So, does the Religious Right all have a heart attack now, or later?

The Fresh Ten

Recent events have made it clear that we are suffering from a broken moral compass.  People today could use some general guidance.

Since the original ten commandments seem somewhat narrow and obsolete (too much focus on livestock, servants, and jealous god issues), here is a modest first draft of a fresh set. 

  1. You shall treat all people with respect regardless of race, color, creed, religion, sex, sexual orientation, gender identity, disability, age, or national origin.
  2. You shall not kill, assault, nor intimidate with threats of physical violence.
  3. You shall not rape, sexually coerce, nor intimidate with threats of sexual violence.
  4. You shall cultivate intellectual curiosity, be open to new ideas, and  respect the scientific method.
  5. You shall not cheat, nor cheat others out of what is rightfully theirs.
  6. You shall not lie, deceive, nor spread lies about others.
  7. You shall not steal, that is to say take or use what rightfully belongs to another person in a manner that causes harm. (Stealing is a trickier concept than it once was. How do you say yes to Fair Use and no to software patents?)
  8. You shall keep your promises.
  9. You shall not waste natural resources nor pollute the shared environment.
  10. You shall take responsibility for your actions and their consequences.

This is from Communicatrix’s (?) aunt.  Very well said – I am an atheist but I can totally get behind every one of these commandments.

Unconsious Mutterings

I say … and you think … ?

  1. Running ::
  2. Hot ::
  3. Neighbor ::
  4. Reported ::
  5. Horrific ::
  6. Supplies ::
  7. Grammar ::
  8. Back to ::
  9. Righteous ::
  10. Next door ::







I say … and you think … ?

  1. Running ::hot
  2. Hot ::water
  3. Neighbor ::hood
  4. Reported ::traffic
  5. Horrific ::maelstrom
  6. Supplies ::office
  7. Grammar ::police
  8. Back to ::the beginning
  9. Righteous ::hit  or maybe weed or ?  wow, man
  10. Next door :: neighbor

These are pretty boring today.  I would guess that’s just me. Having a nice calm day today.

We walked the dogs down to the cement creek early this morning.  Strange little park, no funds to keep it up, pretty weedy and dry, and you can’t really get down to the water because the banks are so steep.  This is such an interesting topological area, all hills and dales, the lumpiest terrain you can imagine for being smack in the middle of such a citified area.  We’re on a relatively flat piece front to back, but the neighbors on the left (speaking of neighbors) are 6 feet higher and the neighbors on the left are 6 feet lower.


Miracles Do Happen

Someone actually bought this house in this stinking economy.  Signed it away this morning.  The buyers got a helluva bargain.  But – so did we on the other end!  It all works out.  I am finally moving out of Bumfuck, Egypt, and into the Sacramento area.  20-30 minute commute during heavy traffic, about 12 minutes with no traffic.  Compare and contrast this to my commute of the last 7 years, wherein I drove an hour each way if there was NO traffic.  Gawd.  I so happy to be getting an hour plus back in my day you can’t even imagine.

We were going to downsize, but mainly the only downsizing we did was in storage.  The new garage is quite a bit smaller, so ToolMan may be having some issues.  There will be less room for junk in the house, too, which is probably a good thing as I am an avid junk collector.   We are going through stuff now, trying to sort and toss and give away.  It’s so hard!   Does a person really need 27 t-shirts?  I think so.  They are from all the fun places I’ve been, and would not remember going to were it not for the t-shirt.  I have a lot of mirrors, too.  Big ones.  I like mirrors because of the way they reflect light, but they don’t really do much good in the closet.  And they weigh a lot.  And they’re hard to pack.  But nice ones are expensive these days.  What if I don’t have enough mirrors sometime?  Wait, that’s just plain dumb.   I’ll give one of them awayand take a picture of it for memory’s sake.

On Dogs From Hell

I love dogs, really, I do. I have three. I even like pit bulls a lot, my experience with them has always been positive. We own a pit/lab cross who is a completely wonderful dog, particularly the pit part.
Except… Down the street there’s a mostly feral pit who has eaten the neighborhood chickens, killed cats and a puppy, and sent another little dog to the vet. It’s always exciting to walk the dogs by him. I have to get big and tough so he’ll back off. My dogs want to rumble with him. I don’t really like blood that much, so we make him back off. He’s been reported numerous times to Animal Control.
He looks like he’s starving to death, poor thing. Paula, Your Neighborhood Librarian, has had experience with this very thing. She said I must Go To City Hall and push the agenda and get Animal Control to do their job. I suspect she’s right when she says it’s only a matter of time until the dog bites a human.

Here’s the update on the Feral Pit From Hell.

I’ve talked to City Hall, the Assistant Director of the Community Services Department who oversees Planning, Building, Environmental Health, and Animal Control for the county, to be precise. I accidentally got his cell number, which will soon be on a neighborhood flier depending on how fast things move. He said, “No, please don’t give that out!” and I said, “But what if we see the dog before 8 or after 5?” He said to please call the police or sheriff and they can find out who’s on call for Animal Control and they’ll take it from there. Hah. The gears grind exceedingly slowly, we’ll see…

They are definitely aware of the dog and the problems. I made a bit of a stink, I guess, and the shit has started to flow. Animal Control has tried to catch him before. They had him cornered in somebody’s yard and he leaped over the 6 foot fence and got away. Right before their eyes. Take that, beyotches!

I talked to the Queen of the Dogcatcher Department, too (in person), and her heinous wanna-be cop hardass sidekick with amazingly dense, curly girlie eyelashes. He hates them. And me for looking at them. And everyone else, as far as I can tell. Anyway … They aren’t too happy with me for bringing down the pain from above. And they won’t let me dart him. The dog, I mean. They’d probably let me dart the sidekick.

They were driving up and down the neighborhood when they stopped to talk to me. They were gathering information or possibly eating donuts, trying to establish the dog’s roaming patterns and habits.

The plan now is to dart the dog, which is quite a procedure and takes a lot of people. Community Services has signed off on it. Animal control has to have police/sheriff support during the procedure, and a vet has to be with them (by law) because the darted dog must be surrounded after he’s darted so he can’t escape and hide until he’s normal again. Sounds like a giant Community Clusterfuck and not much fun. See why I wanted the cell number? Also, once they actually catch him he has to be transported immediately (by law) to the vet. Maybe that will put an end to it. Paula, Your Neighborhood Librarian, ended up going to court to testify to get the dog put down.

Maybe they’ll just call Cesar.

Happy Saturday and Sears Kenmore LG Review

Hi there, Happy Saturday. It’s a really nice day here. To celebrate, I’m going to go blast the grease off the barbeque. Wish me luck.

Had the Sears refrigerator repair guy here today. We thought we bought a nice fridge a year ago. Wrong. It was an uber-expensive piece of shit. Kenmore Elite branded LG. Model number 795-77572600. French doors, freezer on the bottom, water and ice in the left door. Sounds really nice, eh? Not so much. I mean, it would be except …. Uneven cooling. The bottom shelf cracked – not the glass, the plastic that holds it in. The deli drawer has crappy stress cracks all over it. The icemaker quit working last week. The doors won’t shut unless you hold your mouth right. You need a crowbar to get them open again. The alarm to tell you the door’s still open works about 50 % of the time, so it’s almost but not quite better than not having an alarm at all. Feh. Made in Korea, assembled in Mexico. What does LG stand for? Loser Goods. Lovely Goddess, Liquid Gold, Leftover Garbage. Last Gasp. Luckily, this is the one appliance we bought an extended warranty on. Must have had a premonition.
I’ve heard their phones are quite nice. Maybe they should stick to that Line of Goods.

In other news, Lewi bit me and made me bleed like a stuck pig last night. Little fucker. It was over a squeak toy. We’re going to have to get over that little hump or he’s going to walk with a limp. The dog dissing isn’t working for us. I need to go back and watch how Cesar does it. I’ve seen him fix this exact same problem. Just can’t remember how he did it.
Here’s Lewi and Goob wrestling at my feet, only watch it if you’re bored stiff. It’s just dogs chewing on each other. I think it’s amusing, but I’m easily amused. It gets a little funnier at the end.

One more thing. I wish I was THERE instead of here. This is a good time, we went one year. Nice people, great beer. Beautiful place.

We’re going to the coast next weekend, Son has agreed to come babysit the fur kids for the duration. Party Hardy! Sissy is always so happy when we leave, because she then gets lots of face time with her favorite person in the world. And it’s also the only time she can get on the bed and the couch. I love that she’s smart enough not to do that when we’re here. Only if Son is babysitting.


Oh, good, I knew things were running a bit too smoothly.  Actually, I’ve been expecting the toilets to back up, so maybe this is good….

We have ants.  In the laundry room and in the bathroom.  They appear periodically (two or three times a year) and we fight them off for a few days, and then we’re ant free until the next onslaught. But they’re here now,  just in time for company.

This house is built on the roots of an old walnut orchard.  I’m sure if I knew how many ants there were under the house, I’d never be able to sleep here again.  Give me zombies any day.