weofodthignen: selfportrait with Rune the cat (Default)
( Oct. 16th, 2017 12:58 pm)
This fellow appeared on a street corner today.

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( Oct. 15th, 2017 01:39 pm)
We went to the Safeway we still patronize. For as long as I can remember, the store music has been quiet enough that I'm barely aware of it—although when they have a coded announcement the lady always sounds to me as if she's retching. (I think it's the zeroes. I hear "four – uyulp – uyulp.") Today the noise was loud, loud, loud. Every time we passed under a speaker I couldn't hear what the housemate was saying about what to remind her to get, or lost my train of thought about what I needed to find where they had hidden ... It was on the edge of painful.
I missed my mother's birthday! Belated happy birthday, Mummy!
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( Oct. 13th, 2017 09:17 pm)
This morning the dog was bounding around in the yard with a squeaky toy in her mouth, then worrying away at it in the grass stubble. I left the miserable thing in the hallway before letting it back on my bed. Every so often I pull another bit of grass or clover burr out of its matted pelt.
I heard late about the Napa/Sonoma fires; basically not until I got the notification of a bad air day because of the smoke. It was actively unhealthy on Thursday: the sunrise was maroon, there were few other dog walkers or exercisers at the park, and even I could smell it on the wind. Today is supposed to be less smoky but that's presumably because it's forecast to be windy. The pictures look awful, although I am puzzled at seeing it described as the state's worst natural disaster - I think that's still the 1906 earthquake.
I had to remake my bed yesterday, and the poor dog was determined to lie on it while I did so. She was really in the way - until I accidentally trod on one of her squeaky toys. Then she bounded off the bed to pick it up.
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( Oct. 10th, 2017 04:48 pm)
We finally have a trash cart in which the insides seem to be securely connected. They switched it late today, on our next trash collection day, after it had been cluttering up the gutter for 6 days. And it looks to have been lightly used.
The inflatables guy has put out inflatables of witches and pumpkins, but not the scary stuff he used to have out, and so far not the strings of Day of the Dead ornaments he used to run from his trees to the light pole.
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( Oct. 7th, 2017 01:01 pm)
I gave the bush under the kitchen window another trim, so we can once more see out. The dog is enjoying the pretty fall weather and the foraging squirrels. Next door has acquired a bulldog, probably visiting, so the bark fest is even louder.
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( Oct. 7th, 2017 09:43 am)
Had to remove about 20 clover burrs and assorted other plant bits from my bed before I could lie down in it.

The defective trash can has not been picked up.
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( Oct. 5th, 2017 12:18 pm)
Mowed the very patchy meadow in back. The defective divided trash can is sitting forlornly at the kerb - they're supposed to switch it for a new one today.
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( Oct. 5th, 2017 11:39 am)
Quite cool nights, but beautiful sunny days. The moon is full and was washing the backyard in light last night as I went out to locate the dog: she was sitting under the tree intently watching the neighbors' house through the chainlink fence.
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( Oct. 3rd, 2017 11:26 am)
The cool-weather grass is starting to sprout in the area by the back door.

I found a large Scheißhaufen in the dead leaves at the side of the driveway; I'm entirely unsure what species dropped it, but it's gone now.

This time the trash cart ate the lids part of our new trash can. I ran down the street and accosted the driver, who says some of them are defective and we will "just have to call the city" for a replacement. Imagine how thrilled I am.
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( Oct. 2nd, 2017 07:40 am)
When we walked the dog in the park last night, it was deserted. Really eerie, as if the cops had been enforcing the posted closing time, but no cops either, and the streets were quiet, too. It was even quiet on the expressway when the housemate drove me to work (the Sunday bus schedule doesn't work). I asked the co-worker I was relieving what was up and he said it was some football game.
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( Oct. 1st, 2017 09:17 am)
The people who used to do the pumpkin patch and the Yule tree sales at the lot on El Camino that is to be redeveloped have posted big signs on the fence saying they'll now be using locations in Mountain View and Santa Clara. Sunnyvale's loss.
The dog had her stitches out and was cleared for de-coning. She was really reluctant to go into the vet's, and put up a desperate struggle against being taken into the back room, but now she can go in the yard all by herself again, and walkies resumed. I took her for a first morning walk after the housemate went to work, and we pursued many squirrels.
Another bad air day, with a forecast high of 89 (revised down to 88). At least this small heatwave isn't supposed to last long. And I'm still tired enough that I'm able to get to sleep regardless.
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( Sep. 27th, 2017 02:02 pm)
Spent much of my "weekend" keeping one eye on workmen. Of course the poor dog threw up on my bed meanwhile.
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( Sep. 26th, 2017 11:20 pm)
And the fancy new trash can somehow got mucked up by the refuse cart; I found it with the insert ending in the two lids propped against it, and some sort of goo splashed on both.
It's warmer again; I'm going to have to reopen at least one of the windows in my room. The grass in the front yard is merrily growing long, with dandelions flowering amidst it.
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