Bleeping ‘canes, effing distracted drivers, and cats

A distracted driver, two hurricanes and more storms to possibly follow. Holy cow! I’ve spent the last couple of weeks keeping track of my friends and/or their families that were in the path of these things. Now there are more storms to worry about. Ugh! As for us, we appear to be past the worst of our heatwaves, thank goodness. Along with that, our air quality has improved as well.

As for the effing distracted driver? People need to put down their phones and pay attention to the road. If you need to read a map, pull over. If you need to text someone, pull over. Distracted driving is becoming a bigger and bigger problem. My phone lives in my pocket when I’m driving. I don’t even have it hooked to the bluetooth as I don’t want to answer it. Whoever pings or calls can wait. My life and that of others is more important.

I don’t like driving, at least in the city, but out in the boonies, I’ve no problem. It’s leftovers from an accident back in 2006. Anyhow, I’ve been doing ok with it. I was on my way home the other day though when it happened. I was sitting at a signal waiting for green light when WHAM! She never hit the brakes. I calmly said a bad word, then we pulled over to exchange info. She was young (18-20) and headed home from school. I was patient. She was uninjured and I was fine. Our poor car goes into the shop on Monday for repairs. I think the damage is just to the back bumper and muffler/tailpipes. We’ll know more then. I will have to bite the bullet and get behind the wheel again.

As for the girl, I don’t know that she was on her phone. It’s merely a guess, but I had been stopped for a good 15 seconds before she hit me, so she had to have been distracted by something. Sadly, the car was registered to her parents and I’m guessing that, like us, they’re working class. That makes the loss of the car harder for them. Lord knows what it will do to their insurance rates. I wouldn’t have wanted to be in her shoes when she showed up at home with the car. Ouch.

It’s a ’99 Mercedes. Or it was. I think it’s totaled. Our car looked much better, in spite of the damage.

Now it’s time for the pointy-eared people and the floppy-eared one to shine.

Everybody look right! I mean left…your left.

Miss Jenny Blue Eyes
Titanescue and his resting stinkeye
Tito watching the neighbor

No Pepi! The the other way!

Contrary Pepi

Never mind! You’re all confused.

Jenny and Titanescu

Speaking of confused, I can hear a male Anna hummingbird doing his mating dive outside. The normal breeding season is Dec thru June. Go figure.

Increase your website traffic with


Caturday: Jenny the housekeeper

Rudha-an here. Before we get to the more lighthearted fare involving Miss Jenny and her housekeeping skills, I have something to say. This last week has been an eye opener and not in a good way. Oh, I knew things were bad, but I had hoped for better. It appears that America’s effing Nazis have been given a voice. We need to drown them out by shouting louder than they can. I don’t endorse violence, except in self defense. We cannot ignore them either.

Many people advocate just ignoring them and they’ll go away. They won’t go away. Bullies never go away until they’re forced into it. Stand up and shout. Shout for your neighbors and your friends. Do not be silent. I leave you with these two quotes.

Throughout history it has been the inaction of those who could have acted; the indifference of those who should have known better; the silence of the voice of justice when it mattered most; that has made it possible for evil to triumph. ~Haile Salassie~

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. ~Martin Luther King~

I now return you to Lastech and his story about Miss Jenny’s housekeeping.

Miss Jenny’s housekeeping skills may lean more towards Mrs. Doubtfire than Mary Poppins, but she deserves an A for charming mayhem. After I’d gotten home from work, I unwrapped and balled up the bandage off my foot and left it on my side of the bed before passing out.

Some hours later, still in the dark, I woke up to scratching and thumping. I reached out blindly and touched soft fur and a rather solid body, which triggered some heavy purring. Miss Jenny. Whaaa…? She was batting at something until she picked it up and dropped it on the bed, waiting. Since I’m so well trained by Tito, I half-consciously picked it up and tossed it across the bedroom. She leapt after it and brought it back a few times until I returned to sleep in short order.

Some time later, scratch-scratch-scratch… “Baby no, what are you doing?” Purr-purr… I covered my head with a pillow and went back to sleep. I vaguely remember her stepping and farting around my head, crop dusting as I petted her… Amazing what you get used to, really.

Miss Jenny looking satisfied with her housekeeping

Living with the furry ones, I’m well aware of the need to watch where I step, and that includes checking my slippers before putting them on, a good idea that morning, since cat logic dictates that’s where writing implements belong… I should mention that the balled up bandage vaguely resembled a potato and Jenny loves potatoes.

Miss Jenny very carefully placed the pens in my slippers. The alignment was almost perfect.

And now for the rest of the fur butts

Titanescu with his sleepy stinkeye
Tito looking like he’s about to start chirping
Pepi: Whaaaaaaaaaat! I was sleeping!

Caturday: Arty cats and Costco he11

Costco was hell yesterday with all the back-to-school shoppers. I can handle the crowds. That doesn’t bother me as much. I can handle moms with 6 kids in tow. That’s fine too. However, when the mom with six kids runs into the mom with 5 and they stop to visit while blocking access to more than half of the meat display, I have a problem. There were people trying to reach around them to get what they wanted while the chatty ones completely ignored them. We decided to do the rest of our shopping and go back to that section later. 30 minutes later they were still chatting. I saw people saying “excuse me” while trying to get stuff, but it fell on deaf ears. If I had to make a bet, these people leave their shopping cart in the middle of parking spaces rather than put them in the return stalls. I love Costco, but not the shoppers so much.

Speaking of shopping carts, my other beef is with the people who refuse to push their carts by the handles put there for that purpose. Instead, they walk alongside the cart and pulling it with them. They hog the aisle and they’ve run over Lastech and I more than once. This is a Costco constant.

I think really prefer being a hermit

Anyhow, now to the pointy-eared people and the floppy-eared one. They look artsy smartsy this time because I didn’t have a good pic of Pepi, so I got creative. Then I decided to have fun with the others.

Tito in the window
Miss Jenny has stars in her eyes
The lovely Miss Pepi

That’s it for today. I would love to say it’s a nice day as the weather is good. However, my news feed says otherwise. I really despise Nazi assholes.


Summer: Lazy days and lazy critters

Yes, it’s still hot out and the heat has made us all lazy. I’ll be glad when the season changes and we can turn off the air conditioner and open the door and windows. In the meantime, we live with it. Pepi is snoring. Lastech is snoring. The pointy eared people are lazy and sleeping, but not snoring. I’m not snoring either, but then I’m required to be awake in order to cater to the beasties. I mean, it’s not like they’re spoiled or anything.

On Wednesday, we’ll be celebrating our 8th year smoke free. On August 2nd, 2009 we smoked our last cigarette and never looked back. It wasn’t our first go at quitting, but it was our final one. We don’t miss it.

We didn’t read the whole book, but we read enough. 🙂

Anyhow, back to the lazy critters…

Here’s Titanescu looking anything but lazy. That’s because he just woke up and wanted noms
Miss Jenny being lazy
Tito being lazy and a Pepi photobomb
Yes, even Pepi has been lazy.

While at work, Lastech found a busy bird hunting for a meal

Black crowned night heron
Black crowned night heron hunting for fishy noms

That’s it for today. I’m feeling lazy


Caturday: OMG! We’re finally back

We didn’t exactly go anywhere, but my hard drive (replaced in February) decided to die again. This wasn’t a matter of just slowing down. That’s a memory issue. Nope. This was a I’m-gonna-quit-working-now sort of problem. In fact, the last time I tried to turn on the laptop, I got a message that it was attempting to repair the drive. Ten hours later it was still trying. I decided that whatever killed the first drive was probably what killed the second and so I replaced the entire laptop. Thank goodness for cloud backup.

I mentioned Backblaze after I replaced the hard drive in February. Well, I got to put it to the test. Once I had my new laptop, I downloaded my restoration files. It took me three different unzip apps to get it done right, but I got my most important files back. It’s well worth the $5 a month I pay. If you don’t backup your files to the cloud, you should. Especially if you have photos and whatnot. Ok, nuff said. We’re back and running with gas again.

Now it’s time for the furkids to shine.

Tito looking lovely in black and white
Miss Jenny peeping out from under the sheet
Titanescu looking regal.

We’re always going on about what a tyrant the old guy is with his resting stinkeye and lightning fast paws. Well, you might get the wrong impression when it comes to his size. This is a photo of Titanescu and Miss Jenny. Miss Jenny is a normal sized kitty 10-12 lbs. Titanescu is (as mentioned a while back) 3 lbs of “F&%K YOU”.

Yes, he’s really that tiny

We must not forget Pepi either.

That’s Pepi’s almost-worried look

And this is just a lounging kitty we found behind the Polish deli/grocery

Kitty was trying to stay cool in the shade. Lastech guided me out of the parking space so that I didn’t hit that one or the others that were there.

While the job isn’t always fun, Lastech never gets tired of the view. Here’s a little vid he made and it’s all pics he took while working.

We plan on being back next week provided we don’t melt first. 🙂


Caturday: Fog! and Titanescu’s quest for world domination

Yes, the heatwave is finally over for us and Karl the Fog has returned. We’re all very happy about that. Our little air conditioner just never caught a break. No worries. We’re back to normal now. Well, mostly normal. I caught Titanescu attempting to execute his plot of world domination.

Karl the Fog and pelicans

That’s the fog. Now onward to Titanescu’s delusions of grandeur.

Titanescu plotting world domination. Or maybe he just wants to smack poor Pepi.

Yes, I’m pretty sure it’s world domination. We know he has an evil streak and he beats up on poor Pepi every chance he gets. I had been in a group chat visiting with my Canadian friends when I stepped away from the laptop to grab a cup of coffee. When I returned, I found him typing this.

Sweet Flying Spaghetti Monster! Is he Satan?

It got worse. That was his first comment. This was his second. Now I’m torn between being terrified and giggling my a$$ off.

OMG! Its binary! Were doomed, I tell you.

Well, he IS a tyrant, after all.

As for the others, they don’t take him seriously at all.

Miss Jenny: Birdie!
Tito being coy
Miss Pepi

Summer came early and Pepi has enemies

The Calendar says that summer begins at 9:24 PM PDT. It’s a lie. It’s a horrible lie. Summer began yesterday. Our high was supposed to be 95 (35 c) but it wasn’t. The official high was 100 (38 c). Blech! Today is supposed to be 106 (41 c). Will it be hotter? Who the heck knows? It’s supposed be like this until after next weekend. Yes, summer is definitely here already.

In spite of that, we did managed to take Pepi to the park this week. It was warm, but nice. However, as you may remember from before, Pepi has enemies. These are serious enemies and she feels it’s her duty to get her hackles up and warn them off.

Pepi catching a treat. We were working with her to get her over the fear of her newest enemy

And what is her enemy this time?

Yes, the enemy is landscaping rocks. Go figure. Silly dog

The pointy eared people have no enemies. Correction. They have an enemy that shows up outside at night. It’s a feral kitty that comes out at dusk. If Titanescu sees it, he will growl and snarl. When that happens, I have to quickly close the blinds as he’ll pick a fight with any critter at hand, whether it’s Miss Jenny, Tito, or poor Pepi and he loves to smack Pepi.

Titanescu. As Lastech says, he’s 3 lbs (yes, he’s very small) of EFF YOU!

Thank heavens the other two are lot more calm about things.

Miss Jenny
Our mellow Tito

Lastech took a few pics of the flowers at the pier. He caught them at sunrise.

P.S. As I didn’t get this up as soon as I had planned, here’s the official high for the day.

To leave on a happy note, here’s a condor visiting the man who saved him.



Caturday: Fur butts, docks, and an Instant Pot

When we moved into the trailer, I got rid of all my appliances. I didn’t need a food processor, the blender or even the coffee maker since we use a decanter. Actually, I just had no room and they were all rather heavy. However, I also had friends with an Instant Pot and they rather loved it, so this got me interested. I made a trade for one, trading a TV (too big for the trailer) for my new best kitchen friend the Instant Pot.


This thing is perfect for living in a travel trailer. It requires a minimal amount of food prep, and after that it’s almost strictly switch on and forget. No more back and forth in close quarters, attempting to clear a few inches of work space where inches are at a premium, with a furry crew eager to investigate, if not trip you up… So far, I’ve cooked a chicken, bean soup, a veggie mix and more. Oh, and I chucked the crock pot as this new thing slow cooks too. Given that Lastech has type II diabetes, we’re having to eat healthier. The pot is greatly simplifying things. I started by following recipes while I learned my way around this thing and frankly having fun with it. I’m branching out on my own now. Stew is on the menu this week. 🙂

Now it’s time for the fur butts to have their moment in the limelight. They have all been very busy napping as it’s such serious business. If I’m lucky, I catch them with their eyes open.

Fuzzy wuzzy Tito
Lazy Miss Jenny has the Look of Love
Titanescu. If there were more of him, it would be a Murder of Cats
I think Pepi was watching Titanescu. He likes to show her who’s boss, so he makes her nervous.

Now for a few pics by Lastech. I was going through his photos and I really liked these for various reasons. These were taken at night and very early morning.

Under the pier
The weathered deck
The Buckyball outside the Exploratorium
The morning sun over the Bay Bridge
Sunrays for breakfast

That’s it for this week. See ya later


Caturday: Botanical garden at Tilden Regional Park

I wanted to post this last week, but power outages and other assorted things got in the way. We managed a return trip to the botanical garden at Tilden Regional Park. I’m really glad we got there when we did as we had lovely cool fog hugging the hilltops and everything was still very green. We’ve experienced a heatwave or two since then and the hills are already turning to their summer tan. It’s still beautiful, but I already miss the green color.

First though, it’s time for the pointy-eared people and the floppy-eared one to shine.

Tito and a sunbeam
Miss Jenny doing a sexy dead bug
Titanescu bird watching
Miss Pepi: I’m a good girl!

When we went off to the botanical garden, the hills were still bright green and we had a bit of fog.

View looking back over San Pablo Reservoir (foreground) and the Briones Reservoir, just visible above and beyond it.

The botanical garden preserves and exhibits the native plants of California. According the park website:

Notable among the many specimens that have been brought in from all corners of the state are representatives of nearly all the state’s conifers and oaks, and probably the most complete collections of California manzanitas to be found anywhere. There are also extensive collections of California native bunchgrasses, bulbs, aquatic plants, and representatives of about 300 taxa that are classified in the California Native Plant Society’s landmark study, “Inventory of Rare and Endangered Vascular Plants of California.”

I must inject a quick note. After that trip, we found a beer that got our attention, so we tried it. It was made by a local brewery called Fort Point Beer Company. It was called “Manzanita”.

This beer was amazing and was the perfect beverage to go with grilling.

Anyhow, back to the botanical garden… There were plenty of things to see. We even saw a beautiful butterfly.

Western Azalea – very aromatic
Pretty yellow blooms

I put the rest in a slideshow


Caturday: Cranky sea lions and more power issues

Yes, we wound up with more power issues. This time it wasn’t with us or the park. It was the neighbor. Helpless people annoy me and I have issues with them. I don’t mean helpless in the disabled way. I mean helpless as in clueless and with no desire to GET a clue. Our neighbor had her move-out-move-back-in thing. It was her third and she still wasn’t ready when the tow arrived. She doesn’t know how to unhook the stinky slinky, raise the stabilizers, or turn off the propane. In a year and a half, she’s learned nothing and has made no effort to learn. She’s probably in her 50s and she didn’t want to live with her kids after her husband passed. I think a trailer was a mistake for her.

She was being towed back in when I left to pick up Lastech at the station. When we got home, there was no power. Lucky for us, the heatwave had been the prior week, so it was cooler and survivable. It took me a bit to check on the trailer and make sure we hadn’t blown a circuit breaker. I suspected the issue could be with the power inverter, but I really hoped it wasn’t. Then I walked over to check the meter box. Oh my. My meter and two of the neighbors were off, but the neighbor lady’s was on. I noticed that part of the electrical box cover was on the ground. Hmmmmmmm. When I opened the box, I discovered that three of the four circuit breakers had been shut off. The neighbor lady had hers on. I flipped the other three back on and all was well.

I finally pieced it all together. She came home and deployed one of her two slide-outs. The second one didn’t work. She went out to the electrical box to flip switches, not understanding that slide-outs work on battery power. If she had learned anything about her trailer she would know that. Either she needed to let the battery charge up or it was bad. A repair guy came to work on it and got it running. I like my neighbor, but she needs to get a clue, and soon. Had she shut off our power during the heatwave, it could have killed the pointy-eared people and the floppy-eared one. Can you tell I now have issues with my neighbor? I’m not giving her a bad time about it. I think the park management has already done that. Instead, I’ll just be paranoid every time we have to leave home when it’s hot out.

Speaking of the fur kids…

Tito and Jenny saw something

OMG! What is it?
It’s a giant mosquito! Run!

It wasn’t exactly a giant mosquito, but they thought it was. It was a crane fly.

For those who don’t have them, they’re about an inch long or so.

Titanescu didn’t care. He fears nothing. Especially when he’s asleep and using Miss Jenny as a pillow.


As for Miss Pepi, she and Tito had a little love fest.

Ear bath!

Oh, and about the sea lions. They’re cranky. Very cranky. Especially when surrounded by the harem and offspring. The have their own docks at the pier, but they haul out wherever they like. With males weighing in just short of 800 lbs, they’re mostly left alone. Lastech had to patrol the dock.

I said hey
HEY! Ok, now I’m pissed
Yep, Lastech skeedaddled right on out of there.
Here’s a bull (knobby forehead) watching over his family

One last thing. No picture sadly, but last evening I was sitting next to my window when a very large bird dove into the shrub about 3 feet away. One of the wings actually brushed the window on the way by. It was a hawk. I figure he/she was after the sparrows that sleep in the shrub. It was amazing though. Tito had a “WTF wazzat?” look on his face.

See ya next week if WWIII doesn’t start.