An Unpublished Life is Not Worth Living: K's back!!

"Lone Wolf and Cub" have made their way home after two and a half weeks in Eugene ("And there was much rejoicing..." "YAY!"). And, as predicted, they were exhausted. Smokey was sacked out in no time (see left), and K busied herself around the house, until presented with a hot Yakisoba meal, which knocked her out. I stayed up, doing this (this) and that (tending the fire, and trying to watch "The Testament of Dr. Mabuse") until finally shuffling off to bed--it was a full day of chores, including cleaning the gutters ahead of the incipient inclemency, and chopping a nice supply of dry kindling for the wood-stove. Sunday, we're in "ski-lodge mode" with the stove blazing, books (and lots-a-mail) read, and one badly needed haircut acquired. Back to work tomorrow: me, back to The Agents, K, looking for new curtains. We've settled into routines pretty quickly. K. thinks she might have to go back in three weeks. (Oog).
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Bird Architecture 101

In my chores for Spring yesterday, I discovered a couple of items that fall into the "True-Life Adventures on the Rock" category: two bird's nests, which I found fascinating. Bird's nest #1 was built inside a basket of Smokey's toys hanging on a hook on our porch. The nest was actually built INSIDE his small red kick-ball.

We disturbed it too many times, and so said nester (a robin) moved upstairs to the rafters and built its nest around spikes to discourage birds. I wrote about it here. Now, having long been an empty-nest, here's what it looks like--Bird's Nest #2. I find both little marvels of engineering.

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Say, wouldn't you Rather?

As they used to say in Esquire: Why is this man smiling?

What's the settlement, Kenneth?

As a judgement, could it be asked that those embedded
journalists who were more concerned with their invites to K Street parties, with currying favor with White House bullies, with spewing the party line and completely reneging on their duties as the Fourth Estate, have their heads shaved like those folks who had collaborated (or slept) with occupying forces during WWII?

http://www.salon.com/opinion/blumenthal/2007/09/27/dan_rather_suit/

http://mediamatters.org/columns/200709250005

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The Party Abstained

Owing to the early arrival of K, I missed the Walaka-palooza (a satisfyingly full report can be found here), though I was in attendance on Friday for the screening of "Tongan Ninja," which I found hilarious. Inept, but knowingly inept which is important.
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"Miss Moneypenny, what would I do without you?"

Sadly, we're about to find out. The gal who played Miss Moneypenny from Sean Connery through George Lazenby to Roger Moore, Lois Maxwell, has died at the age of 80. She was the last survivor of the Big 3 of "Universal Exports," who were regulars of the Bond series, and she appeared in more of them than only one other person. Know who that thespian is?