Stacy Horn

Yeah. We’re going out in this. I swear to God, the cats time their illnesses so that as long as they have to suffer, I must too. It’s always either the weekend or a storm. 

Speaking of swearing, I am officially at my 2008 Lugging Things That Are Just a Little Bit Heavier Than What I can Manage limit.  I just cannot take lugging one more heavy thing down the street and up and down five flights of stairs. If I try, my head is going to explode.  Which means today, my head explodes.

But one must attend to a possible sick cat. I don’t think it’s anything serious, but he’s had intestinal issues that don’t seem to be going away.

I want to post about Obama and Rick Warren later, if I have the energy.

It’s snowing!!  Yay!!  Gotta go out and stock up!!  Because of course it’s going to be a blizzard that will never end.

Here are a couple of pictures from the Loser’s Lounge last night.  This is Wendy Ip, and back-up singer Connie Petruk.  I didn’t bring my program home so I’m afraid I can’t identify the horn player behind them.  Sorry horn player!  God I love the Loser’s Lounge.  Hey Joe — please do The Monkees one again! That is my favorite of all time one.

This is Matthew Caws of Nada Surf (and mystery horn player, Connie, and other back-up singer whose name I’m sure I’m misspelling, Katia.)

Everyone’s favorite dog trio.  But can you see how red that one guy’s eyes are, the one who is looking at the camera?  That can’t be good, right?  Poor guy. I looked it up and it seems like eye problems are common with shar peis.

I was talking about Collyer conditions not too long ago—that’s the name the FDNY gives to apartments so filled with junk and piles of newspapers, etc., they have trouble moving around. It’s from the Collyer Brothers (you can google them for the whole sad story).  Well, I passed a car that was packed like that, except for the driver’s seat.

I know activists are upset that Biden got his new puppy from a pet store, which means he’s a puppy mill puppy, and I’m with them on this, we have to stop creating a market for these poor dogs (the lives the puppy mothers lead is a downright sin, I mean really a sin, the cruelty is beyond comprehension). But I just can’t bring myself to crucify the guy. I know it’s wrong, he knows it’s wrong, but he must have really loved this puppy. (And look at the little guy. That is one freaking cute puppy.)