Tag: Titan

This has been a rather awful week in the news. Planes and Journalists have not fared well. Our condolences to all. 🙁

In other news, the Golden Gate Bridge is closed until Monday morning. It’s sad for the tourists and a pain in the posterior for commuters, but it’s needed. They’re installing a moveable median barrier to separate the north and southbound lanes. The barrier is needed to prevent head on collisions. There have been many and with more and more people driving while using cell phones, it’s even more necessary. It’s the first closure in more than 25 years and the longest closure in bridge history.

Last week it was boxes. This week it’s blanket forts. If we’re on the bed watching tv or reading, soon will come a paw digging at the blankets. They don’t care if we’re in the middle of a heatwave. They want UNDER the blanket.

And now here’s a beautiful and sweet story about a boy and his dog. It’s a two-hanky story at the very least, but it will leave you smiling.

We’re still working on a whale watching post. However, Lastech has been working overtime and our schedule has been a tad screwball. It’s still coming though.

In the meantime, here are the pointy eared people. I dressed up the pics for the season.

While I don’t have my whale watching pics ready, I did managed to get a pic of a rare sighting. California quails are plentiful everywhere BUT in the city. For the second time in 12 years, I spotted a quail in Golden Gate Park.

Now, if you need a giggle…

Late is better than not at all. Lastech and I managed to go on our whale watching outing yesterday. It was beautiful and wonderful. I’ll didn’t get all the pics I wanted due to 15 foot swells that made it difficult and we have no whale pics, but that’s ok. We got to see them and we’re happy. The boat stayed a very respectful and safe distance away. We were very lucky. I will have some pics to post and stories to tell, though it will have to wait until after jury duty. I have to go to the courthouse tomorrow.

In the meantime, here are the pointy eared people

And now here’s a new-ish Simon’s Cat episode. 🙂

San Francisco has finally had some rain. Some? We had rain, flooding, sink holes and more. Sadly, it’s not enough. According to researchers, this is the worst drought in 1200 years. The city had flooding and so did we. We woke up to find rivulets of water running down our south wall from the front window, through the closet and into the kitchen. The rain was washing down between the new construction and our building. The neighbors and the nail salon got it as well. I was not amused. It’s been fixed, but it should NOT have happened. While I tend to avoid saying much online, our building has serious problems. The landlords have finally started fixing some of it, but it’s still awful here. It’s one of the reasons we haven’t posted all that much lately. It’s not that we don’t care about the blog. It’s that we haven’t been able to get out much.

Anyhow, nuff said. It’s time for the pointy eared people to shine.

To start off, this will be the two faces of Titanescu. The first is what we see first thing in the morning when he’s hungry. He stands on us and leans into our faces. It’s not pretty. He’s a tryant.

Here’s the other face of our tyrant.

Now for the other two. 🙂

Now for the latest episode of Simon’s Cat

Like a Soviet tank in the streets of Prague, Titanescu has trouble maneuvering in litter boxes shared with the other two cats, especially after “contributions” have already been made.
Or maybe he’s OCD.
We heard familiar sounds yesterday, sounds which play an ominous soundtrack when arranged together, like the Devil’s Galop. Pellets exploding from the litter box and clattering on the hardwood floor like filthy rain.
A body, landing hard on its feet, clawing at the floor, followed by the hollow thump of another landing, this time in the bathtub. The frantic scratching of the enamel.

What on Ceiling Cat’s green Earth?

Rhuda-an made it to the bathroom just in time to watch Titanescu fixing his death stare upon her as he finished dropping the kids off at the pool.
The second he was done, he leapt out of the tub and skittered out furiously towards the kitchen.
Apparently he’d made a first deposit in the litter box, found it crowded and hurled elsewhere, anywhere, to complete his “movement”.
Titanescu’s version of Angry Birds is that if there aren’t enough unsoiled pellets in the box, he will throw himself at the tub to bake his cake.

The tub. Where humans clean themselves. That’s a message…

Note from Rudha-an: The pellets referred to is Feline Pine. I get the pellets as I don’t like the scoopable version.