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Odd Things and Sad Things
Eleanor and I have pretty much taken over Emily's room. Her sewing machine is now in there, with totes of yarn and various impimpilements for knitting and such around the room.  Meanwhile, I am always using Em's old desk, and the ancient XP desktop residing therein, and it also has hosted my backup laptop for weekly billing entries and other things.  When that machine died over last weekend and the new one arrived, I put it in there, as well, and have spent much time in the past few days reloading software onto it. I also decided to name the new laptop "Groot," only this one comes with matching sound every time I log him back in:


But we're not the only ones taking over in there. The door is open more often and, especially on sunny days like today, the cats like to bask in the sunshine that streams in from the south. Just not where you'd think:


That's Tazzer, the mostly white boykitty, in the sunshine to your left, but he and his sister Michelle fight like banshees over the right to lie on the roll of brown paper that Eleanor left in there (she used it for a pattern for part of her gorgeous new-knitted coat). Why they fight so hard, in a house that's full of pillows, mattresses, sofas and even area rugs, is totally beyond me, but then, I'm not a cat.

Nor am I a dog, and I understand her about as much. In case I haven't ranted about it enough, it's cold out. As in century-record cold. So despite published warnings about leaving your animals out in the frozen tundra, our dopey dog revels in it. We've caught her on more than one occasion making snow angels in the back yard; more recently, when the accumulation's become more packed and snowturd-like, she just stands in the middle of the back yard and stares at.... who knows what? She looks like Ferdinand the Bull, only there ain't going to be flowers for her to quietly smell out there for months.

I am also not a deer. I had to slow down on the way home because two of them were walking in the middle of the road once I turned into our subdivision. Normally they'd have run when they heard the car, but the snowpiles along the road limit their escapes. Besides, they're just heading here anyway to eat our birdseed overnight (assuming it doesn't freeze again).


Those are all living parts of our lives. The media world has lost several of its shining stars in recent days, and not to suspension or career change as I wrote about the other day.  CBS reporter Bob Simon and New York Times media reporter David Carr both died in recent days, but neither had the legendary small-screen presence of Laugh-In announcer Gary Owens, who passed today at the age of 80.

I remember him for that show, for Space Ghost in its varied incarnations, and for a MAD-inspired comedy schtick he did in the 70s spoofing the decade's soupiest horror film- The Hexorcist- in which he voiced the devil. I bought it on iTunes a few years back because it was so over-the-top. I also remember a short-lived daytime knockoff of the Laugh-In franchise that he hosted on NBC, and was happy to both find an online episode of it and another friend here (mikailborg) who also remembered it:

Enjoy your stay in Beautiful Uptown Heaven, man:)
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yesididit From: yesididit Date: February 15th, 2015 03:06 am (UTC) (Link)
my dogs like to roll and wriggle around in the snow too. and they just sometimes hang outside like the cold is nothing. maybe its not under their fur coats, but i sure as fuck dont wanna be out there!
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