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Now that I have two Bengal cats, when I go into the kitchen unexpectedly, I get twice as many long-faced leopard stares, saying “Why doth thou intrude into Our sovereign kingdom?”

I finally watched the 2008 “The Day the Earth Stood Still.” It’s very pretty—shiny orbs; Keanu Reeves. But I wish he’d gotten to give the little speech at the end about how humanity needs to shape up. I was looking forward to that and would have enjoyed it. Ah well.

The kitten is a surprisingly effective tool for getting the seven-year-old to read. Just ask them, “Why don’t you read this book to the kitten?” and suddenly their ability to concentrate on a book easily triples.

There are some incredibly powerful, empowering women, written by men who see women as lesser.

All I can think is these sexist men wrote empowering women by accident, seeing them as ideas & plot devices, in some cases brought to life by talented actors. Continue reading “Better than the Writer who Wrote Them”

The sky is orange,
The elementary school called,
Cancelling iPad distribution,
So the iPads don’t get covered in ash,
Like everything else is.
This is fine.

We watched Roger Rabbit yesterday, and this morning the neighbors are doing some sort of work on their house involving hammering.

My half-asleep brain kept hearing the hammering as “shave and a haircut” and was convinced they were trying to lure out fugitive toons.

A few weeks ago, a friend observed that I’d been talking about getting a kitten as long as they’d known me, so they’re glad I finally got one. This struck me as odd.

See… I always talk about getting a kitten. Continue reading “Millions of Kittens”

The seven-year-old’s reaction to The Truman Show: “How long would it take to build a dome like that? Months?”

Me: “At least.” Continue reading “The Truman Show”

This will not make sense if you’re not familiar with the movie Sneakers, but…

Every time a website asks me to identify all the squares with crosswalks and then click “verify,” I think: “My ability to identify crosswalks is my passport. Verify me.”

The very first story I ever had published, when I picked up the physical anthology & flipped through, I noticed one of my characters “tipped his hat.”

Implying he was wearing a hat. Which made no sense for the character & setting. But it’s what I wrote. So there the words were.

Continue reading “Being Precious About Words”