Monthly Archives: September 2001

At the movies

Maybe I am just overly sensitive about advertising these days, but I really think movie theaters are no place for commercials. Trailers for upcoming movies — fine; even the dancing concession food ads (though I will never understand the whole concept of food that wants to be eaten) make...

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Friday morning

I had some of the gingerbread from my junkie shopping spree with my customary cup of black coffee this morning. Breakfast of champions! Jack, of course, helped me clear the crumbs off my plate. I usually have toast instead of gingerbread for breakfast, and I save a little piece...

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Lunch from Hell

So we all had to go out to lunch together at work. I hate enforced socializing with work people, especially when they make it sound like it’s a big treat and we all know it’s not. The Big Boss was in town and it was his genius idea to...

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Vive la France!

Drinking Le Village Sparkling French Lemonade from a glass much like this bought on a trip to Mexico reminded me of Becky. I guess it was really Becky in reverse, though (the anti-Becky?). To be really Becky, it would have to be a Margarita in a S?vres porcelain cup!...

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Stormy Monday

We had quite a thunderstorm last night. It started up before I went to sleep, and according to Rufus, it was going strong for quite some time afterwards. I’m afraid of thunderstorms, so I’m glad that I not only live where they don’t happen very often, but that I...

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I live a sports-free life. That’s right, neither Rufus nor I has the slightest interest in sports. Not for me the sorrow and rejection of the girl left at home on the weekend while her husband is out, usually with “the guys”, trying to get a ball of varying...

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Get happy

I’m trying to focus on the good things in my life today. I think I’m getting too bogged down in all the sadness in my world and the wide world, and you know I can’t control or fix any of it. So I’m thinking about good things, like the...

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Sleep Mysteries

Why doesn’t snoring wake up the person who’s doing the snoring? I mean, it’s right by their ears and you’d think it would be louder there at the epicenter than just in the neighborhood. But it never does as far as I can tell. And why can I always...

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Home of the Brave

Rufus and I were both encouraged to see all the flags flying in our neighborhood today. Nearly every shop and restaurant on Union Street has one or more on display. One of the most touching was one hand-made by a child, Magic Marker on a sheet of construction paper....

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Aftermath

So our upstairs neighbor decided that last night was a good time to have a party — the day after Tuesday’s disasters. Dancing, loud music, glasses clinking, yells of “Woo!”, laughter…all the classic signs of a party. You would think she would have the decency to postpone the party....

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Disaster

In case you think me even more frivolous and shallow than I really am…I posted the entry below before I heard of the terrorist attacks today. Rufus and I are home safe and sound with our cats, having been sent home from work in fear that San Francisco may...

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Catty

Clearly, the geniuses at the CIA who came up with the idea of training cats and wiring them with transmitters to act as spies never actually owned a cat, or even knew one very well. Rule Number One of cats is: you can never tell them what to do....

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New beginning

I’m back. Rufus had such a good time filling in for me while I was away that we decided to have a dual blog on my return. Thanks to Candi for setting it up (and having the idea in the first place). As you know, I just hate flying,...

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The Rufus Report

Cat Update: Just before I turned out the light last night Cleo had to play. Specifically, she wanted some me jerky, and figured a good chew on my hand would fit the bill. We play like this a lot, ever since she has decided that the small table on...

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The Rufus Report

Cat Update: Not much new. Ever since Suzy came back we?ve had everyone on the bed for long periods of time. Very cozy. Jack was being Ms. Cool yesterday morning. After I had my bath, and the water was still draining out of the tub, she was showing off,...

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The Rufus Report

Imagine a dog. Imagine a dog licking its balls. Some days you are the balls. And some days you are the dog. Today I’m the dog. Today licks balls. Took one lousy day off work, and have already spent four and a half hours straightening things out after the...

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The Rufus Report – Brief

Well, it has been a lazy Sunday for Suzy and I. Lazy Sundays should not be spent pissing about on the web. They should be spent watching mindless TV or reading ‘The Calvin and Hobbes Lazy Sunday Book.’ As I prepare for bed this thought comes to mind, one...

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The Rufus Report

Gotta be ultra-brief today, kids! Spent five hours yesterday cleaning out the closets from hell, doing laundry, and otherwise de-batchelorizing the house so it would be suitable for Suzy’s return. Now I’m off to the airport to get her. The forcast originally said she’d have a nice sunny SF...

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