This video got me to cogitating.  It's the long version, so you need to get past the squirming stage where you wonder why they are filming the planet Venus to get to the good part.  Don't miss the mothership at the end.

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You’re probably better off not eating snow. I’ve known this all my life.  Kids in Vermont eat snow, all the while warning each other about the terrible results of such folly – your brain will freeze, the acid rain will eat out… Read full post »

I had a pudding-deprived youth.  My mother did not like heavy, damp dishes.  She loathed her ancestral Swedish rice pudding, cubed bread was only fit for stuffing turkeys, and New England Indian pudding was as foreign to her as gulab jamun.  Her only acknowledgement of the pudding real… Read full post »

If Dollhouse is haunted, it’s by the wraiths of sad Whedonites like me, who wanted to believe that this television program was going to be another stellar, obsession-worthy series by the Master.  It’s certainly not ha/… Read full post »

Serious trouble is brewing in the Dollhouse, as some of the Dolls are –fomenting a revolution against their masters?   Might as well be, for Echo, Sierra and Victor are forming a clique, and staking out a cool-crowd table in the Dollhouse… Read full post »

I hate going to the laundromat.  I hate it passionately.  There is nothing that makes me and my failings feel quite so exposed as having to drag my dirty laundry to a public laundromat and sit there for two hours contemplating my sins.  

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So the rats of Dogpatch were completely disdainful of Mini, my large boy cat.  This seemed unnatural.  Mini had always been meticulous about leaving me mouse noses and tails in the bath tub, as evidence of his attention to work.   In the years before I had cats, I trapped mice in… Read full post »

Contrary to the Chinese calendar, the year of the rat at Dogpatch was 2007.  The last official one had been in been in 1994, but every year is the year of some kind of rodent at Dogpatch.   Two weeks ago I caught a rabbit in the living room with my bare… Read full post »

I used my food stamp card today for the second time.   The first time was a month ago, when the sun was still shining, and an early snow hadn't beaten down the goldenrod to blackness in my field, and my princess cat was still alive.  Today was a grey and  icy… Read full post »