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February 11, 2007 at 12:47am
February 11, 2007 at 12:47am
The bank will soon know everything about me, from my organs out, beginning with my conception. Talk about obsessed! Now the movers need just as much data, but not the same data, oh, no, that would be too easy!

I'm trying to MOVE BACK HOME, okay? The money and I both can be tracked back to the damn dinosaurs, and my own government makes me feel like an invader.

Did you hear on the news, somebody was interviewing famous people about what wish they'd make for the world; you got the usual end to poverty, end to hunger, world peace, blah, blah, blah. Then comes Stephen King, now my personal hero, who said he wants to live long enough to see W convicted of crimes against humanity! Yes! It'll never happen, of course, because other religious loons won't let it, but isn't it a lovely dream just the same?

The Geek Squad now has my ringing endorsement. My computer is fixed, but still slow because Ascot Computers of Calgary put in a crappy processor. I will be contacting them on Monday to demand the good processor I paid for. I may be filing suit on Tuesday, we'll see. Either way, Ascot sucks and I want everyone to know. Beware, all ye who would attempt to screw others, I WILL NAME NAMES!
February 9, 2007 at 7:27pm
February 9, 2007 at 7:27pm
I have a timeline for the move now, and a place for the movers to stop. I was beginning to wonder if I'd just have to ask 'em to drive in circles for a few days while we picked a house. If all goes as it should we'll own (well, us and the bank, of course) the new house as of March 1.

The house is on a beautiful lake, complete with dock and boat lift. I don't think it comes with a boat, however. Then again, given the way Bush and the auto makers have trashed Michigan's economy, I'm sure we'll be able to pick up a boat very cheaply.

I think I'll be doing minimal entries here for the next few days, just because I have so much paperwork to do for the mortgage, etc. Then again, it has to be finished soon so the bank can get to work.

The Marmakitty is doing much better, the Prednisone is really helping. No more wetting the bed! He seems much happier, too. Just wait 'til he discovers that he's on a two day car ride, instead of just a fifteen minute ride to the vet.
February 6, 2007 at 3:49pm
February 6, 2007 at 3:49pm
We've found a house, just negotiating possession dates now. I'll be back home and blogging again Thursday. WHOOPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
February 1, 2007 at 5:34pm
February 1, 2007 at 5:34pm
I just found out I'm going house-hunting THIS weekend instead of next! "Drop that, do this; no, drop that and do this; no, wait, hurry up, drop THAT, and do THESE; hey, wait up, why isn't this thing done?"

And people wonder why I only get things done in the middle of the night!

Good news, the Geek Squad came today to fix my computer. Am I ever glad they charge by a flat fee, the guy was here 3 1/2 hours, no kidding! He explained a lot of stuff, and their work is guaranteed, so we'll see. So far, so good!

Gotta run, probably won't be back until Thursday, Feb. 8, wish me luck!
January 31, 2007 at 5:49pm
January 31, 2007 at 5:49pm
No time to write, gotta move. First we wait for months, then we have 3 1/2 weeks to get out of here! Oh, hell! Be back soon.
January 29, 2007 at 5:33pm
January 29, 2007 at 5:33pm
My new computer is even worse than the old one, but on 60 Minutes last night I saw a piece about the Geek Squad. These are computer nerds who will come to your home and fix your crappy computer without giving you a big run-around whether it's hardware or software. Supposedly. So, I've made an appointment, we'll see what happens. It looks kind of expensive, but I've used reasonably-priced, cheap, and expensive services, and they all seem about the same: pretty much shitty. I've never had one yet that didn't have to come back at least once, and they never guarantee their service. (Including the idiots I just bought the damn computer from!) According to the web site, Geek Squad does guarantee their service.


They can be found at:

http://geeksquad.ca for Canada

http://geeksquad.com for the States

Please wish me, and them, a LOT of good luck! I'd hate to have to fix this damn thing with a fire ax, but it's looking more likely all the time.
January 28, 2007 at 8:49pm
January 28, 2007 at 8:49pm
I'm finally beginning to believe I'll live in Ann Arbor someday soon. Actually, I won't be in Ann Arbor city limits, but very near to it. Ann Arbor has no houses with a lake view. My husband is bound and determined to have a view of some kind, since we're leaving such a magnificent view behind. My house is on Fish Creek Provincial Park, we see the Rockies, the Bow River, the park, a golf course, and we can watch Stampede fireworks from all three floors and the back deck.

The Marmakitty is doing well enough that I think by next week, when I go on a final house-hunt, a friend will be able to give him his meds. He hasn't wet the bed in two nights, and when we pick him up he isn't leaking anymore. I'm pretty sure my friend won't pee for him, however.

I'm already planning to meet my friend emmyloo as soon as my car can make the drive. Neither the car nor I do well in snow and ice. I'm checking out the Newcomers clubs in the area, and community colleges so I can go back to taking goof-off (a.k.a. adult ed) classes. I'd really like to take Japanese lessons again, that was fun. I also have to have a Michael's craft store nearby. Maybe I can even go back to teaching crafts. I can't wait to get home!
January 28, 2007 at 12:54am
January 28, 2007 at 12:54am

This leads you to a newspaper column by Hope Ingersoll. What a funny lady! I've been chit-chatting with her brother (I think), who turns an evocative phrase himself .

I've had a peaceful day. Nobody coming to see the house, peeing for the cat, searching on-line for a new house, peeing for the cat, tending my wounds, peeing... Well.

I've been making folders and tidying up my port, but still haven't got the cat picture up yet. I haven't given up. I haven't succeeded yet, but I haven't quit, either! Watch this space!
January 26, 2007 at 9:21pm
January 26, 2007 at 9:21pm
Well, I just learned how to squeeze the pee out of a cat. Neither of us liked it much. It is a good thing I had my nails filed down. They don't make fake practice cats. I wonder if I could patent one? As all us baby boomers age, so do our pets.

The Marmakitty had a pretty good day today, right up until he had to get in the carrier to go get squeezed. He used to pee enough for a great dane, apparently there's still that much in him, he just can't get it all out.

My house is finally, officially, completely, just waiting for the money sold. At bloody last! Now I just have to find a new house, put in an offer, have it accepted, and close within a few days after this one closes. This one is no longer ours as of the 26th of February. If I can get the new house to close on March 1st, it would be perfect. I can hope, can't I?

My favorite grandmother, my Gunga (don't ask), was an Okie. She had so many sayings, she always had the perfect one for any event. So, I can use, for this occasion:

1. Spit in one hand, wish in the other, see which one fills up first.

2. If a frog had wings he wouldn't bump his hind end on the hard ground.

3. If wishes were horses, then beggars would ride.

4. If wishes were fishes, we'd all cast nets.

and, finally, my all-time favorite:

Me - Gunga, I want...
Gunga - Yes, and people in Hell want ice water, too.
Me - Okay, when I get there, I'll have me some, but right now what I want is...

If I had my druthers, I'd wish to just wake up a month from now, in my new house, all moved in, unpacked, and settled. Uueeewwww, gotta go wash my hand now.
January 26, 2007 at 1:05am
January 26, 2007 at 1:05am
I have a new computer. I didn't want a new computer, but the old one croaked and they don't make parts for it anymore. The new computer stinks. If I get one more damn error message asking me if I want to debug, the whole lousy thing is going out the window. At least Storymaster was able to tell me what was wrong with my e-mail here. I don't understand it, but he said to get rid of cookies and check the cache. Fortunately, my security program has a button for that. For all I know, I just dumped a bunch of good stuff with the crap, but oh, well.

The cat is doing better. I've been mixing his prednisone (crushed tablets) with a hefty dose of sugar, a little water, and now I can squirt the whole mess down his throat. Not too fast, not too much at a time, but at least the meds are going into him, and I haven't drowned him yet. I get to go to the vet tomorrow and find out how to squeeze pee out of a cat. Yippee.

I should probably file down my nails before I do that so I don’t squish and stab the cat at the same time. Considering he once bit through an x-ray glove (lead!) deeply enough to draw blood, my fears of losing a finger are not completely unfounded.

I wonder if they have a fake practice cat, like the fake breasts they use to teach you how to look for lumps. They could fill it with water (the fake cat, not the breast), and put in a squeaky. The goal would be to squeeze out the water without setting off the squeaky. Or making it come out the wrong end. I don’t think a cat could vomit pee, though. My vet (well, the cats’ vet, but you understand) thinks I ask some very odd questions sometimes. I wouldn’t actually try to find out for myself, but the experimental method does work, y’know.

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