Month: January 2008

This is a Cynthia Rowley dress. I often love what she has in the window, even if I don’t think whatever is there will look good on me. This one is deceptively simple, but pretty perfect although I put it in the category of may-not-look-good-on-me. On the left hand side that green panel is pink. It’s fun, these two surprise panels, but also distracting. This dress almost works better as a work of art. I’m not sure if this shade of blue would work for me ultimately, but what does it matter? I cannot afford this dress.

I should be working, but I’m kinda goofing off. I went to the gym, and I’ve been leaving messages for people who probably won’t call me back. As long as I’m not working I should probably go outside and enjoy the summer in the middle of winter day.

Oh god. I have to say a lot more to get this post to format properly. I don’t want to just post filler. Maybe just a quick list of what else I’m supposed to do today:

– Call Dept. of Energy. (Trying to find out how much they spent on nuclear weapons research and development between 1978-1995).
– Call Bob Jahn. He’s a researcher from Princeton and I need a few more quotes from him.
– Schedule NPR interviews. (Working on a piece about audio forensics.)
– Check possible factual errors Sally Rhine Feather pointed out in the current draft.
– Call Wendell and Steve (cold case detectives I’m bugging for this that and the other thing).

That headline is like an LOL cat thing, isn’t it? Except I should spell “you” with a “U.”

Just got back from seeing Amahl and the Night Visitors with a friend from choir. It was lovely and sweet. I made a couple of movies which I will post tomorrow if they’re any good. They were giving away poinsettias afterwards, but I couldn’t take one because I’ve always heard they are poisonous to cats.

So? What’s up for 2008? Any predictions about this year? Oh, it’s an election year. That’s something. Our national nightmare will soon be over.

I never do resolutions, but maybe I will. Tomorrow. Plus, they will be fake. Maybe I will make resolutions for other people. I’ll email them and go “here, you have to do this. I have so resolved it.”

This is what I get for leaving the house. I have a cold. And the gas is still turned off (leak not fixed) so I can’t cook. Although it’s more accurate to say I can’t “heat” since I don’t actually cook anything, just heat stuff up.

I took this picture of the train sign at Penn Station on Christmas morning. By the way, I love saying the town “Ronkonkoma.” Ron-KON-ko-ma.

Aside from the cold which one of you gave me, thank you very much, I’m feeling pretty good. Starting to get feedback from the parapsychologists on the book, and corrections are coming in, but nothing major. (They might call them major mistakes, but if I can fix them in a couple of seconds to me they’re not major. I’m thinking purely in terms of time.) And aside from the mistakes, they seem to like it. Love it, they say!

Cannot wait to send this draft to my publisher, but I have a few things left to do. Meanwhile, so not feeling well. I wish I had a bunch of good food in the house so I could just curl up on the couch. I guess I should order in, but unlike the rest of New York, I do not like to order in. I’m uncomfortable with having people hand deliver my food.

Someone in my network posted this on Facebook. Love Eddie Izzard. Thank you universe and odds for producing him.

[Video removed because the link no longer works.]

Finney was going nuts at the kitchen window so I got up to see what was bugging him and there was Buddy, sitting in the bedroom window, also terribly interested in something in the airshaft. This is such a city shot for me. Bricks, airshaft. So New York. If you scroll down you will see what got their attention …

Yeah. A pigeon. Like they haven’t seen pigeons 16 thousand billion trillion times before. Hello??

Happy New Year from me and my no-short-term-memory cats. (“What’s this? A pigeon you say? I think it’s the most captivating thing I have ever seen in this window EVER.” Two seconds later. “Oh my God! What’s that? A pigeon?? Could there be a more amazing creature in all the world? Can we invite him in??”)