With a Pen (Friday, July 23, 2006 - Transcribed)
I am writing this on a pad of yellow paper. With a pen. It's not yet 10 p.m., and I'm in Napa house and cat-sitting for friends. There's a heat wave driving the temperature into the triple digits, with no sign of it letting up (or down, as the case may be) over the weekend. I am wearing shorts for the first time since leaving Florida. Napa feels like more than just a ferry ride away from San Francisco.
Just now I saw a typo and my right pinky finger twitched towards where the backspace key would be. Then I realized how infrequently I write. With a pen.
I'm in a house that has no air-conditioning or fans. I'm a little bit hot. And by a little bit, I mean a lot. My plan is to sleep in the bathtub with cold water running.
My friend left me the key to her car - Napa is spread out. Wine country and all. I couldn't resist, and even though it was dark out and I don't know how to get anywhere, I took the car for a spin. I hadn't driven in about a year. It's just like riding a bike, but easier. So much fun! As soon as I managed to pull off the driveway without bottoming out, I was fully confident.
As I sit here now, there is a cat laying on the coffee table staring at me. I suppose I do look a little funny, what with my hair piled on top of my head and a SpongeBob Squarepants washcloth on the back of my neck.
Anyway, the driving of the car was great. Little things that seem like no big deal when you have them on a regular basis made me so happy. Putting aside the issue of the a/c in the car, it was nice to listen to the radio while driving. I found a fancy grocery store (they had Boar's Head!) and bought some blueberries and cut-up watermelon ('I carried a watermelon'*). I'm much better at exploring by car than on foot. Maybe because I can cover more distance? I should rent a car in San Francisco and drive around all day.
Why am I blogging on paper with a pen instead of on a computer? Because while my friends do have a computer they said I could use, I can't seem to get it on and working. So here I am. With the aforementioned pen. Clearly I need to become one of those people who takes their laptop with them when they go away.
One of the cats is laying on the couch next to me now. It layed down and showed me it's belly. You dog lovers will know when a dog does that, it means the dog trusts you and is asking you to pet it's belly. But when I went to pet the cat that way, it very gently pushed my hand away with a paw. Twice. I can take a hint. Purring is a good sign, right? But then, what does meowing mean? Maybe tomorrow I can find a local library and look up some cat stuff.**
Meanwhile, the cat and I are playing. With a pen.
*The first person to tell me what that line is from will get a prize. No cheating.
** I didn't find a library to look up cat stuff. We got along swimmingly anyway.
Just now I saw a typo and my right pinky finger twitched towards where the backspace key would be. Then I realized how infrequently I write. With a pen.
I'm in a house that has no air-conditioning or fans. I'm a little bit hot. And by a little bit, I mean a lot. My plan is to sleep in the bathtub with cold water running.
My friend left me the key to her car - Napa is spread out. Wine country and all. I couldn't resist, and even though it was dark out and I don't know how to get anywhere, I took the car for a spin. I hadn't driven in about a year. It's just like riding a bike, but easier. So much fun! As soon as I managed to pull off the driveway without bottoming out, I was fully confident.
As I sit here now, there is a cat laying on the coffee table staring at me. I suppose I do look a little funny, what with my hair piled on top of my head and a SpongeBob Squarepants washcloth on the back of my neck.
Anyway, the driving of the car was great. Little things that seem like no big deal when you have them on a regular basis made me so happy. Putting aside the issue of the a/c in the car, it was nice to listen to the radio while driving. I found a fancy grocery store (they had Boar's Head!) and bought some blueberries and cut-up watermelon ('I carried a watermelon'*). I'm much better at exploring by car than on foot. Maybe because I can cover more distance? I should rent a car in San Francisco and drive around all day.
Why am I blogging on paper with a pen instead of on a computer? Because while my friends do have a computer they said I could use, I can't seem to get it on and working. So here I am. With the aforementioned pen. Clearly I need to become one of those people who takes their laptop with them when they go away.
One of the cats is laying on the couch next to me now. It layed down and showed me it's belly. You dog lovers will know when a dog does that, it means the dog trusts you and is asking you to pet it's belly. But when I went to pet the cat that way, it very gently pushed my hand away with a paw. Twice. I can take a hint. Purring is a good sign, right? But then, what does meowing mean? Maybe tomorrow I can find a local library and look up some cat stuff.**
Meanwhile, the cat and I are playing. With a pen.
*The first person to tell me what that line is from will get a prize. No cheating.
** I didn't find a library to look up cat stuff. We got along swimmingly anyway.
posted by Green at 7/23/2006 09:08:00 PM
8 Comments:
dude...dirty dancing of course! sounds like a fun time!
Ha ha ha. I saw the asterisk and thought, "I don't need that one explained to me. I'm a girl who grew up in the 80s. I've seen Dirty Dancing a thousand times."
Then I read the note and - ooh, trivia - fun... I get to show how smart I am! And both Ladybugg and Sara beat me to it!
Nothing my cats like better than playing with pens...
You have good penmanship.
steve is funny! green, you are funny too
Ladybug, check your e-mail.
Sparkling, I can tell you're smart even though Ladybugg answered first. I'll do another trivia thing again sometime soon.
Steve, thanks!
Jess, I agree that Steve is funny!
Most of my friends would say "Don't encourage him!"
Awww, I can give you lots of tips about cats if you ever need them again. My cat Shauna who passed away two years ago in March was adorable, and we called it "bait" when she would show us her belly. She would stretch out on her back and be all cute and adorable, seemingly begging you to rub her belly and then when you did, she would close her paws all around you and try to nibble on your hand. It was very cute. I miss her a lot :(
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