I whispered a little prayer awhile ago that something good in on TV tonight.
Why? you might ask.
So I won't be tempted to watch the Republican debate.
It will make me crazy if I do, but unless there is a really good option, I won't be able to help myself.
It's a bit like when I'm walking Bela and he smells some old poop. He knows I don't want him to go sniff it (much less take a bite of it! Dogs are nasty....) yet he can't help himself when it comes to poop.
It's like that for me and the Republican debates.
I know I shouldn't...I know it's not good for me...I know I'll scold myself for doing it...
But when it comes to poop (sorry, I mean the Republican debate!!!) I'm just like my dog, Bela.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
The big chill
I'm setting here in a long sleeve pullover, pullover sweater, sweat shirt and my bathrobe--for the first time today I feel warm. It's 10 pm on Wednesday, no matter what time the blog says it was when I wrote this!
Maybe all that warm weather didn't let our blood thicken up and suddenly 10 degrees feels like something closer to absolute zero.
Most of my life, I hated the cold. I grew up in an apartment without central heat and the coal stove in the living room would burn down about 3 am and I'd wake up to see my breath.
Used to be, people would ask me in August, 'hot enough for you?' and I'd say, 'no way! bring on the heat and ratchet up that humidity too!'
Well, as I've aged, the heat doesn't suit me like it used to.
I've tried to convince myself that I now like the cold. Tonight convinces me otherwise....
I need a place to live where spring and fall are the only seasons--with one snowfall on Christmas day.
Any suggestions?
Maybe all that warm weather didn't let our blood thicken up and suddenly 10 degrees feels like something closer to absolute zero.
Most of my life, I hated the cold. I grew up in an apartment without central heat and the coal stove in the living room would burn down about 3 am and I'd wake up to see my breath.
Used to be, people would ask me in August, 'hot enough for you?' and I'd say, 'no way! bring on the heat and ratchet up that humidity too!'
Well, as I've aged, the heat doesn't suit me like it used to.
I've tried to convince myself that I now like the cold. Tonight convinces me otherwise....
I need a place to live where spring and fall are the only seasons--with one snowfall on Christmas day.
Any suggestions?
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Let's go Mountaineers!
OK, I know a lot of you aren't sports fans--but I am.
And West Virginia University's men's basketball team beat #1 Kansas by double digits tonight. Yea!!!
Let's go Mountaineers!
They are 15-1 this year, losing only to the University of Virginia, who at the time were ranked #5.
WVU is 11th in the country right now. Next they play #2 Oklahoma.
Let's go Mountaineers!
And West Virginia University's men's basketball team beat #1 Kansas by double digits tonight. Yea!!!
Let's go Mountaineers!
They are 15-1 this year, losing only to the University of Virginia, who at the time were ranked #5.
WVU is 11th in the country right now. Next they play #2 Oklahoma.
Let's go Mountaineers!
Sunday, January 10, 2016
What I did yesterday
Not much, actually. I fixed pork roast for dinner. Watched a lot of football and went to bed before all the excitement and madness at the end of the Steelers/Bengals game.
Plus, our Wy-Fi was down all day and I couldn't get on line. I know less than nothing about routers and whatever else the stuff is called. Then today, while I was at church, Bern unhooked her I-phone from the Wi-Fi (how do you spell it?) and figured out, from her phone how to get it all fixed.
My lovely little wife, usually as much a technological Troglodyte (thank the Lord for spell-check!) did all that without consulting anyone.
I was shocked and amazed!
And she was quite proud, I must say. And rightly so, I think.
So, we're back on line and I'm writing this where I couldn't access it yesterday.
I told her, 'you're ready for Silicon Valley!'
She demurred....
Plus, our Wy-Fi was down all day and I couldn't get on line. I know less than nothing about routers and whatever else the stuff is called. Then today, while I was at church, Bern unhooked her I-phone from the Wi-Fi (how do you spell it?) and figured out, from her phone how to get it all fixed.
My lovely little wife, usually as much a technological Troglodyte (thank the Lord for spell-check!) did all that without consulting anyone.
I was shocked and amazed!
And she was quite proud, I must say. And rightly so, I think.
So, we're back on line and I'm writing this where I couldn't access it yesterday.
I told her, 'you're ready for Silicon Valley!'
She demurred....
Friday, January 8, 2016
Lukie really is dying this time
Lukie, Luke, our 15 year old yellow cat, is probably, really dying. He is skin and when he used to be 20 pounds of cat. We're going to Baltimore next Thursday and we always leave him with lots of food and water when we go away for just a few days. I actually hope he dies before we go because I want to be here when he goes and to be able to bury him in our Pet Cemetery off our back deck.
I'd hate to come back on Saturday and find him dead.
He's been a wonderful pet--so lovely and loving.
We got him when Mimi was graduated from college and living with us. Hold on, he's probably older than 15, given that--16 or 17 maybe--I'm always lost in linear time....
We've had up to 4 cats at a time. Lukie is part of the four of Millie, Catherine (Millie's mother) and Big Fatty, whose real name I've forgotten, since we called him 'big Fatty' for so long and after that, when he became even more disgusting, "Big Fuck" (pardon the language--but he was the worst cat we ever had).
Luke has been on only cat for years now. Bern refers to him as 'our last cat', and he probably is.
He's been great and always inside. Annoying as cat's can be--but wonderful.
He's not in pain and runs upstairs as fast as always, but he sleeps most of the time and eats so little.
We've said goodbye to so many creatures over the years. But I will miss Luke greatly. I love him more than any cat I've known.
Pet's are so wonderful. But when they die it is a clean, clear pain.
It will be for Luke.
I'd hate to come back on Saturday and find him dead.
He's been a wonderful pet--so lovely and loving.
We got him when Mimi was graduated from college and living with us. Hold on, he's probably older than 15, given that--16 or 17 maybe--I'm always lost in linear time....
We've had up to 4 cats at a time. Lukie is part of the four of Millie, Catherine (Millie's mother) and Big Fatty, whose real name I've forgotten, since we called him 'big Fatty' for so long and after that, when he became even more disgusting, "Big Fuck" (pardon the language--but he was the worst cat we ever had).
Luke has been on only cat for years now. Bern refers to him as 'our last cat', and he probably is.
He's been great and always inside. Annoying as cat's can be--but wonderful.
He's not in pain and runs upstairs as fast as always, but he sleeps most of the time and eats so little.
We've said goodbye to so many creatures over the years. But I will miss Luke greatly. I love him more than any cat I've known.
Pet's are so wonderful. But when they die it is a clean, clear pain.
It will be for Luke.
Thursday, January 7, 2016
Picking Bela clean
Bela is a Puli dog with lots of hair--it is 'hair', not 'fur' because it keeps growing and has to be cut a lot.
His hair is black and curly and when he goes out he is a dead leaf magnet.
We have to pick him clean after every walk. Sometimes he has two handfuls of leaves in his hair.
He doesn't much like being picked clean--except when there are burrs, which he hates.
Don't ever get a Puli--they are a pain in so many ways.
But Bern loves this dog like nothing I've ever seen. We've had lots of pets, but this is the one she loves best--maybe because he is such a pain.
Who knows?
And since she loves him, so do I--pain that he is.....
His hair is black and curly and when he goes out he is a dead leaf magnet.
We have to pick him clean after every walk. Sometimes he has two handfuls of leaves in his hair.
He doesn't much like being picked clean--except when there are burrs, which he hates.
Don't ever get a Puli--they are a pain in so many ways.
But Bern loves this dog like nothing I've ever seen. We've had lots of pets, but this is the one she loves best--maybe because he is such a pain.
Who knows?
And since she loves him, so do I--pain that he is.....
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
For once, Donald Trump was right
He said it in an odd way, but it was on target.
He said, "I'll probably lose 5 points in the polls, but I think Obama's tears were sincere."
At last, something The Donald has said that I can 'amen'.
He went on to say that though sincere, the President is wrong, wrong, wrong about gun control.
But for that brief moment we were on the same page.
Amazing to me.
He may be the greatest con-artist to ever run for elected office. But he is speaking to an anger and dissatisfaction of a great number of Republicans. It is that anger and dissatisfaction that worries me.
The American economy is the strongest in the world. Employment is back to a decade high. I, and many other middle-class Americans are in the best place we've ever been. Things are, in an odd way, good. I'm not sure why so many are so angry and dissatisfied.
The rich are too rich and the poor too poor--but Trump and the other Republicans aren't concerned with that. Welcome to the stranger is at a deplorable low in this country--but Trump and the other Republicans 'welcome' that.
But on this one thing we agree--Donald and I--the President's tears were sincere about those who have died from gun violence.
The President was clear that no one is going to take guns from Americans. I would, by the way, round them up--send the Marines house to house and collect them. But that's just me.
He said, "I'll probably lose 5 points in the polls, but I think Obama's tears were sincere."
At last, something The Donald has said that I can 'amen'.
He went on to say that though sincere, the President is wrong, wrong, wrong about gun control.
But for that brief moment we were on the same page.
Amazing to me.
He may be the greatest con-artist to ever run for elected office. But he is speaking to an anger and dissatisfaction of a great number of Republicans. It is that anger and dissatisfaction that worries me.
The American economy is the strongest in the world. Employment is back to a decade high. I, and many other middle-class Americans are in the best place we've ever been. Things are, in an odd way, good. I'm not sure why so many are so angry and dissatisfied.
The rich are too rich and the poor too poor--but Trump and the other Republicans aren't concerned with that. Welcome to the stranger is at a deplorable low in this country--but Trump and the other Republicans 'welcome' that.
But on this one thing we agree--Donald and I--the President's tears were sincere about those who have died from gun violence.
The President was clear that no one is going to take guns from Americans. I would, by the way, round them up--send the Marines house to house and collect them. But that's just me.
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