Friday, July 25, 2003 at 10:31:51 (EDT)

Hey man, I wanna have a fight with you
Mr. Bones has been terrorizing the cats. I think he thinks he's just playing around, but the other cats aren't getting this at all. To them, he's just this dump truck of a cat coming at them at full speed.

Mr. Bones waddles over to Hubcap, who cowers in the corner like a sissy.

Mr. Bones makes his move. Hubcap uses an old Navajo trick of screaming and begging for his life, to no avail.

Mr. Bones spies Decatur and plans to chase her up and down the stairs, despite her hissing and screeching. At least he's getting some exercise.

Hubcap covers his face in shame because despite his macho posturing, he's a big wimp and he knows it. For shame, Hubcap!

Note: No cats were harmed in the production of this blog. A few humans were injured, but for some reason that's okay.

Posted By Jimmy Legs

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Friday, July 25, 2003 at 10:16:53 (EDT)

You know, it's my art
Our pal Sean was getting rid of a couch. We have no furniture. It was a match made in Heaven. Except for one thing: we couldn't get the couch inside the house. Well, we knew it wouldn't fit through our main entrance, so it was taken in through the parlor floor entrance and through the door that leads to my room on the second floor. But it was too long to fit down the inner staircase, so it's been sitting in my room for a week. We discussed other methods of moving it to the living room, including trying to throw it over the fence, taking it through the backyard. But no other option seemed as practical as just cutting the damn thing in half and reassembling it downstairs. So I got out my coping saw and hacked the mother apart.

See more about this fascinating project

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Thursday, July 24, 2003 at 10:04:23 (EDT)

Making nothing out of something
I'm very sorry to hear of James E. Davis' murder at City Hall yesterday. His offices were down in the neighborhood, between Mike's Coffee Shop and that pizza shop on Dekalb. It's a sad incident but what I want to know is, how is it that some nut gets to stroll in with Davis bypassing the metal detectors so he can shoot him and panic the populace? This morning's NPR coverage confirms that nearly everybody who came in contact with the alleged shooter, Othniel Askew, was repeating "He ain't right." Or words to that effect. I can't wait to find out the full story on this clown. Today Bloomberg went through the metal detector, as will everybody who enters City Hall now. Well, duh.

I'm getting a little wary of our country's methods of protecting its citizens. Our response to every problem is to make that specific error impossible to repeat. If terrorists hijack a plane with box cutters, we reinforce the pilot's door and put a better lock on it, we give all the nonterrorists a hard time at the security gate. Some freak hides plastic explosive in his shoe, so (for a while anyway), airport security would check suspicious shoes, usually mine. So now that somebody gets shot in City Hall, they've decided to use the metal detectors that were there already. It just seems so reductive.

On the other hand, when I took my trip last week, I was pleased to find that the airports had dropped a lot of the stupider security methods put in place in the past few years. The self-service check-in kiosks were in full force. Using one if you have no baggage to check takes all of 10 seconds (although as always there were a lot of people making it take way longer somehow). My ID was checked only once while waiting in the security line. Shoes were only checked if they set off the metal detector (is there a plastic explosives detector?). There were no random bag searches in evidence. So then what good were all those things when they first implemented them? It simply gave the impression that the airports were doing something in response to the terrorist acts. Not that it was effective, not that any real terrorists were caught in this ingenious trap. It really only produced annoyance, so I'm glad if they finally dropped it. But it just proves that's all it was, a superficial action.

This whole thing also reminds me: it's not like this has never happened before. Anybody remember Harvey Milk? He was the first openly gay Board of Supervisors member of San Francisco who was murdered by the heterosexual fireman who was a former board member (Daniel White entered City Hall through an open window to avoid the metal detectors). White (who also killed then mayor George Moscone) basically got off easy through the use of the mythic "Twinkie Defense," claiming that overindulgence in junk food made him temporarily insane. He got 7 years. This sparked a riot in San Francisco, which despite the injuries I think is totally understandable. White got parole and committed suicide.

In other depressing news, Jessica Wing passed away over the weekend. Playbill has a nice article about her. She was not a close friend of mine, more a friend of a friend, but even if I didn't know her that well, her death means one less talented person is around to produce music and art for the rest of us schlubs. That's a real loss for everybody.

Posted By Jimmy Legs

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Wednesday, July 23, 2003 at 11:48:00 (EDT)

I came from Planet Claire
My dad pulled me off the plane in San Francisco and next thing I knew I was in his company's office building (the tallest building downtown, whoop dee doo). I hung out with him and my step-mom as they lectured a gaggle of cute young women who had just been hired. My dad suggested that they should keep a budget in an Excel spreadsheet to maintain a list of their expenses. It was so cute; he used to give me the same advice. I really needed some coffee at this point, since I was used to about 60 cups a day after my week in Seattle. I could not impress upon my guardians this one simple, absolute need. They kept talking and talking and asking me "What do you want to do?"

"I want coffee," I said, in no uncertain terms.

Read the rest of this exciting vacation summary ...

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Tuesday, July 22, 2003 at 10:04:12 (EDT)

You give it away like free samples
Here's a rundown of some of what I did in Seattle last week, with what few pictures I remembered to take while I was there. I have to find a way to remember to bring my camera with me all the time. I guess that's why they have them in cell phones these days, though I can't always remember that, either.

Anyhow, this is the first installment. Later I shall write of my trip to California, not because it is interesting, but because I enjoy talking about myself and there is no one to stop me.





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Monday, July 21, 2003 at 16:31:19 (EDT)

People are (still) meat
Just a quick placeholder so I can archive the site. I am back in the sweet bosom of Brooklyn, there is very nearly no place I'd rather be for now. Also I'm pleased to find it not unbearably hot here after all. East Bay California, on the other hand ...

I'm putting together my few meager pictures and copy concerning my time away, but for now I must continue to deal with the fact that nobody really did anything to cover my position while I was away, and so I have a week's worth of backlog to finish today. It's a good thing this stuff is only tedious and not mentally taxing or I'd be one grouchy bastard by this time. Soon follows the meat.

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