Some of our ferals
An issue that doesn't get much attention in the feral cat world is what to do with feral cats as they age. There is necessarily a focus on getting the word out about TNR and getting the community to accept it as the only reasonable solution to the feral cat problem, but not much is heard about what happens after that. Read More
I think my windows are dirty on the inside. I didn't think it was possible but it's the only explanation. And it doesn't seem too far-fetched, considering they are the cheapest, whitest, vinyliest windows that almost no money can buy. Thus I believe the seal has broken and schmutz is accumulating between the double-hung panes. After taking a bunch of window-cleaning advice under advisement and still being unable to get the windows clean, this can be the only explanation.
I promise never to write so much about window cleaning again. But when you've spent as much time on it as I have over the past 5 days, you start finding really dumb stuff fascinating.
The result of all my work: slightly cleaner home and a big scab on my head from a tilt-in window that smashed me on the head. I'm trying to convince people that I received the injury while head-butting a Nazi skinhead at a Judge show, but I'm pretty sure they broke up when I was still in high school. Plus no one would believe it anyway.
Next exciting project: cleaning the basement! Well, yes, but there's an interesting reason for fixing up the cellar: my triumphant return to screenprinting! More on that once i move all the cat shelter materials off my worktable.
Extra reference: Paradise Exteriors – Hurricane windows.
ooh i wonder if i still have that apron
Note to self: If I'm ever forced to become a housekeeper (getting increasingly likely), I'll have to be the type that 'doesn't do windows.' I never really understood that until I started a floor-to-ceiling cleaning of the house. Washing windows sucks. It appears that the nearby oak tree has been spritzing the windows with sap (at least I hope that's what this is), coating them with this sticky film on which regular cleaners have no effect. Even the windows that are just 'regular' dirty rarely come out looking fully transparent; years of sloppy paint work has left little drips on the glass, not to mention the inevitable streaking and whatnot that goes with the territory. The result is a window that is slightly clearer than it was before, but I sure wouldn't pay for it. What do we expect, magic? I have a newfound respect for the window-washing industry.
So after several months on unemployment, I am proud to report I am being paid for my time today. I'm at jury duty! However, I have been here all day so far and not yet been called by anyone for anything. I keep wondering if I somehow missed my name or what, but I think if they would repeat it if I didn't turn up when called. I still have 3 more hours in which they might theoretically call me up, so we'll see. At one point they called most of the people who were sitting around me, but my name was not on the list. Maybe they dropped my card. This is all reminiscent of my last attempt at serving my fellow Americans, which resulted in them sending me home after a couple of hours.
Anyway, it's $40 (minus subway fare) for sitting around surfing the web. Which is probably what I would have been doing anyway. I actually got some real work done, too, putting finishing touches on the cover art for the new Motico releases (you may note as well, that the Motico site has received a long-overdue facelift). How long have they been paying $40 for a day of jury duty? It seems like it's been the same since I was a kid. Regardless, it's clearly time to update this amount, if they're going to bother with it at all. Forty bucks is less than one hour of freelance work for a web programmer, right? Who do I talk to about getting a raise for the people?
Eh, I don't really care. I just want someone to tell me to go home. Or decide the fate of some other person. Whichever.
I don't usually talk about movies on my blog, but I figured why not? While I'm unemployed I'm not getting out as much so pontificating on subjects for which I am not really qualified comes naturally (now that's a clunky sentence). Anyway we saw Shutter Island the other day (warning: spoilers!). I love Scorsese movies, even the not-so-good ones. This one had its enjoyable elements but the overall story, with its "surprise twist ending," seems oddly unsurprising. While we were stunned at the ending, it was not because we were shocked by the revelations. We were stunned because we couldn't believe the 'surprise' was the ending we saw. How can it be a surprise when you are essentially told what the surprise will be?
