at Washington Square Park
Category: Animals
Last Friday an Egyptian Cobra escaped from the Bronz Zoo. Well not actually from the zoo, from the place its supposed to be in the Reptile house and is hiding somewhere in the Reptile house, according to zoo officials. The first thing that happened is the ‘snake’ signed up for twitter.
The fact that it has a Twitter account has turned this seemingly insignificant escape into international news. Both my boss and myself say it online on news sites from other countries.
It started me thinking about other events in my lifetime, significant events, ones that happened before twitter and wonder what would have happened if we had twitter then.
Can you imagine how quickly the news of John Lennon’s assassination would have spread around the world? As it was Howard Cosell interrupted Monday Night Football to announce it. Or more recently, can you imagine the reaction if Twitter had been around on September 11, 2001? I think that about 0.1 second after the first tower went down, so would have Twitter. Then when everybody switched to Facebook, that would have crashed next. Of course this is just speculation on my part, you may or may not agree. Something to ponder.
Today was my Wednesday off so I made plans to go out with Christine. I woke up with a wicked sore throat. Couldn’t swallow without pain. It was pretty annoying considering I woke up in time. Thinking that maybe if I got up and started moving about I would feel better, cause sometimes that does happen, I got up and made eggs for breakfast. I sprinkled some of my very hot red pepper flakes on them. Red pepper is good for sore throat. It didn’t help, the longer I stayed up the worse I felt so I ended up going back to bed.
Of course in this house you can only stay in bed if you have the plague or are dying, or is that, ‘dying of the plague’? Eventually I had to get up. Em wanted lunch and Gwen wanted to go up to apply for a job at the mall. I also wanted to try for Yankee tickets. After getting home the mail came and my findings arrived, so now my Yankee earrings have lever-back ear wires instead of posts. One more thing ready for opening day, just have to get tickets.
My hair appointment had been changed from 1:00 p.m. to 3:00 p.m. since my stylist had to go to a funeral. After my appointment I was supposed to pick up Nick. Of course first the stylist was late, then it took forever to do my hair. When I tweeted ‘Why does it take so long to do my hair?’ Em tweeted back, ‘Do you know how much hair you have?’ This much, this is how much hair I have, but it does look good doesn’t it?
Finally she was done and I left without getting it dried. Picked up Nick and some other kids, took them all home and then we got home. I was so happy to be home, but the day wasn’t over yet. As I was coming up on the deck I heard a commotion inside, Butterscotch was running back and forth on the windowsill, and I was wondering what was wrong with our cat? Then I realized it wasn’t our cat. It was one of the feral cats from the neighborhood (yes one of those cats I hate, unreasonable I know), that had somehow gotten inside. Abigail was locked upstairs, Butterscotch put in the basement, and while I stood in the cold with my sore throat and wet hair holding the door open so they could chase this demented feline out, it ran the opposite way into the living room, up on the windowsill behind the computer desk and almost took out our router.
Stitch manged to catch it and put it outside, where it rocketed away from the deck. It is not the cat’s fault it is stray and wild, but if that cat ever gets in our house again, it is getting the business end of my boot.
The rest of the evening our two cats were eying each other, perhaps to make sure we hadn’t replaced one of them? Abigail kept sniffing the windowsill, after all that is her perch to watch the world go by. And an impostor had been on it.
So I hope this goes through. I am using my phone to access Hotmail. I hope v-cast is right so I don’t get charged for this.
Saturday was the SPCA dog parade. The middle school marching band was there so we were there.
Sunday was sad. In January no more separate bookstudy, it is going to be before the ministry school. M said they had to decide if they should raise Bethelites allowances or reduce their expenses. They decided to reduce expenses!
It is raining today and l missed the early train. Tigger has already sent me a text asking for cinnamon. I bought him some at the deli. I sent him a text message saying I bought some cinnamon for you. I got the regular kind for you at the store with the dusty tins.
I was down this morning, don’t know how much I haven’t tracked it yet. I am getting back into my weight training, that is what really makes the difference for me.
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I went to Allsport this evening. D and the boys (the two youngest) went to play racquetball. The texts Tigger sent me seem to indicate they had a good time. He said D was going to get a membership so they would be there more often.
I did some more typing on my other blog. I am describing the craft items and how I made them, where I got the ideas etc.
I am getting ready for bed and am starting to get stomach ache. Probably from what I am eating. I am going to drink a big glass of water and then go to bed. It will be a good thing to go to sleep before midnight.
Yesterday, Saturday, M., Gwen and I went to Woodbury Commons. We got there a little before 10 and got a good parking space. When we left, there was not a space to be found, getting in the car I felt like a prospector in the desert with the buzzards circling. I got a watch, a nightgown, two sports bras, a small white pocketbook and a purple dress. I had to get the dress in an 8. Designer clothes are usually cut small though and this one is extremely fitted through the waist. It is very bright purple. I can’t wait to wear it, but I might need to get a new bra.
Today Gwen needed more pictures for her photography class, she wanted to walk and get them though, so we walked to Asian Ginger so I could eat, then to Memorial Park, then to Ron’s for ice cream, then home.
Then I went to the gym, I really didn’t want to, so I had to force myself. I don’t feel any different now. I went to Target after to get hand soap, a new case for my contacts and chocolate. I forgot I also wanted to get ant traps. The ants are getting into Butterscotches food. I had to throw out the food in his bowl and clean the area with Lysol with bleach and now my hands smell even though I was wearing Nitrile gloves. I think that is how it is spelled. I think I better check. Well I didn’t check I switched loads and fed Butterscotch. I am not checking now, I am going to bed. I checked and corrected it.
We saw this skeleton when we were walking along the railroad tracks. You know the ones that go between Groveville and Route 52. Tigger took this picture. I told him that was gross, you are so morbid, please make sure you send it to me!
Well, the kitty’s name is now Abby. She is really a nice cat. She stayed in all day yesterday and last night and seems perfectly content. She used the litter box M got for her. Stitch said she kept him up with her purring, then when she started to cry he petted her and Sassy hit him in the head. Tigger sent me a text when I was on the train that she almost woke D up. Then he says ‘not good’. It will be next.
“abby almost woke up daddy
not good”
I have been putting in Pepsi points. M has been giving them to me. She has been asking for the Rainbow song. Some group has redone, “Over the Rainbow” a group called The Hawaiian Rainbow Singers. Anyway, I downloaded it last night. She doesn’t have an MP3 player right now, so I put it on her phone for her. It sounds better on her phone than mine. Anyway, I think that is all I have to say for now. Except I am mad at the Booktalk posters.
This pretty tabby cat has been hanging around our basement door and meowing and trying to get in our house. It is a new cat, not one of the usual strays. It is also an indoor cat and I have no idea why it is outside. Anyway the kids want to adopt her and call her Molly, but I am leery because she is a strange cat, although very clean looking and friendly as can be. She could have worms or she might have been put out of her owners house cause she was peeing all over we just don’t know.
M said she is going to put ads in the paper to try to find her owner. She is a real sweet girl. She has been inside, but M won’t let her stay in at night. Today she bought a litter box for her, but is still saying she hasn’t decided if she is staying.
Belleza
just a (transplanted) city girl 