Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Wordless Wednesday: Mother Cluckers

Ahhh!!! So much better than the large, sad photo of "heritage chicken" on the Fresh Direct truck I saw this morning. "Think of it as the analog to the heirloom tomato," goes the description on their website. OK, maybe when a tomato can look this good in a nautical-themed sweater.

As seen on the Facebook page of Knit and Crochet Now!

If you haven't got a soul...

I had to mute my sound 'cause I'm posting this in a public place, so let's hope the audio's good here…

Monday, February 20, 2012

Meezer Monday: Bingie Wonderland

Happiness is a warm size-XXL donut bed, preferably one with a tail… I took this photo about a week or so ago, and I'm so glad I did. Derrick and Bing spent their mornings and late afternoons cuddled together, with one variation or another of Bing using Derrick's tummy/back/chest as a pillow. I'd be sitting on the bed and forget they were there, and then turn around to see something like this. Heaven in Sensurrround, purr-rumbling in that M-at-the-end-of-Om vibration, draped in creme and toasted almond with a chocolate-mocha center.

I don't want to make this all sad, but dang, am I going to miss bedtime with Bing. Every night, unless it was super-hot and humid in the summer, he'd be waiting there for me at my pillow. I'd have to lift up the covers at the exact right height and he'd hunker down after awhile. Sometimes I'd have to put my arm out so he could use it as a little perch for his paws and/or forelegs, and sometimes he'd just sigh all his weight into me in a spooning sort of way, this total surrender move that meant nothing but i love you and we're safe and happy. I know he'll always be in my heart (phew!!!), but there's something about that sigh that's so deliciously weighty and right-now-in-this-world.


This one's for me, 4:35 to 6:06:

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Wordless Wednesday: Sweater Weather

Seeing Bing in his new sweater, all chocolate and sweet and snazzy and oh so smoothadelic, made me think he should be listening to this next song. But wowie, I'd never heard THIS version:

Bonus: One inspired listener left the following comment after watching Al: "OH MY GIDDY GOD!!! TESTIFY ABOUT LOVE REV!!! I HAVE TEMPORARY LEFT SIDE PARALYSIS AND THIS GOT ME UP AND SHAKING MY BUTT!!!!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Monday, February 6, 2012

Meezer Monday: The Way You Look Tonight (At Least From the Side)

While getting a manicure in my trademark Glitzerland (just one coat) on Saturday, I read in Cosmopolitan that when it comes to men, Nicki Minaj doesn't have a type. "I do like a dope nose profile," she said, further indicating that she prefers it nice and straight.

Hmmm… I wish the article had included some visuals, 'cause I'm not sure I get where the unstraightness would come in. Like she wouldn't like a hook nose that curves down at the tip, or one that wanders off to one side as if it's been broken?

Either way, I think she'd like Mr. D's profile here, though she didn't indicate a preference about gunk in the eye. Because cats have such man-in-the-moon faces, you never think about their profiles as an indicator of personality or overall look, really. 'Cause it's a whole new world when you look at them from the side. Little snorty-lookin' pink nostrils all violin-curvy and, best of all, those close-mouthed Archaic smiles.* Oh, yeah. I do like a dope pink nose profile.

* Dang, all those classes in art history finally paid off!

Commentary for this upcoming vid: This isn't the happiest tribute to Montgomery Clift, who uttered one of my favorite-ever movie quotes. It's not a biggie, so please don't get mad if this is underwhelming, but... in From Here to Eternity, he says to the bartender, "Give her a Coke--big Coke." His delivery floors me--I can't explain. It's all about possibility and love and he likes her so much he wants to make sure her Coke is the biggest it can be, even if it's just a Coke. Maybe love is in the deets, ya know?