We may actually get above freezing tomorrow for the first time this year. We’ve gotten 39 inches of snow already this season which is 15 above what we normally have by this time. 2 1/2 more months of winter…it’s gonna be a long one. Did I mention it’s cold?
Slumdog Millionaire was nominated for best picture this morning. I really don’t give a rat’s ass about such things but it’s really well deserved. I hope it wins. I can’t believe none of the actors were nominated for anything.
I took Casey to the vet for an ear infection this morning. I like her so much more than Kaleb’s old vet. They are also a LOT more expensive.
I hate making up titles for entries so I won’t be doing it anymore.
This is one I’ve been putting off for a few days. My cousin died on New Years Day about 3:30 pm. He’s been dealing with cancer for a couple of years but only recently told people. I have felt nothing; I have no sadness in my body. My mom is beside herself, as is her sister, my aunt, his mom. He was a racist, homophobe, fundamentalist. I spent Thanksgiving with him many years ago and the remarks that came out of his mouth I have yet to forget. It was nigger this, faggot that. These days, I would not have just sat there and put it up with it, but I thought at the time, I would just keep the peace on Thanksgiving. How I’ve changed over the years. He ran off his daughter when she got pregnant and wanted to marry the guy. They went to court to take custody of the baby but lost the case along with contact with their daughter for many years. I’ve been to his church and listened to the small town Southern Baptist preacher preaching as they all agreed with all he said. I don’t think I’ve been in a church since. My aunt asked him to say some words for my lesbian aunt who had just died but he didn’t. He just preached the evils of the gays. I have no sadness, no tears, no nothing. I’ll send a sincere card to my aunt, telling her of my sorrow for her loss because she is a wonderful woman. I won’t say I’m sorry he’s gone.
We finally had a chance to see Milk today. It was really good. I’ve seen The Life and Times of Harvey Milk many years ago but this one went much deeper into his personal life and what drove him rather than just chronicle it. Go see it if you haven’t.
We got another inch of snow today which ain’t much but that’s on top of the nine inches on New Years Eve and the more than two feet we had earlier in December. It’s going nowhere soon either.
People have been talking about how bad 2008 was, but for me, it was much improved. Yea, I’ve lost a lot of money on investments this year but who hasn’t? And I feel fortunate to have a job at a stable company. 2007 was the year I thought I was going to lose my folks and did lose my dog of 15 years. It took a LONG time for me to get over losing Kaleb. We still talk about her but it’s usually humorous. My folks are doing well, especially my mom. I have the best partner ever. So here’s to 2009 only being better.
Still trying to catch up, I had a dream about getting stints put up in my sinus cavities for an experimental surgery, ran all the way to Wal-Mart without even losing my breath, and calling Duncan to pick me up only because I was tired. Another dream involved Eartha Kitt. We were having a big gay dinner party and she was at the head of a huge table. She took off her clothes and had a penis. I’m not only behind on this blog but my dream blog too. Planning to move it to wordpress too but you know how long it took me to convert this…still working on it.
And speaking of Eartha Kitt, did you notice that every gay blog tributed her when she died last week?
It is snowing so heavy right now. We’ve mostly just hung around the house today and enjoyed each other’s company. I think I may go lay on the couch and watch The Bucket List before we have to start clearing the driveway later.
This is me walking Casey this afternoon as she takes off after a snow plow.
Casey finally got to bring a squirrel in the house. She had that thing gutted in about an hour. Okay, so it wasn’t a real squirrel. Tonight while on a walk, she had a chance to make friends (or enemies) with a cat but was too chicken to get too close.
I am getting old, or maybe it’s a bit of dementia. Over the years, I have come to admire Celine Dion. Don’t get me wrong, I will always always always always (did I mention always) hate that Titanic song. In fact, there are several songs. But have you ever just sat there and listened to that voice? Go to YouTube. It just does all this stuff that most can’t do. It’s mesmerizing. What’s to become of me?
On the other hand, I’ve always loved me some Prince music. Prince has always been a bit strange especially since he changed his name to a symbol. Now he has not only come out against gay marriage,
but against gays themselves and everything they are. Dude, I am so done with you. To my pal
Dennis who was probably gay, what would you think now?
Warning, Cute Dog Story: There was a small spot of sun shining in the dining room earlier today. Dog dragged her bed from the living room to the dining room to that one particular spot, dropped it, and laid down. End cute dog story.
Went to work this morning, it was 25 degrees and there were few leaves on the ground. This is from one afternoon.
As exciting as this political season is, we don’t live in any of the districts where the exciting local races are happening. We live in the relatively calm 21st congressional district where the race between Paul Tonko and James Bhurmaster has been pretty mellow and almost free of ads until this week. I wish I could vote for Kirsten Gillibrand in the 20th district because Sandy Treadwell is a sack of crap who takes the public for fools. James Tedisco is running unopposed in our state assembly district but one block away, I want to vote for George Amedore even though I don’t care for him all that much. Mark Blanchfield could have had this election wrapped up but he had to go and pull a quote from Amedore out of context and turn it into a lie. Mark Blanchfield is a liar. Our own mayor even scolded him at a city council meeting for pulling some last minute political budget bullshit. These two guys are allies. I guess I’ll just vote for Paul Tonko, James Tedisco, and Hugh Farley (who is Fred Goodman?) and be happy. Oh, did I mention Barack Obama?
Casey graduated from obedience school last night by laying down for the first time on command, not doing her best command of sit, and winning “best come” award.
The first autumn leaves started falling today and we’re expecting our first hard freeze this weekend. No more shorts, no more open windows, full time hoodies soon, and there’s a rock salt shortage.
State Parole Board member and ex-state lawmaker George “Chris” Ortloff tried to arrange the rape of two young girls at a Colonie hotel Monday through their “mother,” who turned out to be an undercover cop, authorities said Tuesday. Ortloff, 61, was “buck naked” after he showed up at the undisclosed hotel with condoms, lubricants, sex toys and a camera all to meet two “sisters,” ages 11 and 12. Ironically, Ortloff a former Republican assemblyman was an outspoken advocate of tough penalties for sex offenders.
I’m watching the last debate tonight and McCain so far doesn’t seem to have that last spark of spunk that he needed to muster up. I do like this format of debate more than the others so far.
It’s hard to type sitting in the Lazy Boy with a dog who also has her head on the keyboard. I may or may not finish this. Her obedience training is going just swell. Last night, we learned how to make her come when we call. Today, I was in another world and just opened the back door and let her out without thinking. Normally, she would catch sight of a squirrel, run three backyards down, start jumping at a tree and not even think about doing what she was told. Today, she ran three backyards down, jumped at a squirrel in the tree, etc, etc. The difference was, she came on the first call with major distractions. I am super happy and proud. One less crazy point for Casey.
How about some more Casey stuff? We were having a conversation this
week, (not me and Casey but me and Duncan) and mentioned that Kaleb
never would go into the water. I think she knew she would sink like a
hunk of lead. She had no legs to kick with. She would just stand beside
the pool or lake, drop her ball in and whine until you got it out. We
wondered what Casey would do. We learned today she will dive in just to
chase dragonfly shadows and she swims pretty good.
