The chicken for gumbo is being thawed. Nope. Didn’t get to it yesterday. So much happening and really, my brain was leaking.
That’s the problem with writing sometimes… the world continues to go on and I’m embroiled in a world of my own. It’s difficult to switch back out. A flag burning video jerked me out and then I ended up in a protracted discussion about why symbols matter. I don’t want to get into another discussion here about it. I don’t like flag burning and I’ll leave it at that. Me, the hard core liberal… yep, but I’ll own that of myself.
Neko the cat however is busy watching bird TV. We have a hell of a lot of hummingbirds and it’s like her NASCAR. They zoom in and around the feeder. Very mean little bastards.
Yoshi and Tam, the other two felines of the house, couldn’t give a rat’s ass about the birds. The dog DID just wake up out of a sound sleep to give a half-hearted woof at the sound of an ambulance siren. Dog needs a shower and a shave. Clipped down is the best way to keep him less rank. Mostly because he goes out and rolls in dead things. Really, the owls in the neighbourhood could do me the singular favour of not horking owl pellets up into the back yard.
Today will be spent writing. I need to leave this world for a few hours. Wash myself into another’s flavour and scents. Wish me luck. It’s always an interesting journey.