||[Nov. 27th, 2015|11:55 pm]
The shopping is out of the way for the week, and the grocery stores were only moderately hectic. I got cat food, cat litter, and a pudding ring (not for the cats) from Safeway. The pudding rings were half price, and there were six different kinds, so it took me forever to decide which one to get. I couldn't buy two as even the one is apt to go a bit stale before I can finish it. |
I suppose I could have bought more and frozen them, but pudding rings don't freeze very well even though they are actually cakes, despite their name. They are fairly gooey for cakes, and that is probably why they don't freeze well. Besides which my freezer is already stuffed with frozen pies, so there probably wouldn't be enough room for multiple pudding rings.
Anyway, I also got deals on soup, which is nice this time of year, and some tangerines, which lend the kitchen a festive air (as well as a pleasant fragrance, at least in their immediate vicinity.) Best of all I don't have to go shopping again for another week.
The wind has been kicking up again today, so there's no point in doing any more raking yet. A few walnuts are still clinging to the tree, and as most of the foliage is now gone the squirrels are easy to see when they go after them. It's endlessly entertaining to watch them, and to watch the feral cats watching them. So far none of the cats have tried to catch any of the squirrels. They'd rather chase the leaves swirling groundward with every gust of wind.
I'm not spending too much time in the computer room, as I don't want to spend too much money heating it. I'm trying to confine myself to the living room and kitchen while the cold spell lasts. Letting the rest of the house get cold will probably knock thirty or forty bucks off the gas bill this month. I'm not sure if the television (a nice LED flatscreen) uses less electricity than the computer (a big desktop) does or not, but I might be saving a couple of bucks there, too.
So I'm going into the living room to watch television from under a heap of blankets now. Portia will undoubtedly follow me, as the heater vent in here is now closed and this room is already getting chilly. Another cold day tomorrow. It's likely to be that way for quite some time. Winter has arrived a month ahead of the solstice. I hope it's a wet one. I'd like to see a very green spring next year.
It's cold here, too, ahead of last year anyway. The wind was freezing up on the Space Needle yesterday morning.
Did Portia cuddle with you while you watched tv? Was there an English murder case to solve?
No English people murdering one another on Friday. Thursday, yes, and tonight, yes, but none on Friday. However, I found an American murder and made do with that.
Portia wasn't interested in cuddling until after I went to sleep, and then she curled up against my face again and woke me up tickling my nose with her fur. Obnoxious cat.
Why would anybody go up on the Space Needle in November? The starships are not coming to take us away, and even if they were I'm sure we could be as easily transported from a cozy living room as from any elevated height.
Not sure why, but American murder mysteries lack the English ones' charm. They're less imaginative, or maybe they just lack Miss Marple.
Portia, really. Show some respect!
No, we weren't abducted from up there. Thank goodness, eh? I wasn't wearing the right kind of tennis shoes, I think, or maybe the tin foil hat deflected the UFOs.
That reminds me -- remember when the UFO was attempting to abduct Homer Simpson, who was (iirc) eating a donut, and the tractor beam had to work and work to haul him up? :D
I must have missed that Simpsons episode. If aliens ever abducted Homer he would probably be the last human they'd abduct. They'd just give up on the species: "Nothing to see here. Let's move along."
Fictional American murders do tend to be, well, rather vulgar and common. They are also too often motivated by revenge, a not very interesting motive (the American murderer on the show last night shot a con man who had bankrupted her father, and she blamed him for her father's subsequent fatal heart attack. A far cry from Colonel Mustard in the drawing room with a candlestick.) I prefer murders committed by people who are concealing some deep, dark, shameful secret. Much more interesting intrigue with those.
I was wrong -- it's a hamburger! holy moley
Yes, and characters seem smarter when they have English accents. ;D
Well, something won't let me watch that video. Maybe browser related or my flash player needs updating. I'll take your word for it that it was a hamburger.