* After Dinner Whiskey Hour
Just a couple o' things... the first of which is good news, kinda-sorta. It was two weeks ago when I last provided a kitty update and I feared the worst had happened at that point in time. I'm pleased (?) to report the kittehs are alive and well but seemed to have increased their range... which is to say they're no longer hangin' about the premises of ECMdP. They've increased their number by one, too. Whereas there used to be four kittens there now are five. I know for a fact I could not have possibly missed that fifth kitteh, seein' as how the four of 'em provided me with a couple o' weeks worth o' entertainment. And there were only four... trust me on that.
So where did kitteh number five come from? Ah, sweet mystery o' life... (The pic is a long-lens shot of but one kitty as they seem to have adopted an aversion to me of late. I think they know sumthin'... or sense it.)
I downloaded Pandora for Android a couple o' few days ago and am mightily disappointed. Not in Pandora itself, mind you... which remains the best thing since sliced bread... but in Sprint's 3G network, which doesn't support the Pandora feed well. Which is to say the feed is plagued with drop-outs, which do not occur with any rhyme or reason. Yesterday and the day before I had to quit listening during Happy Hour, because all those damned drop-outs made the feed unlistenable (which Firefox tells me isn't a real word, but I know different). But tonight? The feed worked perfectly and so provided the soundtrack for ADWH. One such tune:
Ah, carry me back to those halcyon days o' the 70s... when I was a sensitive seventies kinda guy, the biggest bennie about bein' so was that I got laid a lot. You may laugh, especially if your name happens to be Morgan, but it frickin' worked. We ain't so sensitive these days, nor do we get laid as much.The words had all been spoken
And somehow the feeling still wasn't right
And still we continued on through the night
Tracing our steps from the beginning
Until they vanished into the air
Trying to understand how our lives has led us there
Looking hard into your eyes
There was nobody I'd ever known
Such an empty surprise to feel so alone
And those lyrics? Too close to home, by half. Still and even, the song evokes the nicest of memories. Very nice.