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One of my neighbor's cats is extraordinarily interested in my apartment. Whenever someone opens the door, this little orange tabby come tearing up the sidewalk and runs through the open door into my living room. The person at the door usually continues to stand there holding the door open until I tell them, "Hey! There's other cats out there! Shut the door or come in!" It happened again today. The maintenance guys were coming around to put in a new furnace filter, and when the guy opened the door Tigger came rushing in. "Nice cat you've got," he said, standing there like a dunce with the door open. "It's not mine!" I followed Tigger, who had run into my kitchen and was sniffing around the table. "Oh," he said. Still holding the door open. "Could you shut the door? Please?" Jaws doesn't know what to make of this. She's very protective of her territory, always pawing at outside cats through the living room window and giving them dirty looks. But when Tigger runs in she freezes, staring at the tabby. I can almost hear her thoughts. "What the... HEY! This is my place!" I corralled Tigger and threw him back outside. The last thing I want is a cat fight in my living room. Why on earth does he always run into my apartment? Fearlessly, I might add. If I were a tiny little cat like him, I would not want to walk uninvited into a house where a large cat lived. Hmph. Cats. And now, since they changed the filter, I have a pile of black dust in my upstairs hallway. Every time those guys come in here they make a mess. A while ago I came home and went upstairs to use the bathroom. I noticed that the trashcan had been moved. Then I realized that the bag was on top of the trash, not holding anything. Investigating further, I realized that my sink (which had been clogged) was empty. I have no idea what they used my trashcan for, but I wasn't happy about it. If they needed a bucket they should have brought one. Even ickyer, the trashcan had been full of... well, used feminine hygiene products. So now I had to clean out the trashcan, picking all the sticky bits off the bottom. Yeech. Even ickyer!, I later found Jaws batting around a tampon applicator tube. I mean, come on! Why on earth did they empty the trashcan, use it as a bucket, empty the bag into the trashcan (and obviously spilling stuff in the process), and then put the bag on top of the trash? Idiots. The maintenance guys here also stink. Well, ok, only two of them really smell. But those two - yeesh! But I know I've talked about this before. And if they plow a big pile of snow onto my car again this year, heads are gonna roll.
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Looking Up In the west-northwest sky in the evening, the brightest star you can see is Vega, a close neighbor at only 25 light-years distance. The next brightest star above it is Deneb, which is at the "top" of Cyngus the Swan. To the left of these two stars is Altair. These three bright stars make up the Summer Triangle. Look for it now before it disappears below the horizon for the winter.
______ of the Day Today's temperature is cold. What happened to the nice Indian Summer we were having?Spinning "Christian Woman" by Type O Negative, off their album Bloody Kisses
Go Somewhere You've seen it. That error that says, "That link is dead/wrong/mispelled. Sorry." Usually these pages are quite boring. The 404 Not Found Homepage showcases the non-boring ones - the funny ones, the scary ones, the interactive ones.Opens a new window.
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