eftychia: Me in kilt and poofy shirt, facing away, playing acoustic guitar behind head (Default)
posted by [personal profile] eftychia at 05:25am on 2004-10-20

"Oh, dear god. She really shouldn't be having sex if she thinks people hatch." -- [livejournal.com profile] ruisenora, 2004-05-05

eftychia: Me in kilt and poofy shirt, facing away, playing acoustic guitar behind head (Default)
posted by [personal profile] eftychia at 08:51am on 2004-10-20

Unrelated items I seem to be about awake enough to jot down...


Along about the fifth time I read a post from someone bitching about and/or mocking the lastest raving lunacy from Alan Keyes, this song[1] popped into my head:

Johnny Be Fair )

There was something sharp in my bed, poking me in the butt. Sharp and small. I hadn't eaten anything in bed that should have left large, hard crumbs, so I wasn't sure what it could be. Each time it woke me, I brushed my hand over the general area and fell back asleep.

When I finally woke up enough look for what had been poking me, I found it: one of Perrine's claws.

I would have expected to find a broken-off claw near the milk-crates she uses as a scratching post, or near the wooden step-stool in the bathroom she sometimes claws, not under the covers in my bed. I'm confused.


I stumbled across a different spin on original sin and the story of the garden, but you might want to be cautious about opening that link in environments where having cartoon sex on your screen will get you looked at funny.

It's a joke, but the artist touches an interesting theological hypothesis almost by accident in the process. (No, not about furries (read this if you're likely to get offended on that score, by the way).) Not an explanation that sounds right to me, but something I could see Harlan Ellison writing a story based on.


I've been feeling guilty when Perrine tells me she wants to play "chase" and my knees hurt too badly to run after her. I don't think she understands the words "my knees hurt". Sometimes I can convince her to jump at thrown toys instead (I'm still working on how to communicate that she should bring them back to me), but other times she just keeps giving me the "chase me" signal. Once in a while she'll sprint around the house on her own (Zoom-kitty!), I'm guessing for exercise, but she seems to prefer to have me chase her when it's time to run.


Sunday, as I'd mentioned, I went to the memorial picnic for John Gorozdos. It was also the date on which my uncle Ted was found dead in his home a year ago (he'd apparently died one or two days earlier). Today is [livejournal.com profile] butterfluff's birthday. A couple of weeks from now is my father's birthday. So I've had a lot of reminders of absent friends and kin lately, along with awareness of the upcoming holiday, which seems appropriate in some ways. I wonder which of them is going to stop by and say hello on Samhain.[2]


[1] Actually that's not quite true. This song which I've known longer (to the same tune) -- and which I think is more fun and more interesting -- was what popped into my head first:

Starship Unity )

[2] In the unlikely event that there are any readers left who don't know what Samhain is, it's the Celtic new year, and the time of year when the boundary between this world and the next is thinnest (I've also seen it described as "the space between the years" and thus sort of a time of no time). It's also the pagan holiday for which the "cover it up with a Christian holiday" trick worked least well. I can't help seeing Samhain when I look at that spot in the calendar marked "All Hallows", and I can't help seeing a Celtic new-year's-eve party when I look at people enjoying Hallowe'en. Despite being Christian, I'm quite aware which holiday I'm really celebrating. I don't worship the Celtic gods, but I do steal their holiday. And it's my favourite holiday, too (probably not surprising, given the alleged affinity of transgendered people to Hallowe'en). Easter is the most important holiday to me, but Hallowe'en/Samhain is the most fun.

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