Print Story It's crisis fortnight!
By georgeha (Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 09:58:23 AM EST) dog, shower, living in sin, procreating in sin (all tags)
Dog crisis, second hand existential crisis, vermin crisis, dress crisis, pre-pubescent crisis and the usual budget crisis.

Plus rib success, Dawn Treader, Paranormal Activity, Sillybandz, golf or no golf, happy 15th and less.

It's been a long time since I diarized. I had hopes to bore you all last Friday. It was supposed to be a work holiday, I wasn't in the office, but friends in the upper south had trouble keeping their patched system running, and trouble ftp'ing binary files as ASCII (Note, that doesn't work). Add to that getting thirteen year old ready at the very last minute for a trip to newspaper_girl's family cabin for Memorial Day, and driving all over northern Rochester for playdates and thrifting, and it made for a very busy Friday (and no diary).

The rest of Memorial Day weekend was busier than I liked. Eight year old's bff (the one she went to for a playdate) had a birthday party on Sunday, so more driving around.

Monday night eight year old has her last school exhibition of the year. She has to come dressed in a settler type costume. They're pricey on ebay and etsy, so once again, we made one. We made one about seven years ago for thirteen year old, it got borrowed and never returned. We went to Joann's over the long weekend to buy a pattern and pretty lavender calico fabric. Their patterns were on sale, so I bought a bunch of pirate type ones, too, we're planning on attending the Sterling Ren Fest on pirate weekend.

rib success

I did have some time with our grill (an old Weber). I tried cooking babyback ribs. I declare them a success. I started a fire on one end, briquettes and some chunks of maple, with the bottom vent underneath them open. The ribs went on the other end, with the top vent over them. Convection, see. They were tasty. I should try a brisket next, but there's only two of us that will eat it (thirteen year old might).

Vermin crisis

Vermin have infiltrated the Collective Garden. I've seen a woodchuck, others have seen wabbits, and one night something ate my beans and cucumbers. They've set up a Have a Heart traps, but given there's no shortage of wabbits and woodchucks, and people probably don't want more, it seems ineffectual. I'm sure the PD has silenced rifles and night vision scopes just gathering dust, someone should get out there and kill them. The latest plan (in addition to trapping) is to surround our garden with vermin netting.

Mrs. Ha has racked up more credits from Hard Knock University. She found out that there are big differences between working as a paraprofessional in a doctor's office, with other professionals and paraprofessionals, with set hours and no weekend work, compared to working in a discount retailer with employees earning pennies above minimum wage, shifting hours, and people with sketchy attitudes. The minutes of drama a week are approaching the take home dollars per week, so she's found other work more geared to her interests. No more discount retailer (after today).

Golf or no golf?

Last Saturday we had to go to the western exurb for a baby shower, the same niece that lost her baby 18 months ago. We haven't heard of problems with this one. They're a messed up couple, not married (at least to each other), not working and living in my sister in law's house. The uptight fuddy duddy in me thinks you should be married to each other when you have kids, and you shouldn't have kids if you can't afford it.

While the women were showering, the men were playing golf. I was supposed to be playing golf, but eight year old had a meltdown when we were getting ready to leave, so I missed that. I ended up drinking my PBR pounders during the shower, they weren't bad.

Dog Crisis

Saturday, the dog seemed okay, for an old dog. He could get around, maybe not as quickly as when he was a pup, but good enough for a 13 year old big dog.

Sunday night, after getting the kids in bed, we found him sprawled on the living room floor, panting in a puddle of drool. He couldn't move. I gave him some aspirin and water, and he felt a bit better, and climbed down to the basement.

A similar story Monday morning, the aspirin helps, but he still can't walk.

We took him to the vet Tuesday morning (I took the day off). The vet is thinking it may be osteoarthritis (an alternative diagnosis is abdominal cancer).  We're treating him with pain meds (Tramadol) and a NSAID (Metacam). It looks like the metacam may run us $250 a month. For those counting at home, combined income is down about $600, and expenses are up about $250. Budgetary crisis.

The doggy is groggy, his pain med (Tramadol, will look up later) is making him nearly a zombie. He can stumble around on level ground, but stairs are too much, so we're reduced to carrying him upstairs, downstairs and outside. The vet said he lost weight from three years ago, he was 80, now he's 64 pounds. Good thing, I don't know if I could carry an 80 pound hairy beast that doesn't want to be carried.

The NSAID appears to be helping, last night he was able to go upstairs and come back downstairs on his own.

Media news

I finished the third Narnia book, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader. I liked this one more, I hadn't already seen a movie about it, the snotty cousin shows some personal growth, and it's a travel story.

In other media news, we finished Paranormal Activity, a horror film in the vein of "Blair Witch", amateur video found after a tragedy. It was good, much more suspense than gore. It would have been better if the female lead (Katie Featherston) slept in less than a tee shirt and shorts, she is one actress that doesn't need a few sammiches to look good.

I'm sure it's totally unrelated, but after watching Paranormal Activity, our DVD player stopped working.


The hot new trend among the elementary school set is Sillibandz, animal (and other object) shaped rubber bands. We (the girls and I) ended up driving around to three different stores looking for them Tuesday, they sell out fast. We did get a cowboy pack at the Parkleigh, the last one. I looked around the next morning, too, no luck.

Existential Crisis

Thirteen year old's bff is having an existential crisis, and taking advantage of her close friendship with thirteen year old to be a jerk to her. She's also trying to find a clothing style that fits her, her mom used to dress her in tomboyish New England style (khakis or jeans, a wildlife print tee shirt), but she doesn't want to dress to goth, too tomboyish, too girly, etc. She picks on our oldest for wearing pink (too girly), shopping at Plato's closet (used and too expensive, $8 jeans are not too expensive), wearing new Target clothing, wearing shirts with saying on them, ... . Our oldest is lucky, she's always had a forceful personality and definite ideas about her clothing, she was picking out her outfits at 18 months. Summer can't come soon enough, they need some space.

I did suggest she take her to the bins to shop. The bins are an unsorted thrift store (VoA maybe, Salvo?) in a catacomb like basement in a bad part of town (near Nick Tahoe's old restaurant). They take donations and dump them, unsorted, in 6x6x4 bins. You have to search through each bin, one might find a nearly new sneaker in one, and never find the match. One might also find dirty underwear, but the price is right, 50 cents per article of clothing. If you have the time, it's a very economical way to shop. Wednesday I wore a Columbia shirt from the bins, 50 cents.

In other wife news, Wednesday was our 15th wedding anniversary. There's nothing special planned today (unless my wife surprises me), but we are going to tap and mallet on tonight.

I finished Fellowship. Moria was too spacious, I always had the impression of a narrow, claustorphobic mine, and spacious areas were unusual. Lothlorien was unwordly, but could have used some green. On to the Two Towers.

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It's crisis fortnight! | 17 comments (17 topical, 0 hidden)
a brisket by wiredog (2.00 / 0) #1 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:37:13 AM EST
Those take 12 to 24 hours to do properly.

Earth First!
(We can strip mine the rest later.)

Sounds like a good excuse to stay at home by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #2 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:41:19 AM EST
and tinker.

I just wouldn't want to cook six pounds of cow, and only eat two.

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Poor doggie by MartiniPhilosopher (2.00 / 0) #3 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:43:06 AM EST
Tramadol is better known as "Damitall". Wife has some due to back pain from a few weeks ago. She made the mistake of taking some before eating. It was a bad day. Your doggie may be having similar problems.

Whenever I hear one of those aforementioned douche bags pontificate about how dangerous [...] videogames are I get a little stabby. --Wil Wheaton.

It's something like a narcotic by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #5 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:51:42 AM EST
and if the metacam works well enough, we can decrease his dosage.

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Vermin fencing by ObviousTroll (2.00 / 0) #4 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:49:57 AM EST
Last year I helped my b-i-l dig a trench around m-i-l's garden, and we extended the fence down into the trench.

This year, something still got in and ate all the lettuce. 

An Angry and Flatulent Pig, Trying to Tie Balloon Animals
I favor the subsonic .22 and sniper scope by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #7 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:52:36 AM EST
approach, maybe I should suggest it to the Mayor.

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A pellet rifle should work on the rabbits by lm (2.00 / 0) #17 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 06:04:09 PM EST
Don't know what the laws in you area are though. But a surprising number of municipalities are lenient enough to categorize them as vermin and allow air guns.

My dad just used to keep his .22 rifle locked and loaded by his bed. He took the screen out of his window. Whenever he heard something in the back yard, he just slowly cranked the glass open and popped it a new hole.

Of course, he was the type that didn't give a rip what the police, the neighbors, the militia, or anyone else thought about taking out varmints.

There is no more degenerate kind of state than that in which the richest are supposed to be the best.
Cicero, The Republic
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Sillybandz by ObviousTroll (2.00 / 0) #6 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:52:13 AM EST
I am so lucky to have a daughter who's a proto-goth. She considers anything trendy and popular to be utterly stupid. I asked her what sillybandz were and she just grunted and made a face. 

An Angry and Flatulent Pig, Trying to Tie Balloon Animals
I was hoping some of my teacher buds would by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #8 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 10:58:01 AM EST
confiscate some in their class, but no luck so far.

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thank god by LilFlightTest (2.00 / 0) #14 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 02:33:19 PM EST
i prefer kids who don't just follow the trends. being trendy is pretty expensive.
if de-virgination results in me being able to birth hammerhead sharks, SIGN ME UP!!! --misslake
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Katie Featherston by nightflameblue (2.00 / 0) #9 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 11:20:07 AM EST
Start here, click on the various pic pages. I particularly like the cowboy hat pics, though not for the cowboy hat itself.

Hope she shoots a few more movies before Hollywood gets to her and convinces her to stop eating.

There's supposed to be Paranormal Activity 2 by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #10 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 11:27:45 AM EST
and using the theatrical ending, she can be in it.

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Supposed to be a different couple. by nightflameblue (2.00 / 0) #11 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 11:33:01 AM EST
If the rumors are to be believed. Honestly, she was the only redeeming thing in that movie. I wanted to smash her boyfriend's teeth in.

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I liked their house by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #12 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 11:34:43 AM EST
but the boyfriend, what an ass.

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Oh, and that "expert" guy. by nightflameblue (4.00 / 1) #13 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 12:48:12 PM EST
Been long enough I can't remember what he was supposed to be. I just remember thinking he pretty much said, "yep, yer fawked and I'm dun." Nice job, dude.

But yeah, that did seem like a nice house. Oh, other redeeming quality, that guitar that was in it for like ten seconds looked pretty sweet. They should have shown more of it. Maybe a scene with her wearing the guitar. Only the guitar.

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Fellowship, the movie? Really? by ammoniacal (2.00 / 0) #15 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 02:59:13 PM EST
How was your cryo-sleep? Suffer any ill effects from it?

Also - Pellet. Rifle. Look into it.

"To this day that was the most bullshit caesar salad I have every experienced..." - triggerfinger

I did see it in the theater by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #16 Fri Jun 11, 2010 at 03:02:12 PM EST
now I'm just revisiting it, at home.

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