the types who'd believe what Capital Gazette editor Jimmy Debutts said in the 11th and 12th paragraphs of the main Washington Post story. More fools they.

I'll be relieved if some other cause motivated the shooter, and that says something awful about both my desensitization and to this murderous American ecosystem.

ETA: Yep, looking more likely to be a patriotic Fourth Estate hater. Imagine my surprise. 

And Harlan Ellison has died

kaffyr: Two elegant dancers (Dance)
Forty-Eight Hours

You'd think that Bob and I would be relatively dispassionate about Andy's and Em's wedding, since they're handling it themselves, paying for it, organizing it, etc. No such luck. It may be only indirectly ... crazy by osmosis ... but, since Andy's and Em's heads are ready to explode, so are ours. 

That's part of the reason why I haven't been posting. The frenetic pace of the wedding's approach has reminded us that positive stress is still stress. And part of that stress is just the all encompassing nature of this oncoming event. We wake up in the morning thinking about it, and it's the last thing we think about at night. Just imagine how Andy and Em feel ... I think their heads are ready to explode.  

Having one's head filled with nothing but weddingweddingWEDDINGauughh means that my ability to chat about anything was severely straitened. 

My brother Mac has arrived from Canada in advance of the wedding, and it's lovely to have him here. I'm surprised at the ease with which we've conversed thus far. I think Bob's reminder to me not to get too tense around Mac was very helpful. 

OK, that's enough - we leave for the wedding venue tomorrow morning, the wedding's Saturday afternoon, and we'll be back sometime mid-Sunday. I promise pictures when I get back, and I promise my head will be considerably more communicative. 

Dept. of FFS

Monday, 11 June 2018 10:18 pm
kaffyr: A typical day in the BSG!verse (Frakkin' Watchtower)
How Long, Oh Lord? 

I'm tempted to repeat Robert Benchley's rather biblical review of Abie's Irish Rose, if only so that I can snicker a little in the midst of my fear. 

He meets with one of the most unstable and despicable heads of state on the planet (with the exception of himself), after plowing through the G7 conference with even more of his patented diplomatic skills. (And while I'm not altogether fond of Justin Trudeau, I'm cheering him on for the way he responded to the White House Resident.) 

Meanwhile, the Supreme Court narrowly upholds Ohio's voter suppression. And Jeff Sessions did this

This is some sort of hell, and we're still in it. How many months to November?
kaffyr: (Clara under pressure)
I Can't Smell Anything

It's making me jittery-crazy. In all the years that I've experienced head colds, I've never experienced such a complete lack of smell. As a result, I can only sense sweet, bitter, and salt, which means I can't taste much at all. Is it stupid for me to be obsessing on this? Probably, but much of the positive sensory stimulation I get in this world is olfactory, so it's like I'm living in film, not real life.  I don't know why this particular ailment has done such a number on me, and I'm afraid that I'm a little obsessively worried that it might be permanent. (I'm telling myself that that's really silly, but I can't shake the fear.)

Dept. of Pure Evil

Saturday, 2 December 2017 12:56 am
kaffyr: A typical day in the BSG!verse (Frakkin' Watchtower)
So the Senate Passed  "Tax Reform" 

Evil. Mother. Fuckers. 


kaffyr: Doc Yewl from Defiance (yewlyay)
Can I Just Ask ... 

What the fuck is it about the toxic intersection of sex and power in this culture?

rant under here )
kaffyr: (Love is for children)
Because Of Course Nothing Goes As Expected

So, almost as soon as I'd posted my last more or less positive comments about Phil, we got a call from the surgeon. She got the biopsy results from the growth a bit faster than I'd expected.

It's a tumor. 

Of course, the surgeon (who really is quite a nice person, don't get me wrong) emphasized that the tumor might not be anything but benign. 

However, she said, she advised that we undertake the operation to remove Phil's left ear canal, to prevent any possibility of non-benign tumer growth. 

And of course we're going to, although we told her we wanted to talk about it over the weekend. 

We'll do it. A lot of my retirement money is going to go into taking care of Phil. And I'm a selfish enough old broad that I'm begrudging those dollars. 

But it's Phil; it's our little kitty, and it's only a month or so since we lost one of our other beloved kitties. 

Poor Phil; he's not in for a good time. 

But I'm hoping that this will help him live beyond his current 8 or 9 years. Had he already been 14? Perhaps the decision would have been different. 

But he's not 14, he's only 8 or 9. So we'll fork out the retirement funds, and pay for something that will, I hope, make him ultimately feel better. 

Fuck. 

On a scale of 1 to Las Vegas, this is, of course, not a big thing. 

But, fuck. What a fucking way to end the week. 

Dept. of Friday

Friday, 6 October 2017 07:52 pm
kaffyr: (Maia airships court)
Very Quick Precis of The Week 

Phil )

Book )

Work )
The world is too much with us, plus exhaustion )
kaffyr: (NaruOMG)
Well, This is Not What I Had Planned at All

I have now concluded to my unhappy satisfaction, that I am, for the foreseeable future, Off Cinnamon. 

Given the huge place cinnamon has played in our menus, this involves a sea change in the way I approach non-savory recipes. It also requires that I give away at least one of the huge containers of cinnamon that I have. 

The apple harvest cake will be divided, with one half for BB, and the other to be given to FB and Miss Em. Same for the cookies. Both have been pronounced excellent by BB, but both have provoked cinnamon reflux, for lack of a better term, in Your Humble And Culinarily Careless Servant. 

And it's my own fault, for misreading the recipe in the first place. (Or not washing off the apples and starting fresh, instead of trying to make do.)

Damn. 
kaffyr: (Deficiency weekly)
You Know ...

Sitting in front of a screen, fighting codeine-generated nausea and an increasingly bleak mood, listening to Steely Dan warble about crossing one's old man back in Oregon, pleading with an unseen authority figure, "don't take me alive" ...

... is not necessarily a shining example of emotional hygiene. 

Perhaps it's time to go to bed. 

Yes, I know it's only 7:50 p.m. 

WHAT??!?!

Dept. of What? WHAT??

Thursday, 13 July 2017 08:08 pm
kaffyr: (Liz questions that.)
Photobucket, Part Deux

Earlier today, I checked some of my posts with pictures and such from Photobucket. The latest ones were still not-showing up (although they didn't have that odd graphic that some people's pages are afflicted with. Earlier ones, however, were still showing up. OK, I thought, perhaps this stupidity only affects recent images? 

Just now, I checked, and all the ones that had gone missing from DW/LJ were back in place. They're still here. 

However, since other folks' appear to still be missing their images, I am at a complete loss as to account for my "recovery." Nor do I know whether it should last. 

Has anyone else noticed that sort of thing happening?
kaffyr: The First Doctor isn't amused (Bullshit!)
I'd Wondered When It Would Happen

It appears that Photobucket finally got around to photobucketing me, as it has so many other people with its change in third-party image hosting. For awhile my images were still showing up, but not anymore. 

I'm looking at Google as a new resting place for my photos, if their third party sharing is easy to deal with (or, you know, a thing at all.) I have to decouple my Google account from my iPhone, so that my biz photos don't get automatically uploaded, something I apparently managed to do sometime in the past. 

Pulling everything from Photobucket and transferring things to Google (who I'm much more likely to want to pay for space) will be a pain, but I'm not paying $40 a month for the right to do what I signed up with Photobucket in the first place to do. And I haven't got enough photos there to make it a monumental pain. 

It's just an annoyance, but it does mean Photobucket will be losing me as a customer. 


kaffyr: (NaruOMG)
What Happens When a Drive Dies?

Stupid drive.... )

Dept. of I Aten't Dead

Saturday, 3 June 2017 06:42 pm
kaffyr: Animated rain falls on the bathhouse from Spirited Away (Bath house in the rain)
But I Aten't All That Well, Either

Babbling )

Dept. of Union Stuff

Saturday, 27 May 2017 02:52 pm
kaffyr: The newsies contemplate striking (Stop the presses)
Day Two of Vacation: A Request

After my brief, but heartfelt, snarl about one of the awful people with whom I'm forced to negotiate, I realized I haven't told anyone about the miserable news we folks at my immediate company heard concerning Chicago news. Michael Ferro, who bought the Chicago Sun-Times several years ago, drove it even further into the ground than Conrad Black had left it; who gave the Sun-Times holding company the ridiculous name Wrapports;who sold all the Sun-Times suburban publications to the Chicago Tribune Publishing Company, thereby freeing the suburban properties - we thought - from his bizarre, self-aggrandizing, and supremely anti-journalistic ass;  who then jumped ship so that he could become majority shareholder at Chicago Tribune Publishing, ensuring that we couldn't be free of the bastard; who proceeded to rename the Tribune after the sound a flatulent goose makes when trod upon (and even the Trib didn't deserve "tronc") - has now turned around and plans to buy the Chicago Sun-Times, which he ensured would be barely breathing by the time he did so. 

We believe he plans to kill the Sun-Times, somewhere between 18 and 24 months from the time he gets his claws on it. He's a mean, vicious creature, and we believe that -  not content with having used the Sun-Times as the platform from which he could reach his real goal, the Trib and it's network (the L.A. Times, Hartford Courant and others) not content with having sucked the lifeblood out of the Sun-Times in his quest - he actually wants to kill it, so that Chicago become a one-paper town, like too many major markets in the United States. As I said; mean and vicious.

Thus far the Department of Justice's antitrust division appears to be paving the way for Ferro to do this; here are a couple of stories about the proposed sale. You be the judge when it comes to how carefully the antitrust boys are looking at this. 

The NewsGuild is trying to stop this, or at least slow it down so that other potential buyers could be found to save the Sun-Times. Part of our strategy is this petition.
 Consider signing it; no matter where you live, the continuing health of news outlets should be a concern. If you decide to sign, thank you, from the bottom of my heart. 

Dept. of Union Stuff

Friday, 26 May 2017 01:01 pm
kaffyr: (Joe Hill)
My First Day of Vacation

I am in union negotiations. Yay. 

And one of the folks across the table from me is a World Class Grade A Union-Hating Dick.

A fucking dick.  

Dept. of LJ

Monday, 3 April 2017 06:06 pm
kaffyr: Calvin face palms (Calvin face palm)
Any Thoughts on the New Live Journal User Agreement?

Right now it looks as if I can't sign in unless I click "agree" - or more accurately, as if I'll be signed out if I don't click "agree." And from what little I can make out of the new agreement, it's looking less and less like I actually would want to click "agree." Still, perhaps it's not as dire as it seems? I'd love to be pointed to anyone's review of the new agreement (which, per the notice, doesn't appear to be binding in English. When you're redirected to what is referred to as the binding agreement, you discover it's in Russian Cyrillic.) Does anyone have more information that I can view while signed out? Does anyone have any thoughts on this?

ETA: AAAAAnd I can't crosspost unless I click "agree." So there's that.

ETA 2: I signed the agreement so that I could fully access my own account. However I will probably post an announcement letting people know that as of a date certain (possibly April 30), I'll be importing everything from LJ and deleting that account. If folks want to stay in touch, I'll provide an email account, and I'll also urge folks to sign up for, at the very least, a free Dreamwidth account. Any comments I may have made on other peoples' LJ, any deathless prose that the world might lose forever when I disappear ... will, well, be lost 

ETA 3: Reasons for my proposed plan of action? 

For one thing, the English translation isn't trustworthy, by TPTB's own admission; they state that the only "valid" agreement is one that's in Cyrillic Russion. For another, it appears to contradict itself on whether the new Russian Federation laws apply only to people with free accounts or to people with paid accounts (now rechristened Professional Services Packages). 

For yet another, it doesn't make clear the difference between the entity that owns the entire blogging platform, which is now under Russian Federation law, and the entity that supposedly will handle paid users accounts, still referred to as Live Journal Inc. I suspect there's really no difference. 

And another problem? If you read through the non-official English version of the user agreement one thing becomes clear: they state they can censor anyone's journal for political activity or for things that the Russian Federation considers 18+/stuff. Such as anything that mentions the very existence of gay people as, you know, people. 

I know a number of people have pointed out that those laws will probably only be applied to Russian bloggers. A) Just because I'm not affected doesn't make it any more palatable to me, and I'm not interested in even passively supporting the censorship of other people. B) "probably" is a weasel word in these circumstances. 

I think this is the last straw for me. It's a shame, but not a tremendous one. I've been slowly moving over to Dreamwidth anyhow. 

Dept. of Sunday

Sunday, 26 March 2017 09:50 pm
kaffyr: (Porco Rosso friends)
Things I Learned This Weekend

1. I'm really not Buddhist, not in the least. I tried to read a book I picked up at the library, which had been recommended by a friend. It was written by a Buddhist nun, and it was about how to try to approach, or in some way deal with, difficult times. It's something I need to learn how to do, so I wanted to read this book, this very slim little book.

I managed about five pages of it and ended up yelling at the book. There was no way I was going to make it to the end, slim or not. The language made me roll my eyes, I kept arguing with individual sentences. Individual sentences, people; I was arguing with words on a page.

BB, who has a much more Buddhist nature than I have had read a bit of the book; when I told him the book made me extremely angry (and that's the thing I'm trying to deal with), he sighed and said "This isn't the book I'd have suggested for you to read." He was right.

And more generally, I was reminded that I'm not Buddhist in the least, as I said. I know that the dark is part of this world; I know that death is part of this world, but I'll be goddamned if I have to like it, or accept it.  I'm with Dylan Thomas; I'll rage against the dying of the light.

2. I was reminded, once again, of how much I love BB. 


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