So my roommate and I are desperately trying to decide who it is that's supposed to be portrayed on the cover of Second Line. Our idea we're currently sitting at is the Ricky is the one on the right squatting down and that he's chilling there with some hobo. Because there is no one we can think of that we picture as a fat old dirty man.
But ya, anyone know/have other ideas of who it might be on the cover?
Being an animal lover of all kinds, I'm sickened as much as the locals are to see what's going on with the coastal wildlife. I want to help. I want to be down there, collecting eggs to put in a hatching box, scrubbing off a turtle or pelican with anti-goop (woolite?) and seeing it placed for recovery and rehoming.
But, I have financial responsibilities, as we all do, like a house and bills, etc. Being in the process of starting a start-up, I have flexibility with my location and hours to the point of being able to "shut down" for awhile and be somewhere else. The sacrifice is that no income leads to bad things like foreclosure, and I'm really keen on keeping my house and babies.
Are you aware of any entities that are looking for paid volunteers to come and provide physical assistance? Obviously not a 6figure position, but enough to supplement loss of income to an extent.... If so, I'll be down on Tuesday! Maybe BP should be offering something like this - the only positive PR they'd be able to manage.
My sympathies, doc. Hugs & prayers for all of you. It's so hard to lose your pets..., especially when they're really family. I know yours are. It sounds like Greta had a blessed exit.
We had to put my beloved 17 yo Cain to sleep in October. His kidneys were failing; he'd begun to have seizures. He weighed under 4 pounds when he died. It wasn't unexpected, but I prayed & prayed not to have to make that call of "when". Damn, that bothered me. Still does.
I know you're no stranger to this kind of shock & Greta's loss is loss, period, but that quick, unknown part looks like a blessing from here. I wished & prayed so hard for that. As it is I'm still seeing him around here, for pete's sake. I just saw him yesterday. His was not a painless, quick, blessed ending. He hated the vet, so he was pissed at all of us for being there. Scared and mad, right to the end. I can't quite forgive myself for that.
Anyway. Big hugs to you all; quick does not = simple/painless. If you're still accepting donations, maybe you'd kindly post your cats-page or pay-pal link.
Just wanted to mention that I got my copy of Second Line last week. I've already devoured The Value of X and just started on D*U*C*K. I hadn't had a chance to read them until now, and I'm so glad I finally am.
I hope this is okay to post here. But it seems a cat has caught the swine flu from it's human owners. The swine flu has been caught by two ferrets, who died from it. I thought this might be worth sharing. Scary, thought it is, it is not something to panic over. http://www.myfoxdc.com/dpp/news/cat-tests-positive-for-swine-flu
I can't comment to your journal, so here's hoping you look here!
I've had a pitcher plant since April and it's outgrown two pots! It's huge and growing by the day. It needs almost no care at all. I keep it in full shade, in the grape arbor...I actually perched the pot on the thick wood of the grapevine itself and let the pitchers hang. I filled each of the pitchers about 1/4 inch full of chlorine free water when I got it, give it about a cup of water a day unless it rains, in which case I leave it alone, and it's growing like a weed.
Virtually no work, aside from frequent repotting because it's bursting out all over, and it's a beautiful plant.
On the subject of Kinkade, I heard Ralph Bakshi tell a great story about him at Comic-Con last year having to do with his film Fire and Ice, which he worked on with Frank Frazetta. From my blog at the time (when the quotes were still fresh in my head);
Painting backgrounds on the movie were a young James Gurney and Thomas Kinkade. Apparently, according to Bakshi, they learned all they knew about painting from Frazetta, which is hilarious in itself. "Kinkade makes a lot of money off garbage now," said Bakshi, at which point the room applauded. "But I will say this for Kinkade; he was the greatest hustler I ever met."
He described Kinkade constantly coming into his office and demanding more money, and they'd get into really heated arguments partly because, as Bakshi said, Kinkade "didn't like Jewish guys from Brooklyn" (Bakshi's a Jewish guy from Brooklyn). Finally, one day Kinkade told Bakshi he and Gurney had to hitchhike across the country. "What d'you mean you gotta hitchhike across the country? We're making a movie!"
But Kinkade eventually wore Bakshi down, and he and Gurney went from town to town getting their pictures in every local paper, talking about the movie and how they were the great artists. When they got back to Los Angeles, Bakshi said Kinkade, "told me he needed a raise. I said, 'why' and he said because he's famous now."