I have a human office-mate for the first time in 8 years. She isn’t much noisier than the fish, so I think I’ll keep her for a bit.

She’s Italian, so far hasn’t complained about the mess, is in no way associated with the mafia and has a high tolerance for bad jokes. I [...]

Bear with me, as I feel a mental wandering coming on. I promise to avoid discussing the merits (or lack thereof) of the spray and pray, or which photo here makes the best appetite suppressant. Hell, I’ll probably even skip the merits of brain lesions . . .
So, let’s focus on the important [...]

Ugh. I have joined the world of lolcats. Poor Frank was just trying to cool off his hindquarters in the dog bowl when Ariel chased him off. Just in case you want to violate my pets with your captions, I’ve made the image a cheezburger link.

If I start twattering, just f*@%*ing kill [...]

The new chick is cute, but constantly yaps. I thought my time with noisy birds was over. Apparently not. She/he/it also takes up too much valuable desk space. I could have more burnt-out light bulbs or another three paper piles where I now have to keep a bird tank and light.

We [...]

My stomach thanks this one for being born early this morning.

We’re still waiting on a name for the last one, so obviously this one is also nameless for now. Good news on the name front, though: Jennie’s decided that the Scottish Gaelic translation of Baa Ram Ewe was too long, so [...]

Makes me nauseous. I am so glad I am not a mama-sheep, hungrily slurping off the afterbirth.

Cute little bugger, but I am squeamish. Stepping back and giving them some bonding-time is in order.

And there we have it, a clean lamb. So what am I supposed to do now? Look under the [...]

Due to popular demand, here are the floofy broon ships. Or fluffy brown sheep, when I’m not trying and failing miserably at a Scottish brogue. So, first the entire herd, in their knee-high glory. I took the pics this morning, and nobody wanted to stand still, so they are all a bit [...]

We drove up Old Topanga Canyon Road, past my first house, past Erik’s old house, past the home of the Strychnine Sisters and on to Red Rock. We almost gave up, the single-lane road crowded in by parked cars and garbage cans, twisting and rutted, and so obviously leading nowhere.

Red Rock is [...]

A few days in Humboldt, enjoying the September weather. Warmer than home, and much more moist. A walk in the woods is an adventure in furry feces. Every pathway is dotted, clotted with turds in various states of decay. Curbing your dogs is not a concept embraced in the mildew-encrusted wilderness [...]