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Sam about to give me some words of wisdom

My Hydrogen cell Experiment

I just saw this on your photostream rob, and I want to know what is going on in this picture. Please describe. Photos of the aftermath are welcome.

American Dreamers

A friend of ours (director) made these web documentaries named American Dreamers. Basically they're about these unique individuals around the US and A who are....well.....all unique in their own way. Each episode profiles a different artist, inventor, performer or eccentric often at the fringes of society but living his/her own version of the American Dream. Today's episode features Jim Bishop, castle builder and irate libertarian. Future episodes include alien hunters, b-movie actors, demolition derby drivers and more. If you like character driven docs, I think you'll like this series.

Check out the episode (and feel free to pass it on)

He also directed a film called "Audience of One" if you ever get the chance to see it I highly recommend it. It's about a lunatic - i mean pastor of a church who decides to take the church's money and make a very ambitious film. To quote the pastor "star wars meets the ten commandments." It's a real gem. ANYWAYS - the same director has made these web series which i saw all of last week and I thought they were pretty awesome. I thought i'd do my part and put the word out there - subscribe and enjoy these cool shorts for the next 11 weeks so he can continue to make more of them.

Here's the link to the site if the embeded link doesn't work - also where you can subscribe.
http://crackle.com/c/American_Dreamers

-skeedosh

ROCCO GOT A PUPPY! FINALLY.

her name is Samantha and she's coming home from NY on Sunday to meet her big sis. yayayayayay! max is gonna be sooooo excited!

BLONDIE IS GETTING FAT :(

i'm distraught again talblog. as you'll see from my prior post (go and read that now, pls) it's again about my divorcee cat. yes, he divorced me - lured from my clutches by a scrupulous, moral lacking female. typical. over the last six months we've reconciled/split/reconciled/split and now i dont know what we are. i'm not sure how much more heartache i can take. again, i'll fill in the middle part at a later time, but tonight i'm riled up b/c AWL has again struck a nerve.

i arrived home tonight and left my front door open for a bit, as usual. well this time i heard AWL's door open, almost simultaneously, and OUT RAN blondie...right towards my door. (this is a trick he used to play with her as well). recall that her apt is directly across from mine. blondie stopped on my stoop, clearly just done hotboxing. AWL immediately realizes what's happening and hides behind her door. i continue with my business but stop abruptly when i hear snapping. SHE WAS BEHIND HER DOOR SNAPPING AT THE CAT FOR HIM TO COME BACK. ooooh. insecure much? aaah, so the tables turn again you cow. blondie did not heed her call. (yessss)

so, he strutted in, but was again skiddish and jonesin for some food after his early evening doobie with AWL. i prepped a small portion of some science diet hair ball control and some fancy "beef and barley" canned food together for him. all gone within a couple minutes. jeeeez blondie what gives??? drugs, no doubt. you need recall that AWL stuffed her two former cats to death via friskies. not kidding, they were most likely twice the size they should have been. OBESE.

sidenote: i love picking blondie up and he hates it. it's a game. (i know, i know, dont say it). so i scooped him up as i usually do, but this time he fussed and whined. and i'm pretty sure i know why ... probably b/c it hurt. he has developed a big. fat. gut!

i could tell he had been gaining some weight, which was fine, b/c the vet had said that he could stand to gain a few lbs, as he was very slightly underweight nine months ago. well he's an outdoor cat, he's active. NOT ANY MORE. Jesus AWL, what on earth are you feeding him?!? bc i know what i'm feeding him and it's not a lot. (i refuse to compete with her by gorging him with cans of tuna and kitty crack). i feel like i need to get his cholesterol checked!

so then i spent 20 minutes playing hide and seek with him in the side yard to try to work off both of our muffin tops. (he really does love that game).

alas, i've been trying to let go of him over the summer, as i'll ultimately be happy as long as he's being taken care of. naturally, the dilated eyeballs and panicked behavior is worrysome, but there is NO excuse for fattening him up like a thanksgiving turkey. i think keeping unnaturally chunky animals is cruel. (my friend lara thinks it's hilarious...and maybe sometimes it is.... like this munchkin

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so that's it really. i just cant believe that she snapped at the cat and then left her door cracked open expecting he'd come back. (let's not forget it's the cat's choice AWL. your words). eventually, i'm sure he did crawl back thru her open back window, but in the meantime i'll just make sure i run him around whenever i can, to work off his jelly roll. er, whiskas prime delights. whatever the hell she shoves down his gullet.

i need a drink.

ps - i think this one is too cute for words...what the hell is wrong with me?????? maybe i'm not so cold afterall...wait.....yeah, still am. dang.

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The end of an era?

hello talblog, so as many of you know, i have been internally and externally battling with my awful, horrible wretch of a neighbor (nicknamed AWL - AssWhoreLori). she, of course, presents herself as a genuine, loyal saint to everyone around her, but i know the truth --- she is an ogre. i sent out the following email back in may at the height of my distress and there have been many updates but as you'll see from my next post things have NOT improved. i'll fill in the middle at a later date, but i'm just too spent to write it all now. for those of you who didn't get my email four months ago, please feast your brain on this.....

oooooooooooooooooooooooh my holy hell...

so as many of you know, i have a pretty blond, blue-eyed cat (see becky's flickr photo stream) that bess and i started taking care of a year ago (january 07) since our neighbor Gary wasn't taking care of him properly (hygiene, diet, fleas etc). for example, Gary had rescued the cat months earlier, but didn't even realize it was a boy...we had to tell him that, along with the fact that he (Gary) definitely has fleas. fast forward to last summer when Gary moved out and officially asked us to take care of said cat (dubbed "blondie"). hooray, he's ours! a thousand bucks later, he had a sweet cat carrier, all his vaccinations, clean teeth and fresh breath.

our other middle-aged neighbor Lori, who has a history of being a complete schizo (full on screaming fits at 6am for the entire courtyard to hear), also had two big fat cats that she'd keep locked up in her apt. well around this same time those beasts died - most likely from obesity ... so Lori also started feeding "blondie" with her leftover food ... she openly recognized that we had taken him in and called him our own...but she kept feeding him. in the afternoons bess would hear her opening a can of goey crap which she would dump outside our stoop, then she'd coo at him. wtf?

bess blew it off but i was uber passive aggressive and would purposely catch her in the act so she'd cower back into her apartment like the troll that she is. she delighted in telling us how he aaalways loved to come into her apt and would paw at her back window. i would too if you fed me kitty crack. BFD please stop letting him in. This b*tch's mom would even tell me how Lori just looooooves blondie and how she's such an animal lover. yeah yeah great, maybe she should get a new cat and leave mine alone?!? helllooooo?

well it has certainly reached a new level. Bess moved back to AL in february so blondie was super cuddly and weirded out since one of his owners was gone. then about six weeks ago he began getting very skiddish and paranoid - he'd come into the apartment briefly then run out again...like something was following him. He also stopped sleeping in the apt...which he had done almost every night for 10 months. uh oooooh.

i had a suspicion that Lori may be at the bottom of this, but thought it just might be the spring and he's out slutting it up. Sure enough, this past saturday afternoon i watched as Lori opened her front door, let him in and shut the door behind him....i didn't see him again until sunday. WTF? please note she's a big ugly pot smoker, so she's probably hot boxing with my cat in the apt which would explain his paranoid and skiddish behavior. i need a kitty drug testing kit!

Sunday: blondie and i are sitting outside in the sun when Lori opens her door again and nonchalantly says, "you know he's been living with me for the past six weeks, dont you?" uuuuuuuuum, no not really, but that really bothers me. "i'm not trying to steal your cat or anything but i've lived with cats my whole life, they love me, and they'll do what they want to do, clearly he's choosing me." well i'd really appreciate it if you could stop letting him in and stop feeding him,as he is my cat. "cats will do what they want, i cant stop that. i know that bess moved out, so i didn't know what was going on there." um, what does that have to do with you hijacking my cat? she then let her door close in my face with my cat inside. did that just happen? seriously? oh. no. she. dih-int.

so i stayed up late and wrote her a classy note...basically saying that she's been coddling him and feeding him and that she wants this to happen since her other cats have passed on, so i know she's not trying to stop it. i told her she has crossed a very solid boundary and that she is indeed stealing my cat. i also brought up the fact that i dont know any animals that would turn away shitty canned food and affection (and free drugs), so if she would please stop supplying both, i'm sure blondie will stop juggling two people. i ended it by asking her to go rescue a cat that needs a good home b/c blondie already has one.

this morning the note was shoved back under my door and looks like it made the rounds at the mental ward - blue ink scrawled all over it with doodles of knives and dead cats (okay, i made up the knives/cats part, but i wouldn't put it past her). oooooooh man this is great! so you, my friends, who know me well, will undoubtedly agree with her assessment of my character....please sit down and enjoy:

how presumptuous, arrogant, and misinformed you are. He has been banging on my window for 9 months - waking me every night. i didn't let him in until 6 weeks ago. He obviously isn't happy with you. Did my cats ever sleep with you? (um no, they were locked up in your tiny apt you hag). No, they were happy. You can ask Greg and Eric about it, they have watched it happen. Cats always come to me, and i'm not sad and lonely - apparently you are. (clearly, she is an admitted cat lady). He craves affection, which you dont give him. (am i supposed to sit on your couch and play with my cat to prove otherwise?) it is obvious you are cold. (hahhaaha, she thinks that's a dig??...) i dont want your cat. (really? THEN STOP FEEDING HIM AND LETTING HIM SLEEP WITH YOU). Didn't even want a cat now. he chose me. you can have him if he wants you. You are so immature. You dont want something until it goes away.

oooooh how i love this note.

right now i'm just gonna "agree to disagree" with her b/c i feel like she may be the type to lace my drinking water or key my car. (i'm not kidding, she's nuts) i do feel as though her letter was very mature, don't you? we'll see. when i left for work today, blondie was curled up on his towel on my bed, pleasant as can be. but if the cat wants to run away i'm not gonna chain it in my apartment and throw doobies at him. (frigid!)

i'm just pissed b/c i bought 15 lbs of pricey cat food this weekend, as well as new toys. ooh there i go being cold again...if i do decide to relinquish my rights and let bat-shit crazy Lori have him, then ill just post a vet bill reimbursement on her door and pour all the cat food into her bushes. i might just do that anyway.

so that's my monday, how's yours???

sincerely,
- your cold, lonely friend.

Blondie

light painting

yes it sounds kinda like a photo geek-fest, but it's a TON of fun! loren, erica, brett, christian, jer and i met up in dolores park to partake in lomography/jpg magazine's "light painting" meet up. we got some good pix...here's an animated one of loren trying to do a run cycle.

speedy

Mark rented a sweet zodiac for the bay yesterday and we all took turns hauling ass around angel island. Becky brought her camera, and in between sets of getting soaked, she snapped a couple of nice shots of the bay.

It was great fun, thanks mark!