Wednesday, September 28, 2005
I Guess It's Better Than Catching a Hot...
I know that cold weather is swiftly on its way... how do I know, you ask? Well, beyond hearing that a friend of mine's hubby actually closed the windows to cut the chill down in their house *insert-shocked-gasp-here*... a naughty little cold has latched itself on me... I keep telling myself, "Self, this season you're going to out run the damn things... you're not going to get all sore throated, sneezy, runny nosed, and slightly-queasy-yet-ironically-ravenously-hungry-all-at-the-same-time," but it never fails... I can never dodge quickly enough to miss catching one... it's not for lack of trying though... it just seems like no matter what I do to try to prevent getting one, they always find a way to creep in and take root... much like a song that just won't be sung out of your skull, they're really very insidious... mind you, everyone gets caught by them at some point in their life, so I don't feel so bad knowing that I am part of a large group of fellow humans that are probably all suffering from the same strain that's been circulating here lately... a strain, no doubt, that's just waiting for its chance to find the right person to mutate inside of so that all the colds of the world can unite into some super-enhanced uber-cold bent on rampaging across humankind and bending us to its evil will... colds are sneaky like that... I'm thinking that it's time to fight back with some irresistible "breakfast" soup (randomly-chosen-flavour ramen noodle soup enhanced with peas, onion, black pepper, cheese, and something from the meat group -- usually an egg, shrimp, ham, or low-fat sausage) since it's very yummy in my tummy first thing in the morning and the warmth is soothing when I'm sicky... mmm... comfort food... ^_^
Friday, September 02, 2005
Auntie Morra!
Happiness and smiles galore! My mother called and let me know that my little sister finally had her very first wee one at 2am their time this morning... a healthy baby girl and both my new niece and my little sister are doing fine, all things considered... not sure about the baby's size yet as my mum didn't know yet herself... I should find out sometime within a couple of days when someone either calls or emails the details to me... I live about 2-3 days travel away from them, as the Greyhound bus flies, so it's not like I can just walk over to the hospital and visit... I can hardly wait to see all the pictures of the lovely new bundle of joy!! I just had to let Blogland know the happy happy news... and the funniest thing of all? Last night I felt quite ill and crampy for no reason and I said to my hubby that it better be sympathy pains for my sister... lo and behold, it was! Woo hoo!!! ^_^
It's my bloggy and I'll rant if I want to...
Apologies to my good friend Cynthia 'cause I know she checks over here and if she read my comments at her blog, she's heard most of this rant already... I just felt that I needed to blow off some more steam so I brought my opinions over here where they belong... ^_~
Hurricane stories abound in the news today... but the thing I found interesting in my daily search for what's happening in the world of news was that many people seemed to be more concerned that Fats Domino might have been found alive, that Lucy Lawless survived with her new movie's film intact... and that other countries seem to care more about what has actually happened than the USA does... o_O
I also hear that the "battle-trained" troops that are being sent into the south have shoot-to-kill orders on anyone who looks hostile... which, in my humble and blatantly honest opinion, could easily be everyone in the region because, let's face it, if you were devastated by a massive natural disaster and had nothing left, you'd be pretty hostile to anyone who isn't helping out...
There's hardly any mention of any sort of aid at all getting to other people who need it (beyond the help already being given by courageous local rescuers who also survived the situation and are getting too worn out to do much anymore)... I heard more about destroyed chicken farms than what anyone is going to do to help the people who live in the south...
Current U.S. President Bush is supposed to tour the devastated areas of the Gulf Coast today, hoping to bring "support and compassion for the victims"... I'm sure George is a really nice guy once you get to know him and I love to think he'll actually do something to aid survivors, but knowing what I know about spin-doctoring I read this statement to mean that he's going to be a tourist... he'll look around at people suffering, make a few speeches about how he'll try to do whatever he can to get the government to agree to get money to the area, shake a few hands, kiss a few dying babies, and then he'll get the hell out as fast as he can... and somehow I doubt anyone can truly blame the man that is George Bush... because humans, as a rule, don't like to be uncomfortable or around the rotting dead and dying... the President that is George Bush, however, will be blamed and thus he'd better do his damndest to make a difference... otherwise he'll be remembered for this failing for a very long time... it's a sad sad truth that historians just love to write about people that make wrong decisions...
As I said over at Cyn's blog, this whole situation is like America's very own Tsunami and, sad to say it, I highly doubt relief from it is going to come any time soon... especially since Asia had theirs first and is still reeling and picking up pieces... and there you have it... ranting's done for now... next time I blog, I think I'll try to find something happier to chat about... -_-
Hurricane stories abound in the news today... but the thing I found interesting in my daily search for what's happening in the world of news was that many people seemed to be more concerned that Fats Domino might have been found alive, that Lucy Lawless survived with her new movie's film intact... and that other countries seem to care more about what has actually happened than the USA does... o_O
I also hear that the "battle-trained" troops that are being sent into the south have shoot-to-kill orders on anyone who looks hostile... which, in my humble and blatantly honest opinion, could easily be everyone in the region because, let's face it, if you were devastated by a massive natural disaster and had nothing left, you'd be pretty hostile to anyone who isn't helping out...
There's hardly any mention of any sort of aid at all getting to other people who need it (beyond the help already being given by courageous local rescuers who also survived the situation and are getting too worn out to do much anymore)... I heard more about destroyed chicken farms than what anyone is going to do to help the people who live in the south...
Current U.S. President Bush is supposed to tour the devastated areas of the Gulf Coast today, hoping to bring "support and compassion for the victims"... I'm sure George is a really nice guy once you get to know him and I love to think he'll actually do something to aid survivors, but knowing what I know about spin-doctoring I read this statement to mean that he's going to be a tourist... he'll look around at people suffering, make a few speeches about how he'll try to do whatever he can to get the government to agree to get money to the area, shake a few hands, kiss a few dying babies, and then he'll get the hell out as fast as he can... and somehow I doubt anyone can truly blame the man that is George Bush... because humans, as a rule, don't like to be uncomfortable or around the rotting dead and dying... the President that is George Bush, however, will be blamed and thus he'd better do his damndest to make a difference... otherwise he'll be remembered for this failing for a very long time... it's a sad sad truth that historians just love to write about people that make wrong decisions...
As I said over at Cyn's blog, this whole situation is like America's very own Tsunami and, sad to say it, I highly doubt relief from it is going to come any time soon... especially since Asia had theirs first and is still reeling and picking up pieces... and there you have it... ranting's done for now... next time I blog, I think I'll try to find something happier to chat about... -_-
Thursday, September 01, 2005
The News According to Morra
Haven't reported in for a wee bit... figured I ought to since I'll be playing City of Heroes for the next few days... they have their new free expansion up and I need to get all of the badges and such.. hehehe...
On the home front, we have some new tiles in our "dining room" which is more of just a corner of the apartment that we have a table in for the kids... it's a major walkway to get to the kitchen though and had been in need of new tiling for quite some time... the cat even got in on the fun when he decided that he needed to walk through the glue on the floor as it was drying, thus getting a nasty sticky mess all over his noble paws... the type of glue that was used is not terribly washable from cat fur and since I didn't have soap for him to give him a bathing and didn't want the little fluffball to lick it off and get sick, I locked us in the bathroom with my small pair of folding embroidery scissors and proceeded to give him a bit of a pedicure... clippety snippety meow meow zippety... I tried to clip off all of the fur that had gotten sticky, as well as wash the pads of his feet so he wouldn't end up attaching to anything else... but as it was one woman versus a cat (everyone else was gone from the house at the time, go figure), I'd say that the battle came to a draw and Shady ended up having to lick his toes anyway... he was a very warm and tired kitty for the rest of the day and kept me worried worried worried that he might have poisoned himself in his moment of being a posterkitten for "Curiosity Killed the Cat"... but he's alright now and there seems to be no harm done, unless you count the nicknames Stickyfeet and Taternuts which have arisen from the incident (thanks to That 70's Show and my wacky hubby)...
I just found out today that Michael Sheard died of cancer on August 31st at his home on the Isle
of Wight... he was a great actor who played in a great many things... he was Admiral Ozzel in Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, played Hitler 5 times (once in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade), was Mr. Bronson in the long running children's drama Grange Hill, played several roles in the Doctor Who series, and even acted along with Roger Moore in Escape to Athena (Sheard's favourite role ever to play), just to name a few... he will be missed by the many adoring fans and family he's left behind but left us with this final message (that his son was asked to post to his website for all of his friends): "Thank you my Very Dear Chums - See ya."
Hurricane Katrina has finally finished her blow out and I am glad for it... the world has plenty of suffering already without the natural disasters beating people down... I think we caught the very tiny tail of Kat as she pushed through our area in the form of an all day rain storm... my heart goes out to the survivors of her wrath (for all that that's worth, that is, since heart-felt feelings won't help them rebuild homes or recover lost loved ones) and I pray to the gods that care about such matters that those people be kept safe and well...
Several countdowns have begun... the kids go back to school on September 7th... Survivor: Guatemala starts on the 15th, the new season of Justice League Unlimited begins on the 17th, and The Amazing Race is starting its new run on the 27th... I also might get to go to a day event held by the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) on the 24th... and that new niece or nephew I've been waiting for should be coming into the world this month since my little sister hasn't had her baby yet as far as I know... September is going to be full of happenings...
On the home front, we have some new tiles in our "dining room" which is more of just a corner of the apartment that we have a table in for the kids... it's a major walkway to get to the kitchen though and had been in need of new tiling for quite some time... the cat even got in on the fun when he decided that he needed to walk through the glue on the floor as it was drying, thus getting a nasty sticky mess all over his noble paws... the type of glue that was used is not terribly washable from cat fur and since I didn't have soap for him to give him a bathing and didn't want the little fluffball to lick it off and get sick, I locked us in the bathroom with my small pair of folding embroidery scissors and proceeded to give him a bit of a pedicure... clippety snippety meow meow zippety... I tried to clip off all of the fur that had gotten sticky, as well as wash the pads of his feet so he wouldn't end up attaching to anything else... but as it was one woman versus a cat (everyone else was gone from the house at the time, go figure), I'd say that the battle came to a draw and Shady ended up having to lick his toes anyway... he was a very warm and tired kitty for the rest of the day and kept me worried worried worried that he might have poisoned himself in his moment of being a posterkitten for "Curiosity Killed the Cat"... but he's alright now and there seems to be no harm done, unless you count the nicknames Stickyfeet and Taternuts which have arisen from the incident (thanks to That 70's Show and my wacky hubby)...
I just found out today that Michael Sheard died of cancer on August 31st at his home on the Isle
of Wight... he was a great actor who played in a great many things... he was Admiral Ozzel in Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, played Hitler 5 times (once in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade), was Mr. Bronson in the long running children's drama Grange Hill, played several roles in the Doctor Who series, and even acted along with Roger Moore in Escape to Athena (Sheard's favourite role ever to play), just to name a few... he will be missed by the many adoring fans and family he's left behind but left us with this final message (that his son was asked to post to his website for all of his friends): "Thank you my Very Dear Chums - See ya."Hurricane Katrina has finally finished her blow out and I am glad for it... the world has plenty of suffering already without the natural disasters beating people down... I think we caught the very tiny tail of Kat as she pushed through our area in the form of an all day rain storm... my heart goes out to the survivors of her wrath (for all that that's worth, that is, since heart-felt feelings won't help them rebuild homes or recover lost loved ones) and I pray to the gods that care about such matters that those people be kept safe and well...
Several countdowns have begun... the kids go back to school on September 7th... Survivor: Guatemala starts on the 15th, the new season of Justice League Unlimited begins on the 17th, and The Amazing Race is starting its new run on the 27th... I also might get to go to a day event held by the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism) on the 24th... and that new niece or nephew I've been waiting for should be coming into the world this month since my little sister hasn't had her baby yet as far as I know... September is going to be full of happenings...
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