Monochromatic Outlook

Scuse Me!  

Warn­ing.… this is 5MB Quick­Time movie, so it might take a while for you to see it. But this was a trade­mark Loofah move. He would reach up and tug at my pant leg just as if to say, ever so polite­ly, “Par­don me, sir, may I have your attention?”

I miss that lit­tle guy a lot. Ozzy does too.… Read the rest

He was only eleven years old.

He had his own song. When­ev­er Queen’s “Mustapha” came on the stereo, I’d fol­low him around singing “Loofah-fa Loofah-fa Loofah-fa Ibrahim.”

When I got home yes­ter­day evening he was lying in the sink. It was kind of sad but also cute. I took his pic­ture there. It’s the last pic­ture I have of Loofah alive:

I feel a lit­tle bit bet­ter today. I think that cry­ing for hours non­stop last night helped.… Read the rest

I’m afraid that Loofah was very very sick. When we got him to the vet his tem­per­a­ture was 97 degrees, which is four degrees low for a cat. He was bad­ly dehy­drat­ed and had bare­ly any elec­trolytes left.

It turns out that he had high­ly advanced dia­betes and prob­a­bly kid­ney fail­ure. Either of those by itself would have meant a $3000 hos­pi­tal stay plus a lot of main­te­nance for the rest of his life – twice-dai­ly injec­tions, pills, and … Read the rest

Well, late­ly Loofah has been los­ing weight. And in the last cou­ple days he’s plum­met­ed. I got home today to find him bare­ly mov­ing, and it looks as though he’s thrown up on him­self. I’ve cleaned him up and he’s very lethar­gic. He’s bare­ly keep­ing his head up on his own and when I moved him from the van­i­ty to the bed so that I could use the basin to shave, he did­n’t take the weight him­self and set­tle in … Read the rest

Fri­day night I came “home” (to P a u l’s place) a bit lat­er than I expect­ed, and it was dark. I think it was about 10pm because I explored Orin­da a lit­tle bit and the last show­ing of the movie I want­ed to see was just about to start and the work­ers at the Star­buck­’s were putting chairs up on the tables. After look­ing around a bit I head­ed on to El Sobrante. I was dread­ing it a … Read the rest

I have to say that I real­ly love that I bought grown-up clothes and that I’ve been wear­ing them. I think I have to throw away every T‑shirt I own.… Read the rest

Due to the music that just came through my MP3 rota­tion, I remem­bered a time about eight years ago. I don’t know if it’s the drunk­est I ever got, but prob­a­bly on my top five list: At a par­ty DJed by DJ Pic­ton I was so drunk that on the karaoke stage I for­got the words to “Why Don’t We Do It In The Road.”

Why don’t we do it in the road?
Why don’t we do it in the road?
Why

Chat­ting with today I real­ized that I had to be dragged kick­ing and scream­ing to some of the best movies I’ve seen all year.

Own­ing Mahoney, Marooned in Iraq, The Dancer Upstairs–these are all movies I would­n’t have seen if I did­n’t have to for a work-relat­ed thing I don’t do any­more, and they’re prob­a­bly the three most inter­est­ing movies I’ve seen this year. I prob­a­bly would nev­er have seen The Hours or Phone Booth either if I … Read the rest

You are at 16^th & Rhode Island, doing some­thing
vague­ly resem­bling busi­ness. You are an art­sy
fart­sy for-the-trade-only yup­pie, and
unar­guably the most evil crea­ture in San
Fran­cis­co.

Where on 16^th Street are you? (San Fran­cis­co)
brought to you by Quizil­la

They got me pegged.… Read the rest

It’s an amaz­ing world we live in. Last night I helped a woman in Tehran rid her com­put­er of the lat­est Inter­net worm/virus. It was a lit­tle bit of a pain because appar­ent­ly Microsoft­’s Win­dows Update soft­ware does­n’t work with pirate ver­sions of XP, which thanks to the trade embar­go is what most copies of it in Iran are. But I’m tena­cious and clever and have a faster con­nec­tion, so I was able to be help­ful and walk her through … Read the rest