Various and Sundry

The song that fits my mood today: Not Ready to Make Nice by the Dixie Chicks.

Over the weekend, one of the free loader kitties had a litter of kittens in our yard. I saw kitten no. 4 be born. Yesterday, she moved them - except one. We waited around for her to come back, and finally picked up the critter and brought it in. I made a quick run for kitten formula and nurser. While I was trying to get it to take the nurser, and it was squealing at the top of it's little lungs, our cat Booger kept popping at my arm and mewing as if to say "make it stop, make it stop." Several hours later, freeloader kitty came back for food - and when I showed her the kitten, she sniffed it a few times, and finally picked it up and headed across the yard and over the fence to her new hidey hole. I hope that all five of the kitties show up again one day, or we may regret giving it back to her.

I'm a tad sad because the mag that The Chick publishes is going on hiatus for the summer. I look forward to the Chick's insight, funny stories, and actually getting real mail. This is the same sort of sadness one feels at the end of the television series year. But, the excitement over the next year is like waiting to open presents. And Chick's mag is definitely a present.

The Phenom's new catch phrase: In the old country, we called that being full of shit.

I worked on curing myself of my ebay addiction cure. But, I've still not purchased anything. Sigh. Even the Phenom bought something over the weekend.

I have a bit of a home appliance/construction problem I'd happily take suggestions on. Sparkle and I want to create a Mojito Fountain for home or office use. I've looked at champagne fountains like what is used at weddings - and although pretty, very expensive. I looked at restaurant supplies to see if I could get one of those cold drink dispensers like you see at stop and robs -- but even more expensive. I'm thinking that I might need to head my monkey feet to the hardware store and get a set up for a pond/fountain get up. I just wonder about sanitation.

The other day, Sparkle and I were online shopping together on ebay. Sparkle suggested I look to see if anyone were selling their souls, or self respect, or toenail clippings. I found an item that made me laugh -- the laughter of one in the know at the poor stupid souls out there. I found a trio of candles. The scent of the candles was listed as "monkey burp" scent. The caption read that if you like bananas, you'll love monkey burp scented candles. Let me assure you people, we monkeys DO NOT have banana scented burps -- or banana scented farts either.