It was 116 yesterday. They’re predicting 115 today. That’s the official temperature at the airport, taken fifty feet off the ground or something. Down here in the middle of the concrete, it’s hotter. When I went out to hang up laundry, I could feel the heat radiating up off the baked […]
Archive for July, 2005
ETA major spoilers for POM
It was drizzling when they finished shopping, a fine grey mist that turned the streetlights into watery undersea globes and oiled the pavement underfoot. Matched the current mood pretty well, too. “Been going to Kohlermann’s for years,” Spike grumbled, hoisting a double armful of bags out of the […]
I read the Harry Potter novels and like them, but the amount of hype for HBP, and the hysteria around the secrecy, is getting to me. It’s just a probably-pretty-decent YA novel, not the second coming of Jebus. And as queenofthorns predicted a few days ago, no matter what happens in it, it’s […]
Company potluck barbeque today. I forgot to sign up to bring anything, but there was enough food to choke a horse. I’m still full. I feel sorry for the guy that had to grill the burgers out in the parking lot–we ate inside, of course, since it’s 110+ in the shade. […]
I felt like drawing today, and so, inspired by the recent con photos, I decided I’d do a sketch of Barbverse Buffy and Spike circa the Christmas story. Big mistake. (And spoilers for the Christmas story, on the off chance you’re avoiding it.)
B: You’re not having me wear that, are you?”
Me: Look, […]
You know what it is?
1. I don’t do faith.
2. I can usually see three sides to any question.
This makes it impossible for me to either praise Spuffy or bury it, because I can come up with a convincing argument for or against any interpretation. So I end up arguing with people who […]
So it was Rove who outed Valerie Plame. I don’t think anyone’s much surprised at this. What do you want to bet that Bush will just stick his fingers in his ears and go “Lalalalala 9/11 I CAN’T HEAR YOU!” and that there will be zero accountability for this, as there was zero […]
The Great and All-Powerful Author, aka Barb, is sitting in front of a moderately messy desk, playing Minesweeper and listlessly checking her e-mail. There is a cat asleep on the scanner. A door slams open, and SPIKE storms in and throws the results of the SOS poll down in front of the monitor.
Great […]
Every couple of months I get all maudlin and self-pitying. Just ignore me, and it will go away. (No, not hormones–that was last week. I blame orbital mind-control lasers.) I’ve been totally useless today from going to bed way too late and getting up way to early, but I have […]
Remember how I was worried that the figs wouldn’t set? Turns out, not a problem.
Anyone want some figs?
There’s been another cat hanging around here recently–another black male shorthair, looks to be about six months old, very friendly. We absolutely have no room for a fourth cat, but Kathy’s been feeding him on the […]