Jun 23, 2007

Greetings from Cape Cod Massachusetts!

As I type this, I sit at my Step-Dad's home office computer in Plymouth, MA -- where that famous rock is, doncha know -- and ponder my strange vacation thus far...
I arrived on Father's day after a long, sleepy journey filled with iPod viewing of White Noise: The Light (my fifth viewing so far, lol) and, as previously mentioned, some eye-candy in first class.
Ok, since I know you are all dying to know...
As I boarded the plane, I surveyed the first class section as I oft do with visions of producers in my head flying me somewhere in that spacious front section when mine eyes did spy a young looking fellow with old baseball cap pulled way down hiding his face and what apppeared to be regular joe college boy clothes... I was wearing striped legwarmers, which caught his attention, because as I walked by him I saw him look at my legs and then up to my face. BAM! My mind screamed, "Holy Cuteness, Batman, that's Cyclops!" (otherwise known as James Marsden, lol)... I was BLOWN away. That man's face is purrfect! But I instantaneously put on my poker face and we each looked away...
Fast forward to deboarding... I stood waiting (im)patiently to get (the hell) off  and let my eyes wander... When all of a sudden I realized he was turned around and staring at me! So, well, I stared back! There was an awkward moment no more than a second (seemed eternity), then I just shot him my best smile and he did the cutest thing ever! He made this like shy like no-teeth smile and kind of nodded his head, but then turned back around because first class began moving.
It was an, um, interesting moment.
Well, so, that's the Marsden encounter...
More to come later... I regret to inform that my next blog will be somewhat sad in nature because shortly after returning home I received bad news about my Grandmother on my Mum's side. (Long story and the family is scurrying about packing the car for our annual week-long holiday in North Truro/Provincetown at Day's Cottages on the Bay side... While I, ah, write a blog. Haha.)
Until next time... Love, Peace, & Chickengrease!

Jun 17, 2007

James Marsden was on my flight & I can hear crickets!

Just got settled at my dad's in Massachusetts. Had an unexpected treat in the first class section... Mmm Mr. Marsden you are just too cute for words!

Well, I was gonna write more but I got interupted and now I'm so exhausted I'm practically in tears! ('Course, that'll happen when you don't sleep for 2 days!)

K, see y'all on the flip side!

Jun 15, 2007

A Q&A with Joe Matt & the Gunner

Jeremy delighted me with a trip to Skylights Books for a Q&A with Joe Matt & James Gunn. It was great seeing James again, as I hadn't seen him for a billion years and it was especially great to see his lovely wife out and about! (She is a sweetheart!)

The actual setting was nice and informal. A couple rows of folding chairs filled with folks overflowing to standing room only. Nice turn out! James acted as MC, so to speak, and asked some funny, smart questions to help Joe open up. I found myself fascinated by Joe Matt. Such an intriguing fella!

Afterwards I decided to stick around and wait in line to get my book signed... Upon recommendation by James, not only did I pick up Spent, but also The Poor Bastard. (Afterwards Jenna recommended Peepshow, so I'll have to get that next.)

It was really fun and casual and cool... I felt a kindred spirit in Joe Matt, which may sound odd, but I did. I think I approach my writing similarly...

Anyhoo! Picture time! (All camera phone low quality... I was unprepared for photo ops, lol.)

Is that not awesome? Joe Matt, you have a new fan thanks to James, Jenna, & Jeremy! (Oh, that's wicked weird, dude... Joe, James, Jenna, & Jeremy??? Alliterationationation!)

And last but not least, I had to get crazy with the Platypus!

Phew! What a fun night! Now off to fix Floppy & post Episode 2 (after taking a new MySpace profile pic for a friend, lol, vanity is thy name).

I have ANOTHER cyst & Dance Crazy Dance video

So, I had another doctor's appointment yesterday as a follow up to see if the complex cyst in my right ovary is going away. The good news is: the cyst in my right ovary is gone. The bad news is: I have one in my left ovary now. Had an ultrasound today that showed it... 2mm. At least it's half the size of the other one, but still... wtf? Why does my body keep doing this? I'm on my fourth cyst. Ugh.

See, here's how it works in the simplest terms: Every month when an egg is produced so are follicles. These follicles are "functional cysts" (I think) in that they are normal and shed with everything else during the menstrual cycle. However, sometimes it doesn't all run smoothly and either a simple or complex cyst can form in there instead.

Did I mention I'm on my fourth? So, that's been 2 simple and 2 complex. This one should pass easier than the last, but still... It hurts like fucking hell. So, you know, if you feel so inclined, a little positive healing energy in your prayers would be most welcome!

Western medicine can only do so much and I refuse to pop more pills. (There are better ways to heal and manage pain like acupuncture and herbs, so that's the route I'm taking next... Course I'll still go to my doc cause I'm waiting on lab results...)

So, yeah, not a wicked happy camper here, but remaining positive, I am!

And now here is Jeremy, ahem, "dancing."

Dance Crazy Dance

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Jun 13, 2007

Shiny new action figure Mal, scary laundry pile, & Mel takes a Holiday

Just FYI, I don't usually refer to myself in the third person, but it seemed fitting for the flow of the subject line.

K, so, what next? Well, I decided to just really be a Full Blown Browncoat and get myself an action figure of Captain Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds.

Yes, I am an uber dork and proud of it, as you shall see below...

I couldn't decide which pic I liked better...

And while I'm at it... Here's the scary laundry pile aka the bane of my existence...

Even my cat looks at it with disdain.

I'm buggin' over traveling. It's so weird. I *love* visiting new places, meeting new people, experiencing all sorts of newness, but when it comes to flying, just leave me alone. I do not like airports, security, lines, waiting, lugging luggage around with me, blah blah blah. Ugh. Airports. HATE THEM!


*deep breath*

Ok, so, yeah, at least after soaring through the air in a tube glued to my iPod I get to see my folks and Cape Cod. I love Cape Cod, I love Martha's Vineyard, P-Town, oh, just take me to the beach already! I wanna watch the sunset over Race Point pronto! *snap snap*

So, yeah, that part'll be good... Just gotta wade through the murky bog of laundry, packing, airport, airplane, airport again, and unpacking before I can really kick back and RELAX. (Don't do it when you wanna... What? Sorry, got possessed by Frankie Goes to Hollywood for a sec. Pay no mind...)

See, now, great I've got that song stuck in my head now. Great.

So, yeah, anyhoo, I shall be gone for 3 weeks during which time I will not be online much, if at all, thus, therefore, hence, and so forth I'll catch ya on the flip side.


I'll be back later with a fun video of Jeremy dancing... YOU have to see this before I disappear into the void of vacation for a spell... Gimmie a few hours though.

PS: Yes, I did draw a new episode of Floppy and it is scanned but I am unhappy with how Floppy turned out so I'm going to tweak him in PhotoShop prior to posting... So stay tuned! (Just 4 or 8 loads of laundry first...)

Jun 8, 2007

The Satan Cat video & I stab Jeremy with a Sword

There is a video of a cat in a cage at some sort of vet clinic or animal shelter that is circulating called, Satan Cat."

The person who posted it, adds this disclaimer:

"For all those rude people out there who have nothing better to do other than send me aggressive and offensive emails that call me every name under the sun, I'd appreciate some kind of maturity and common ground of politeness. This is not my cat, I don't know who's it is. I didn't film it, I don't know who did. It is simply a cat in a standard cage in a veterinary clinic, not an example of animal cruelty. Get a grip all those people out there who need to be abusive just to feel better about themselves."

Now, this chick is all aggro because she feels she has the right to share this found footage for whatever reason.

Some agree. Some disagree.

I have conflicting thoughts.

My egghead rational self says, well, yeah, it's not like she filmed it, but -- see there's always a but -- does that matter? She's the one propagating the footage on the internet.

She admits to not knowing who created it, but that's almost worse because that means she has no proof that this cat was actually unharmed.

Even though the cat appears to be in a vet clinic, the fact that someone filmed, uploaded, and shared this video, well, that's the truly disturbing part. Why do we want to see footage of an obviously terrified creature in a cage?

I have rescued 15 cats since I moved to LA.

It breaks down like this:

1. Lucy, SH tortoise shell, rescued from SPCA
2. Comet, SH white, rescued from film location/pet store (ok, it was a pet store, but I still count that as a rescue!)
3. Zoe, LH gray tabby, showed up on back porch as kitten
4. Tiki, SH gray tabby, delivered to porch by Bast (a cat)
5. Satchel, SH black,  ditto
6, 7, 8, 9. Larry, Moe, Curly, & Shemp, DSH tuxedos (first 3), DSH orange (Shemp), ditto but this time because mother cat died
10. Bast, DSH gray tabby, rescue, long story!
11, 12. Alexander & Pharaoh, SH blue-gray & SH silver tabby, respectively, kittens found in back alley
13, 14. Daniel "Dublin" McCoy & Boxer "Belfast" McQueen, SH orange tabbys, ditto
15. Julius, SH orange & white, abandoned pet
16. Mae, SH tuxedo, abandoned pet
17. Sophie, SH tortoise shell, abandoned pet

Twelve of those cats currently reside with me (and my husband, so, no I'm not the crazy cat lady shut up), one is in the process of being introduced to the new colony, two died as kittens, one we found a home for, and the other one escaped the day we brought him home from the vet never to be seen or heard from again.

That broke my heart.

He was Boxer "Belfast" McQueen, twin brother of Daniel "Dublin" McCoy (Who's a good boy? I always say that little rhyme to him, he loves it, gets all roley-poley).

Here they are as babies when I first saw them:

Boxer was one tough cookie. He tore up my hands to a bloody mess, poor little guy, because he was terrified when I caught him and brought him to the vet to get a snap test and get snipped.

I imagine he would have looked exactly like the Satan Cat while he was at the vet.

In fact, Satan Cat looks an awful like an older Boxer. How would I know? I still have his brother, Dublin, who, while they were similar in many ways, had smaller eyes and less vibrant color.

Boxer had the big round eyes and vivid orange fur, like Satan Cat.

Here's Dublin now.

And here's a link to the cat video: MySpace Satan Cat

So, yeah, I lost my steam (had a little spasm in my side just now that was rather unpleasant), so I'm gonna sign off simply asking, what do you think? Is it wrong for someone to post found footage of a terrified animal in a cage? What does it prove? What's the point? Is it funny? Not to me, I find it disturbing and not in a good, Slithery fun way either, but maybe I'm a tad biased.

What would you do with such footage if you found it? Would you upload it to your MySpace page to proudly display? If so, why?

I'm just curious. *shrug*


PS: I really don't feel like editing this, so, sorry if I have typos... I'm pooped. Oh, and if you were disturbed by that video, you can watch a silly one I uploaded a few days ago of us playing with the cats (and me stabbing Jeremy with a sword) to clean your palate.

Ninja Kat

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Jun 5, 2007

Need to vent about Judge Judy dissing education!

She's on the tv in the background, by accident, and I just overheard her tell a young female STUDENT to "get a job."

Excuse me?

YOU are a JUDGE! Do not tell young women with children (and free lodging & childcare) to drop out of school and get a job!!!!


Have we not evolved beyond such stupid advice? Education is EVERYTHING these days. Just try getting a job without it!

Stupid Judge. Totally out of touch with the cold harsh reality of life as she cashes her checks at the bank.

"What people do when they have babies is get a job."

She just said that.

I'm peeved. SO peeved. She really should NOT be saying such things on national television!

PS: She just said -- to the young woman -- that there are better ways of showing her affections than by having a baby (so, what she should have an abortion? give it up for adoption? hand it over to Angie?)  WHAT?!?!? Judge Judy needs to be OFF the air NOW! She is poisoning the minds of the fools her watch her show! We will have a nation of ignorant youths with crappy jobs and no education just believing every darn stupid word they hear on TV (including Paris' tragic jail tale, 'cause who cares about soldiers dying and stuff, right?). Oh, yeah, I love America right now. (Considering cashing in on my Canadian ancestry... My grandpa was born & bred in Canada, can I cash in? I'm serious.)

PPS: Just flipped to Republican debate. I don't know which is worse.

PPPS: Mitt Romney, "I fought for Life." Isn't that a contradiction of terms? Yo, Mitt, check this out: A real BDH

Jun 1, 2007

Why is it...?, Working on a new Song, & the Adventures Begin!

I've been kicking back a bit after a bout of trouble and pain and I'm not really feeling the energy to write much, but my mind won't rest until I jot down a word or two every day whether it's high art or blogging, hence, ergo, and so on...

I've been ponderin' something... Why is it that via the internet I oft find more like-minded souls from other places like Canada, England, Ireland, Scotland, New Zealand, & Australia than from America? Don't get me wrong, most of my best friends are American since I am born & bred, but ONLINE when all I have to go is a person's words (and images, musical tastes, etc., but still mostly just words!), I tend to relate more to strangers from other countries than strangers from America. Why?

Oh, also I am working on a new song parody... It's not ready for public consumption yet (needs tweaking), but it's based on the song "Dedicated Follower of Fashion" by the Kinks. Jeremy seems to think that song too obscure for a parody, but if you've heard the song and know the real lyrics, man, I think it's just perfect! That and I'm really kind of getting a kick out of writing song parodies... I've always been a fan of comedians and their parodies, so why not me?

Oh, and, uh...

Floppy Colon wasn't sure what to do. The egg had been released but not hatched. Such a strange event, were it to last, would not be good news for ol' Floppy. Floppy had worked a lot of long years dealing with lactose intolerance and a vegetarian diet... Floppy wasn't ready for an attack, especially an Attack of the Killer Ovaries!!!

Killer Ovary: They call me Righty. Lefty will be here directly.
Floppy: But what do you want?
Killer Ovary: Um. Brains! Wait, no... To feel your pain!
Floppy: Oh. Well, that isn't very nice.
Killer Ovary: Nobody ever said Complex Cyst Ovaries were nice!
Floppy: Um. What?
Killer Ovary: Look! Over there!
(turning): Where?
Killer Ovary
(pulling out katana): Ah ha!
Floppy: Oh, sh...

PS: Boston College is neither in Boston nor is it a College. Discuss. (a penny if you get it --ya ya whatever hun, so I can't spell OR type, lot's of successful writers can't do either, too, either, whatever!)