Gotta Write Something!

Just gotta! All it takes is a degree of motivation...you know, sign on,put in that damned password and start in...but it is SOOOOO hard sometimes. I dry up. Not that this place isn't as interesting as France (it isn't), it just is so very different in so may ways. The people...lots of differences there, just as friendly but they are all moing faster and seem to have less time for you. Many, many different nationalities and races, far more than our nearly all white French experience in remote Lignieres. The political season has caused people to stump for thier candidate of choice even at the grocery checkout stand. I. of course, am an Obama fan...he will be GREAT! McCain is a real patriot, that I will hand him. Alas, there are no new ideas from the "maverick McCain and Palin" duo. They sound like Bushies and I think we've had quite enough of that political disaster thank you! Let Obama scre it up for a while. I wouldn't want that shitty job that's for sure. Economy in the toilet, wars in Afghanistan, Iraq, national debt at an all time high, foreclosures, a general bad attitude about us the world over and our hegemony among the world nations is in a not so sudden decline. But there IS some good personal news for me, my medical checkup at Kaiser was a winner! Good test results from every orfice! Whoopee! AND...I have managed to write to my long lost grandchild K who is 17 and was taken from me before I could get to know her by yet another divorce. Shit! Anyway, she wrote back and I have done likewise and now I have 5 GC's! Sooo cool!
So why don't I seem to fret over the financial condition of my bloody country? Well poopsie...I can't do one damned thing about it except suffer the inevitable crash of crashes can I? Do I own stock? Oh yes and between Kelly and I we have LOST 14,000 USD from our IRA's (Individual Retirement Accounts) to date...more to come probably.
If we bail out we will lose that money without a doubt. If we stay then the dividends will roll over quarterly and we will be buying more of the now cheapened shares. You know the drill. So we will tighten the belt, eat, drink and be merry with our friends and observe the disaster as it unwinds before us. Patience is called for at times like these.
The there is my good friend Woodslug, he emailed me after weeks of silence saying he needs a new motherboard for his computer. I have asked why he thinks this is so but haven't recieved a reply YET. Gads. Life goes on.
Bye for now,
H

Consorts with Blue Jays

Yes she does! They come to the small kitchen patio sseking food which is always there aplenty then they peck vigorously on the slifing glass door glass...knock, knock...knock...knock! Fur-Rr_Ee Queen-of-Kats looks over at her new friends from the water bowl and slowly walks to the open screen door. The jays, two each, stare but do not move from their perch near the door on the edge of a long planter. Fur-Rr_Ee slowly creeps through the door onto the tile of the patio and stops. She looks towards the birds and they sit there looking back, no motion from either party.
Then with a loud Squawk! The birds leap to the small tile table and stare down at Furry on the ground below them. A challenge! Come get us! Let's play! Squawk! And they fly to the garden a few feet away amidst the dry and dead grasses and branches broken off from the line tree. Furry creeps low to the edge of the patio and stops, the birds squawk again! Furry weinds up her rump like Kats do...and off sher goes paws flying in the air to grab one of the ellusive jays. Without success she stops to reset herself back on the patio above the "ring" where all the action happens. Then the birds fly down again and Furry once again winds up her rump and away she goes! Amazing! This has gone on now for the last week or so, the birds are seen here about this time of year but rarely does one see interaction like this between species. Hopefully I'll get to capture some of these shenanigans before the birds head further south.