Mmmmm....Saturday

Ah bliss. Spent a grueling day downtown yesterday talking to physicians of various stripes about erosive esophagitis. Tasty. If you're looking for something to keep you on your diet, do a Google on that and look at some of the pictures you will find. Or better yet, check out Mr. Polyp (link via Breaching the Web). This is why our guts are on the inside, safely out of view.


Crashed early last night, awoke early this morning. Not entirely my own idea. Big fat Newton feigns affection for food (nothing new there), and then promptly forgets (insistently) that I fed him five minutes after the fact. "Dammit man, can't you see I'm wasting away here?" Cats have little brains, see, inside little heads. And as someone used to say, there's lots of rattle room in there. But then he bounces around the place, apparently in response his frantic conflicting OCD impulses ("Dammit, can't you see I need to be outside? No, not out there, out there! No, not there, over there! What the hell is wrong with you? Why aren't you meeting my needs?" ) He seems to say. Chill man, it's Saturday.


He's getting better, though, doesn't run for cover while I'm grinding the coffee, although if you rustle a plastic shopping bag he scatters like one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse (the loud one who will come bearing cellophane) just popped in.


Got the coffee bubbling (my secret blend of Starbucks French Roast, Espresso and Genuardi's snickerdoodle..mmm...snickerdoodle)...Six cups! Hell, I may go for eight! Get that right leg tapping on its own like a seismograph, that's when I know it's time to stop. Had Entertainment Weekly waiting for me in the mailbox last night...that and the latest good news from my TIAA-Cref retirement fund. D'oh. And here, proof that all of the planets are in alignment, a quote from John Stewart in the former about the latter: "I have a 401(k) retirement plan...I checked it out today, and I'm not sure exactly how this happened, but I owe $1,700."

So, a little blogging (lots of stuff to catch up on!), a little secret recipe java, last night's Farscape on tape (had the foresight to set the VCR, well done there), coffee's just about ready, waiting for the ground to dry out so I can go blade around for a few hours before it gets too hot. Recreation. Neat.

Mmmmm...Saturday.
posted by MT at 6:43 AM |