Thursday, March 10, 2011

Richard Dawkins Cites His Other Writings

Maewitch sent me this site: betterbooktitles. I found that the funniest ones were the ones for books I hadn't even read, because they were just true for a great number of books.

 

And then there's this book which bang on expresses the joy I felt at the end of this book (and it's a spoiler so you've been warned. The book is The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao.)







I don't think "Cicatrisé pour la vie" is a French expression, but what's the equivalent?? (sob sob sob)

"In the middle of the night, in the Quebec countryside, all hell breaks loose as a black teenager is caught smashing a racially denigrating lawn ornament. Together the neighbours attend to justice against the vandal. Thorough the night there is mounting racism, fueled by alcohol, and violence. Le Nèg' opens the morning after when the police investigators arrive at the scene to take depositions." 

I'm totally traumatized. For some reason my vague impression had always been that this movie was about racism in a small town, but a satirical/nonviolent approach to the topic. It's not. It's brutal. Excellent movie, but holy mother of an oh my God. Horrifying.

At one point there was a word I didn't understand, but that I was pretty sure I understood based on context. I paused the movie to check in the dictionary, and the whole time I was praying: "Please don't let it mean what I think it means, please don't let it mean what I think it means..." It did and now I feel scarred for life.

maxin' and relxin' with a bucket of soapy water

I went to my bedroom to take a nap, and ended up pulling out the dryer and washer (they're in my closet) to clean behind them instead. My idea of downtime seems to have taken a strange turn.

Diablotine


It looks like she's back to her old self, but actually these were taken before she got sick. She's just been resting today and catching up on all the finger sucking she missed.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

In the clear

After a fitful sleep where I kept telling myself: "The phone hasn't rung because Minion has not vomited and they're still observing her..." the vet finally called.

Minion pooped out the object. A little plug of some kind--vet's not sure what it is, she'll show me. She says Minion's eating and grooming and seems happy. I can pick her up at 3PM. The Vaseline did it's job. Thank you Vaseline.

I tell you one thing... that kid's not getting a Christmas tree next December.

My guess is it's something chewy, like the plug that goes on the end of something, though I don't know what. I'll probably be walking through the house at some point and go: Aha! A plugless object!

Le Sigh.

Haley's still sleeping. She had one big playful runaround last night, but other than that I think she's just in deep meditation, marshaling all her forces for the return of Diablotine ( <--the French name Maewitch picked out for Evil.)

As the French would say.... phiouf.

Haley

Haley's just been eating and sleeping all evening. I keep thinking there's something wrong with her. Except... this might just be... what a cat looks like when she isn't being chased by a demon all evening long.

I think this is why I got her a minion in the first place. She looks bored. But what I take for boredom is probably Blissful Solitary Peace and Oneness With the Universe.

I keep worrying she's sick. Except every time I open the fridge she raises her head hopefully, so I don't think she's sick, I think I'm just paranoid.

Run around! Growl! Hiss! Look alive! ...Stop looking like you planted that rubber band and offed your fellow cat!!!

Wicked child.

Life is just one damn PART TROIS

Thanks for the well wishes for Minion.

Unfortunately Fernando had to bring her back to the vet this afternoon. He brought her to our vet since it would be less expensive, and anyway we like her a lot. When she felt Minion's guts she thought she felt a tender part, so still thinks there might be something in there. They force fed her a gob of Vaseline -- ugh!!

She called us at 8:30 PM and said she hadn't vomited, and ate a little bit and didn't throw that up. The vet seemed optimistic-ish. Also she was staying in her cage without rubbing her face raw on it like last time, so they're keeping her overnight. I guess the hope is that if she did eat something she'll poop it out tonight.

I think she also said she might not be eating because she associates it with vomiting and with the whole Generally Unpleasant Experience she's been having. The vet at the DMV had actually said she might vomit a couple more times, that that was normal.

But if she keeps vomiting then tomorrow is surgery day.

So I don't know what's going on, I'm confused, but the vet is optimistic. It's all a bit of a muddle to me now.

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