Here it is, Aug-ember in Washington State. It’s so cold my heat came on last night. It was 81° F on Saturday, and pouring rain like November on Sunday. The Boyo was over for our regular pajama party Friday night, and left here Saturday with a cold. Great, just at the most contagious time, he comes over here. Luckily, I rarely get sick, knock on wood. However, I have a little cough, and a tickle in my throat. Out comes the Vitamin C and the echinnacea.
He showed up again Monday about midnight, and has only been upright about six hours since then. The nice thing about him when he’s sick is he doesn’t bother anybody, just sleeps. I had to wake him up to put some food in him yesterday. Is it really still August?
This weekend is Labor Day, and that means Bumbershoot. I hate Bumbershoot. Not only is it expensive to get into, they play music I hate, but unlike Folklife, I can hear it at my apartment. Looks like it might be cool and rainy this weekend, which will keep some of the problems down, and I’ll have an excuse to keep my windows shut.
It totally amuses me when people like this go on and on about the lazy people on disability, and when you call them on it, they say, “Oh, I wasn’t talking about you.” I’m sure there are a few cheats, but I’m also sure that they are a lot less than the general public thinks they are. Get a clue folks, it’s like talking about the lazy n********, and then turning to Barack Obama, and saying, “Oh, I didn’t mean you, you’re half white.” I’m sure there are bad and lazy people in both camps, but just STFU already.
They have TwitterSnooze so you can block out your long-winded friends occasionally, (or in Raincoaster’s case, minute by minute Tweets from Gnomedex). Do you suppose they could make PoliticalConventionSnooze. Oh, right, it already is. We know how this story ends. Having said that, I keep looking for Michelle Obama’s speech on the tubes, but no luck. Guess I should have tuned into PBS (I don’t have/want cable.)
Although I resisted it for a long time, so far I like Facebook. Mostly because I can do everything there. I have some genealogy stuff on my page, all my books from GoodReads, of course, Scramble, and you can even blog from Facebook. But it won’t walk the dog. Speaking of which, I’d better pretty soon.
Friday is limping less, but I think it’s time to get the doggie aspirin out, so she can be comfortable this winter. She’s arthritic like me. If she was any other dog, and I was any other person, I probably would retire her. Well, for the most part, she is retired. Just don’t tell on us when we go to the grocery store.