My friend and I were standing here – hoping to be rescued by hunky young men.
Ostriches are native to Africa. But, they are “ranched” in Australia. This big guy was more or less contained behind a none too tall fence.
All I have to do is look at this guy and there is zero doubt that birds evolved from dinosaurs. A memory that is hopefully seared in my mind (because I have no photograph) is of a herd/flock of emu spied striding across the nothingness from the Geraldton to Perth bus window.
This blog has been around for years. sometimes I wander back for a looksee:
This morning I am playing around and discover a new WiFi network. Well, of course I try to get into it. It seems to be our “new improved” wifi. I am guessing that I am the only one using the network. And, after my 500 neighbors get on line – well – I am enjoying the wicked great speed while it lasts.
Realized today that I am going to have to learn how to be “retired”. It can not be all that hard. You just stop going to the office. How hard is that? Well, I have cut back to 3 mornings a week. We’ll see how that works. For me. And for Employee Health.
Leisurely day today. I still find it too unpleasant outside. Windy and in the 40’s.
I have a new neighbor. She moved in while I was away and I haven’t seen her. But our website says: She has a piano, folk harp, hammered dulcimer, fretted dulcimer, and autoharp in her apartment. Well, today I could hear little harp-like sounds wafting from her unit into mine. Not really too loud. But disconcerting. “Computer play Pandora Grateful Dead” time.
Deacquisitioned today: nothing. Well, nothing real world. Some digital stuff. But, that doesn’t count
Time to renew my library card – so – I headed out to the library with camera in hand. Figured I would look for signs of spring. Signs of spring were hard to find.
Feeling a little guilty about not joining the other grannies in DC tomorrow for the March For Our Lives. Out of town grannies and kids are staying here today. Our Asylum bus is delivering folks downtown and will pick them up – complete with a box lunch to enjoy on the way home.
But, I decided to wimp out. If I change my mind, I can get there using public transit/feet. But, I am just feeling a little too old. And, I really don’t stand well any more. That is a pretty lame excuse. Props to the sisters who will be on the bus and in the street.
Dinner conversion tonight – My dinner companions wanted John Denver music played in the Alzheimer’s and/or Nursing Units when we get there. If they are playing John Denver – then I ain’t going! Or I’ll take my Bose cans and keep following The Dead. With a little Parrot Head music for Friday afternoons.
The sun was out today. It wind wasn’t blowing too bad. Life is better.
Tomorrow Ray’s magnificent rosemary plant will be moved to my box. Replacing my rosemary plant that didn’t make it through the winter. I don’t know if it will survive – but it will have a chance which is more than it will have in the compost heap. That is where our plants go when we are gone. Come to think of it we go to the compost heap too!
While I was out inspecting rosemary plants, I spied a couple of signs of spring.
Tomorrow the Old Bat Cave will be on the Asylum open house tour. I brushed the OBC up a bit today. And worked on origami bunnies. The older I get the more impatient I get with the hard models. Maybe I should make an effort to do a “hard” model every week and keep doing it until it is no longer hard.
Trying to deacquisition something every day: The Gilbert and Sullivan Song Book – which I picked up from some trashroom to use as origami paper. Well, it made crappy origami paper. Deacquisitioned today.
On Saturday – I collect the mail from my in-house mailbox. The first 3 amused me. As did the slick insert from some cruise line in this morning’s paper.
The was sort of the high light of the day. It is cold and gray again, if it wasn’t for my good friends here – I would be seriously considered just bailing on this joint and moving to an asylum in Honolulu. I really hate gray and cold.
But then – there are my friends…
Big event today was hanging Rosie the Honu on the wall
And, moving Gingerbread the Giraffe all around trying to find the best place for her.
This year I might try to refine my skills at photographing old people. Since I are one. And since we have lots of them here at The Asylum.
I was in bed this morning, noticing the sun rise. Wondering what to do today. The sun was coming in my windows. However, Shamu the Phone said – right on the lock screen – that it would snow at 8:30AM. I don’t believe Shamu. I go down for breakfast – it was 8:20 – and then it snowed…
I enjoyed my breakfast. Came back upstairs. I did all the paper work for a new passport. Most likely my last passport. I hope I need a new one when I am 84 – but, I am not counting on it.
While I was at it, I tweaked a misbehaving MacBook for a friend.
The snow stopped so I bussed it to the post office – mailed off the stuff to the tax guy. It was just too cold to bus/walk to the tax office. And mail was cheaper than Uber. Also mailed the passport stuff off.
Came back home, took some pictures at a little Asylum party for new residents. Had dinner – Petit Filet with Bordelaise Sauce. And, here I am. All ready to cosy down in the Old Bat Cave – which I have to spruce up this weekend for it’s big day on the Open House Tour on Monday. Oh and there is St Paddy’s day – $3 Guinness – tomorrow. And B-Day dinner with the Asylum Sisters on Sunday. (not my B-Day – that was last week)
Got the taxes all ready to take to the tax guy. And, I didn’t do my taxes before sending them to the guy. Doing your taxes before you give them to the guy is sort of like cleaning your apartment before the maid comes. And, I do that too.
The weather on Lizard Island was wrong for snorkeling. But, I did get one OK hour session in on the first afternoon I was there. And, that was a lesson. If you only have 3 days and the weather is less than ideal – do it anyhow – because the weather might be even less ideal later. And, conditions did get worse. But, snorkeling was so great. Even a bad day was fantastic. Heaps of fish, wonderful hard and soft corals, blue starfish, giant clams that you could make close up… And, sharks. Nice little whitetip reef shark creatures. What’s not to love? I would go back in a heartbeat.
Sunrise this morning was about the high point of the day. (well, until a nice dinner with friends – Arctic char and winter squash).
I organized and tried to do the taxes. My taxes have gotten too complex for turbo tax. This is a totally top 2% problem. I shouldn’t complain. As, I am going to finish organizing the taxes. Admit that I can no longer do my own taxes without devoting 2 weeks to “foreign taxes, OIDs, premiums etc” and just trust “the tax guy”. This is not my stuff but rather Carlton’s stuff that is causing this grief. Well, and the tax code. These issues are all on the income side. So, thank you Carlton. I am enjoying the income. And, I will give a pile of it to “the tax guy” to sort out. Carlton – you will remember that I ended up in “Hotel Arlington” AKA Virginia Hospital Center for a week about 13 years ago. That was caused by your taxes.
That is what I did today.
It was cold and windy outside. I tried to go for a walk outside. I failed. But, honestly, I didn’t try that hard.