Ashamed

I have realized that I spelled "non sequitur" wrong in the URL for my blog. My face is scarlet. Latin was never my strong point. Shit ....

Six degrees of

I want to be like Jesse and Seventh Ward, I am bored, and I need something to blog about, so here goes: Six factoids about me ...

1. I can remember the birthday of every single human being I've ever met, including my best friend in first grade
2.) When I was 6, I wrote a novella, still unpublished, about a mischievous squirrel which was titled "Catch that Daredevil!"
3.) I have twice been complimented on my ability to speak fluent English. Once was by an elderly American man on the subway in Munich. He wasn't even embarrassed when I explained that it is my native tongue.
4.) I have seen hundreds of naked Germans, and through this I became aware that circumcision is not common in Europe. I will not elaborate.
5.) In 2001 I was turned down for a job at the "Sedona Journal of Emergence!", a wildly popular publication in which aliens and other-worldly beings and spirits "channel" through lucky humans.
6.) When I was 3, I went through a phase in which I had an alter ego as a dog named Shelly who barked a lot.

The reason for the season

A downtown institution in my hometown, Crown Adult Book Store ("Where fun and fantasy meet"), puts up signs each year with this slogan:

" 'Tis the season for pleasin' "

It's very catchy, no?

Castrati

I am feeling intense guilt about having the Kitten neutered. He also seems very angry with me. I didn't expect such conflict. He still has no interest in food, besides eating a little pumpkin (his favorite food in all the world), but did show slight interest in attacking my palm tree plant. Now he is back to power snoozing (normally, he rarely sleeps, sort of like a feline Fergie).

I think this will require a great deal of therapy in the future, certainly on his part. What kind of lifelong rage will he harbor at his surrogate parent for her having paid to have his balls cut off? I wonder if there is a support group for this ......

valley of

I have returned from a day selling a certain product line to panicked holiday shoppers desperate to get their hands on the goods. I am not going to say what it is, other than it is quite legal. All I will say is that the Bush twins, Jenna and Babs, once received these products.

Keats or Shelley?

Yesterday in the mail I received a Christmas card from the Northwoods (Butternut, Wisconsin, to be exact) which contained this beautiful piece of poesy (that really is a word, I swear):

On this crisp white winter morn,
The special time that Christ was born,
We relax and reflect on the season past,
remembering our visitors down to the last.

While counting our blessings,
We picture your face.
And hope that real soon,
You'll be back at our place.

So until then --
We hope you will hold dear,
Our best wishes and prayers,
for the old and new year!!