Renegade Roundup (life in the fast lane)

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For those of you with short attention spans, here’s a quick rundown of what’s going on:

  • Tenzing has an ear infection. Like most sick kitties, he’s sleeping a lot. Hard to tell if Edmund’s got the same thing. Took Tenz to the vet, who weighed him and said that Tenzing (little Tenzing!) weighs twelve pounds. I shudder to think what Edmund must weigh, then…

  • Tonight’s meal: chicken piccata. Not bad. Tomorrow night I braise ribs for the wondergeeken.
  • I’ve got to get my chef’s knife resharpened. Once again, I’ve attempted to lop off the tip of my middle finger on my left hand. Silly me—I was sawing down to create 1/8” thick slices of lemon and the knife slipped. Truly sharp knives are much safer. No sawing.
  • I’m procrastinating on getting the new cat.net redesign up. I’m going to come up with an alternate front page for Netscape users, I think. That way Jess and Andy can still read current posts with their browser of choice. After that, it’s just getting all of the filenames changed over from .html to .php, and all will be well.
  • My copy of Lord of the Rings arrived today. As soon as I finish the second George R. R. Martin book (A Clash of Kings) I’ll switch over and finally start reading this series that I should’ve read ages ago.
  • Jeff picked up his graduation regalia yesterday. I’m gonna boohoo like a kid when he gets his master’s degree if I’m not careful.
  • I’m wondering if I’ll ever go back to school to get that literature degree I should’ve gotten the first time around.

    I watched Anna and the King and realized something that I’d forgotten. The Buddhist proverb, Life is about the journey. Not about the destination. I’ve been turning that over and over in my mind since I heard those words.

    I’ve moved quite a few times in the past few years and had to start over more times than I like to think about. Lately I’ve fallen into the rut of thinking, “When I’m out of here…”

    It’s hard to get anything out of the present when all you do is stare blind, cow-like, into the future and promise yourself that it will be better in that mythical “then.”

    Then” seems to be taking its time. So I’m working on “now.”

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