Thursday, March 27, 2008

Even Cats Have Disasters

This fascinating article was waiting in my Bloglines this morning, you should read it.
Apparently there are documented steps to help your pets live through a natural disaster! Finally! Do you know how many nightmares I've had that involve a fire/flood/rodent infestation/crazy gun-toting,SVU-inspired psycho and the immense feeling of dread that comes over me when I realize that Molly is trapped inside the house! Too many to count frankly.
Don't judge my dreams.
So while I find it slightly unreasonable to have an extra litter box, litter and food bowl on hand - I do find that some of these tips will help me sleep a little more soundly at night. Or at least allow me to deal with the SVU psycho without having to worry about my little muffin.

Oh, and if you don't want to read the article you at least have to see this pic.
That's right, the author has her cats leashed and in the bathtub during a tornado warning. She definitely deserves a mother of the year award. At least for remembering to bring the camera into the bathroom.

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Wednesday's Wisdom (better late than never): Respect thy neighbors ...even when they are jerks.

respect., originally uploaded by justbadpot.
There's been quite an interesting debate/rant/argument/bare-knuckle fight taking place on my condo's Facebook group as of late dealing with the issue of respect. It all started with a rather innocent comment where a resident asked where the sound of drilling had been coming from that morning. This led to a response where it was suggested that living in a downtown condo meant dealing with some noise, like it or lump it. Fast forward to comments about residents party/music noise levels and the suggestion that those complaining were old fogey's who should move to the suburbs and shut the hell and up and was on.

And there's nothing I love more than a true throw-down.

I'm sure that the conversation will be ongoing and given the fact that the building is a pretty good mix of Ryerson students, young singlites, settled down 30-somethings and old Chinese ladies I'm pretty sure that there will never be a consensus as to what constitutes the ideal decibel level. That being said, there is something to this argument of downtown living. There is a certain amount of tolerance that needs to be reserved for early morning city workers and late night homeless drunks. I'm over it, I'll deal. It took me several months to build up this tolerance but I'm proud to say that I'm there.

What I do NOT have tolerance for is the 4am brain-rattling, homicide-inducing bass thumps of the asshole in the unit above me who's decided that being alive is enough reason for a late night celebration. Don't get me wrong, I respect your right to celebrate and let loose ...but perhaps you (I'm lookin' at you Mr. Asshole of the Bass Thumps) could respect the fact that the rest of us need to haul our sorry alive selves to work... in, oh...let's say...two hours. One of the benefits of living in The Big Smoke is that should you feel the need to get your rocks off at such an ungodly hour there are a number of ungodly places open and available to serve you. So please, I beg of you, go and explore beyond the wall of your living room.

I hear there are some really good acoustics on the far lane of the DVP. Just a suggestion.

Monday, March 17, 2008

St. Patrick's Day: Sponsored by Guinness

Today is the day when all of your liquids will be replaced by that dark, frothy and biting fluid known as Guinness. Or at least that's what the beer maker would have us think.
So in order to celebrate here's a fun Guinness commercial that I bookmarked long ago.

Happy St.Pat's day everyone!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Wednesday's Wisdom: Keep Calm and Carry On

wise words to live by.
from sfgirlbybay etsy shop

Free to be you and me

Clearly I'm a bit behind the times because only now (a week later) am I hearing about this speech from Ellen. I heard about it through one of my weekly podcasts The Daily Purge - hilariously hosted by two gays from Chicago - and it was referenced to during a discussion of the Ben Affleck / Jimmy Kimmel video that came out recently. Admittedly, I projectile laughed at that video and have watched it several times since but I get where Ellen is coming from. I find the whole issue a little difficult to process and I don't know if being straight has anything to do with it.

I know that as a woman I get queasy watching the rape and violence storyline's of Law & Order SUV, I had to leave the room during "Boys Don't Cry" and I didn't get a full nights sleep for weeks after seeing that Farrah Fawcett movie The Burning Bed - don't even get me started on the book.

But I also know that I laugh during the terribly politically incorrect moments of Family Guy and South Park. I have the ability - or at least I hope I do - to have a sense of humour about some of these issues without diminishing their importance or seriousness. And while I might not be able to articulate it, I know when my throat starts to close and my stomach drops that something has crossed the line.

I'm not sure if laughing at Ben Affleck and Jimmy Kimmel is an offense to the gay community but I do know that a kid getting killed for a valentine should be an offense to the whole world.
I don't think Jimmy Kimmel is the one that made an 8th grade boy so afraid of a gay person that he felt he needed to kill. So maybe we should ask his parents, aunts, uncles, grandparents and siblings what they think.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

The Most Ferosh Hot Mess

Um, can I just tell you how much I love that little bitch Christian Siriano? And not just because he has Tim Gunn hooked on saying fierce...although that does have alot to do with it. Plus, I'm not sure if anyone else agrees with me, but I think that Tim had a bit of the hottzies for little Christian. Anyone, anyone? [ps. spoiler alert - don't follow the links if you don't wanna know]

Watch this clip. Die laughing. Or die hating. Either way. Here are some highlights that I'm archiving for future reference.

Oh my god I'm gonna die.
I'd rather buy clothes than a bed.
I've met some fierce bitches.
I'm kind of a celebrity.
She looks like tranny ice queen.
Her dress was just a hot mess.
At the end of the day you help people and their work is still not good.
It's a tranny mess up in here.
This is so tickety tak right now.
I wanted to throw up. Oh god I was so pissed.
Do it like a rockstar.
I'm beast you guys, you just don't know.
My name could be Ferosha Coutura and she sprays girls in the eyes with hairspray.
That's an Erica Ba-don't
Alright bitches, let's go.

Like a candle on a buffet table

I picked up these dishes on my last jaunt through NYC. The CB2 store really is a dream. Now I'll be resigned to shopping through their catalogue :(