the cats

I was prepared to leave the cats out overnight, but when they are not anxious to go back outside on their own, I am not inclined to force them out. Considering that we rae just at the beginning of winter this is a good predisposition for the cats.

Pop said that the cats may no longer care for the cold, and he may be right. Maybe they are becoming a bit more domesticated by degrees.

Washing clothes

Washing clothes. I realized this morning that I am down to my last pair of underwear. I'm sure it has been a good few weeks, but it still always catches me by surprise.

Pop

Pop is cranking up his country and western music to the max, shaking the house down. Well, I can only hope that I have his playful spirit when I am seventy.

Indeed, if my mind is not playing tricks on me, he just turned seventy, that his birthday falls around Thanksgiving, a little before it, I think.

I wonder if this is a big reason why he has taken to making something of a big deal of Thanksgiving. Maybe it is a kind of birthday celebration that he throws himself.

Does he have that sort of emotional life?

"Boardwalk Empire"

I'm sorry not to get to watch "Chuck", but I think I'm going to forget about a second show and just watch "Boardwalk Empire" till the end.

to blog for my public

It's funny. I cannot think of anything to blog for my public, and, yet, I still cannot participate effectively in the PolitiCartoons community, as if my life is somehow too full and busy. I must have only a fifth of the energy and vitality of the others.

I wish there were a show

"Boardwalk Empire" is a good show, maybe not as fasinating as "The Sopranos", but worth a watch. It's just that I wish there were a show in which I could care about what the characters are talking about, as well as more openly sexual. I'm not really interested in gangsters, nor detectives and spies for that matter. I want characters figuring out life and having sex, including dark sex.

so proud of this power

Pop comes to gloat about how he complained about not seeing the digital display on his XM Radio, and that he is going to get a new one for his trouble. He is so proud of this power. Such a big, beatific smile on his old face.

I cannot blame him. Not only can I not get what I want, I also have security guards always picking on me. Like I am something to fend off.

Quote of the Day

“I seriously ask myself, what is the meaning of all this? Why raise questions, throw lights, or see shadows? Wouldn’t it be better if I buried my tears in the sand on a seashore in utter solitude? But I never cried, because my tears have always turned into thoughts. And my thoughts are as bitter as tears.”

-- E. M. Cioran

This Emil Cioran, going by Wikipedia, is an interesting thinker from Romania, particularly if you harbor a sense of romantic despair and hopelessness, while at the same time trying to see the tortured beauty of it all, so long as we are here anyway.

( WARNING: Discussion of despair and suicide )

LiveJournal

It looks like LJ is being attcked again. The Russians presumably. I cannot even log in. It is hard enough for LiveJournal to stay lively, thanks to FaceBook and Twitter and all of that. It is surely the kiss of death if we don't get past these attacks.