04 October, 2008

It rains in Chico!

Oh joy, oh rapture!
We had a wonderful rainstorm head into town yesterday. It was beautiful. The fragrance alone was enough to turn my day around. Not to mention that it has helped my upper respiratory condition of late.

Last night, we watched a DVD of last year's big hit, "Juno." What a swell movie. Kind of amusing to hear the 16 year old protagonist make up words and phrases in a similar vein as I do. The performances were fabulous and I now understand why Ellen Page was nominated for an Academy Award. Wizard.

Today, The Big Leibowski came over to visit Belle at the door. He is such a sweetheart. He was on his rounds of the neighborhood while it had stopped raining and we called to him from the window. He waddled over and they courted throuh the screen while Don and I oogled and ogled and tried to get a few photos. Later on, we had a nice visit with the other black and white neighborhood cat that we have dubbed Mrs. Leibowski because they are often outside the same house at the same time.

Yes, I wanted the Cubbies to win the NLDS because it's been over 100 years for them and because I would have loved to see the Cubs play the Sox in the Series. Yet, now the idea that I could hear Vin Scully call the game if the Dodgers get in the championship...oh, that would be sweet. The Voice of Baseball has been calling Dodgers games for 59 years!

That would be damn skippy in my book.

02 October, 2008

Doggone it

Governor Palin was credible and very effective.

Ok, folks, ya know, I don't want to dwell on the past either. But ya gotta be sure to not repeat the mistakes of the past. Funnily, enough, I think Mrs. Palin only has the future on her mind. And if she keeps doing her homework, she is gunning for 2012. Palin knows how to work the camera and her Main Street audience.

So it seems that this crud or croup that I have been dealing with just might be allergies. Randomly, a few folks of late have offered comments that many people who first move to Chico have a challenge with the agricultural climate that causes respiratory ailments and such acclimating to the "Chico dust" or the "ammons crop." Someone else mentioned mold or fungus and that immediately pulled the rug out from under me. Literally. Because I had an "aha" that the rug I bought for my office might be a culprit contributing to my ailment. Although Don shampooed the rug when we got it home from the Salvation Army (such a deal!) it continued to have an odor that even my frequent dousing of baking soda could not correct. I kept thinking it was because my office does not have access to fresh air but today as I bent over to retreive a file, the dank smell hit me hard enough to pay attention. The rug has now been removed till I get beyond this health nuisance and can see about getting the rug steam cleaned or replaced.

By the way, welcome to October.

City Slackers

No, I did not misspell the title of this post. Yes, I was playing off of the comedy film title, "City Slickers" about a bunch of...