May 8th, 2007

Archie Milk

We've Created a Monster

I'm glad that Buddha has warmed up to us, and I do love the little squirt -- but he has become positively needy and it's becoming a problem. He seems to consider any amount of time not spent in my lap being scritched precious moments of his life wasted, and follows me around the house crying whenever I cheese it to do little things like "eat my dinner" or "go to sleep at night". He likes having laurie_robey pay attention to him too, but not with the same insistence that he's latched on to me. We're going to pick up some cat behavior books and we still need to take him to a vet and get more antibiotics for his eye, so we'll talk to the vet about his clinginess, too.

In other news, they've revised my dad's diagnosis -- they're not sure if he has pneumonia or not, but they are sure of a couple of other infections they found along the way and are working on those instead. So he'll probably be in the hospital at least a few more days.

Bah! Stress. :P At least I've got a kitty in my lap to lower my blood pressure.

-The Gneech
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Party Guy

Happy Birthday, kagur!

For your present, here's today's Forgotten English!

Furred; clammy.
--Rev. John Boag's Imperial Lexicon, c. 1850

Furry Day
A dancing festival has long graced the streets of Heston, Cornwall, on this date. The dance, described as a "light kind," was called the "furry" or gathering. George Williamson's Curious Survivals (1923) mentioned this event, saying, "The strange old word, 'furry,' is probably derived from [Cornish] feria, a fair or jubilee. But it has been suggested by several writers on Cornish customs that this dance belongs to a far more remote period than the days of the fairs, and probably had its origin in a Roman festival. In 242 BC, a celebrated Roman courtesan named Flora bequeathed her entire fortune to the people of Rome. ... It is quite possible that the Furry Dance of Helston may represent the Floralia of Roman days, and may have been introduced into this country by the Romans. The dance takes place in the streets, and commences very early in the morning, continuing all day, the dancers going in and out of the various houses and drawing into their midst the persons who are visiting the town."

And then at midnight, the skeletons force the ensorcelled dancers to pass through the Totentanz Gate, turning them into ghastly undead puppets...

Oh, no, wait, that was something else. Sorry.

-The Gneech
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Dads, Cats, and Lots of Doctors

X-rays and blood tests confirm my dad does have both pneumonia and a pair of lower digestive infections, and so is on the proper meds for all of them, as well as tranquilizers which have left him knocked out all day, apparently. We'll be going over there after work to give my mom a break on sitting vigil so she can go eat.

Buddha has an appointment with a vet tomorrow night for a more comprehensive examination and to get more meds for his eye.

I have found a doctor for myself (only been meaning to do that for four years now) and have an appointment next week for a 37,000-mile checkup and to talk about possible allergy treatments.

I don't like the menacingly medical tone events have been taking lately.

-The Gneech