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   Dec 31

2012 in Review

Farewell, 2012 It’s really fun going back and seeing what happened during the year, even if it wasn’t that great a year, like this one. Pay cuts and grand jury summons do not make for a good year. Hopefully the new one will also be improved. Power outages: 6, including one in October due to […]

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   Aug 26

Weekend Roundup

I slept in until 7:15 this morning! Audrey complained bitterly about the terrible service around here, but the boys decided to have breakfast before bounding out into the foggy morning. Speaking of the boys: I may have solved the mystery of Roscoe’s head wound. The other day, I saw Clyde getting ready to pounce on […]

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   Aug 21

Letting Go

Sprucing up There seems to be some kind of bug that is making it impossible to comment. I have notified the Blog Doctor and he is on the case. And now back to our irregularly scheduled program… As I mentioned earlier, the jobette is moving. It’s only about three blocks, but as everyone who has […]

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   Dec 15

Caller

Part of my current frugality is that I don’t have caller ID anymore, or call waiting, which is not only retro of me, but it makes the identity of every phone caller a little mystery. Usually when the phone* rings first thing in the morning, it’s either my brother or my boss, neither of whom […]

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   Oct 23

The Adventure

The road home Operation Escape Oakland hit a few snags, as many elaborate maneuvers are wont to do. Rob is an insulin-dependent diabetic, and had some issues with his sugar count early on Wednesday morning. We applied soda and waited for him to feel better. At times like this, it’s great to have your EMS […]

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   Oct 21

Convoy, Convoy

Well, this will be my last post from Oakhampton. I’m ending as I began, camping in my house with weirded out cats. Though now there are three instead of two. Henry is in the pantry, a marked improvement over being stuck in the cat carrier all day (the landlords insisted that I remove the screening, […]

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   Oct 21

Henry Update

Are we there yet? Yesterday, I trapped Henry on the screened-in porch by the simple expedient of removing the concrete block propping the screen door open. I closed it carefully and locked it. I poured some litter into the top of a banker’s box and placed it as far away from his food and bed […]

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   Oct 19

Full Circle

It’s simply tipping it down outside, as my late, great stepmother used to say, in her rich, plummy voice. It’s giving me flashbacks of the Highway to Hell last week. Just looking at the car is making me nervous. The girls are trapped in the house, and Henry is the King of the Porch again. […]

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   Oct 17

Cats, Books & Boxes

Henry was nowhere to be seen when I went out to feed him this morning. I called him and called him, but he didn’t appear. I could have alerted the TV networks, but decided to go and pack some more and then look for him again. While I packed, I worried about not being able […]

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   Oct 13

Wind & Whether

Stormy weather Wow! That was intense! I must have aged ten years on the drive home today. Jessica will be even less complimentary the next time she compares the original to my decade-old driver’s license picture. I was the most worried about Highway 128, whose curves make Marilyn look like Audrey Hepburn. It turns out […]

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   Oct 10

Ugh

Being the Halloween Fairy takes practice. Also blah. So I have a job interview on Monday. It’s the first one I’ve had in nearly twenty years*. I suppose I should be glad that I haven’t had more interviewing experience, but on the other hand, I haven’t had more interviewing experience. The interview is also 180 […]

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   Oct 09

Henry Makes a Move

Henry on the front steps When I talk on the phone, I always pace. Since the house is small, and clogged with boxes, I usually walk up and down the sidewalk in front of my house. Lately, Henry’s been following me on these meanders, meowing his harsh, yet muted meow. I’m not sure what he […]

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   Oct 07

A Letter to Two Girls

Dear June and Audrey, You are more than two years old now, so you are practically grown up. Since there seem to be no cat boarding schools or nannies available, it falls to me to explain a few things to you which will hopefully make our lives together more harmonious. Clanging the blinds behind the […]

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   Sep 30

The Funeral Fiesta

I’m kind of surprised by how upset I am over losing the original of this post. I had a hard time putting it back together. And it’s not as good as the original. Also, since I had internet problems when I was up there last week, I got out of the habit of writing nearly […]

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   Sep 14

Wake Up Call

Well, this is getting to be a bad habit. This morning, I was eating a bagel and watching “Bewitched” before getting down to work. One of my landlords suddenly appeared in the doorway, as if Samantha (or one of her mischievous relatives) had twitched her there. I had a feeling of déjà vu, wondering why […]

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   Aug 25

Location, Location, Location

Gratuitous Schatzi picture, which has nothing to do with this post, except she’d be my neighbor if I move. And she looks so pretty! Really, this alone should be enough to make me move, if the puppies weren’t. I found it fascinating, yet scary, and spent way too much time playing with it instead of […]

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   Aug 17

Surprise!

Yesterday afternoon, I was eating hummus and watching a re-run of Monk when my landlords appeared at the front door. Since the doorbell doesn’t work, they actually said, “Knock, knock”, though I failed to ask who was there, being fully occupied by being totally surprised. They had come to operate on the poor, sickly lawn. […]

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   Aug 04

Plan B?

Home sweet home? You will be amazed to hear that I’m thinking of moving. Again. But you might really be amazed to hear where. It’s no secret that I hate living in Oakland, or that I’m deeply tired of spending nearly every penny I make to do so. I can’t afford to live in San […]

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   Apr 25

Unmoved

Now that the heat wave is gone and my mind is more or less back in working in order, I’ve been thinking a lot about the great house hunt. It’s probably just as well that I didn’t get that house. I’m not sure I could handle the stress of sudden packing, giving notice, having to […]

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   Apr 08

To Move, or Not to Move?

There were sun and showers today. Take your pick! The traffic goddesses smiled upon me, other than the usual slow spots (Berkeley and that construction place when you pass San Quentin). The sun was shining in Petaluma as I arrived at the house with the white picket fence. The owner was a nice guy, and […]

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