St. Paddy's Day!

'Tis St. Paddy's Day, and a lovely day for all of us Irish.....and the Irish wannabes as well, of course. :)

Am I wearing green, do you ask?

Not yet, but I will be.....

What's today's task? Painting more living room walls. The lavender is done....

So what's today's color?

Surely you don't have to ask.....

'Tis GREEN!

May St. Patrick watch over us all: Erin Go Bragh to the lot of ye!

A small rescue.....

Some folks work with rescuing dogs. Some folks rescue cats.

Some rescue eagles......probably someone, somewhere, rescues aardvarks.





It's 72 degrees today. Tomorrow, it will be 33.




It's hard to call taking a scissors to a plant a "rescue", but perhaps the blooms will last longer than they would if they froze....

Today's Quotation.....

"...truth, as my uncle Roger used to say, is just one man's explanation for what he thinks he understands."

--the character Easy Rawlins, Bad Boy Brawly Brown, by Walter Mosley


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I like that. The older I get, the less I believe in the idea of objective truth: we all color what we see based on our experience and expectations far more than we think we do, and that's true even when what's under discussion is a simple chain of physical events.

When we're interpreting human action and interaction, it goes right off the map into subjectivity. Sometimes we're aware of it; sometimes we aren't. But when even physics has no absolute objective truth (observers modify what they observe; Heisenberg's uncertainty principle), then it's impossible for philosophy or religion to do so. Not if they're absolutely honest, anyway.

Another Quotation I'm Contemplating....

Resentment is like taking poison and waiting for the other person to die.

---Malachy McCourt

Fame....?

I know I'm famous.

Only by association, of course. Only the incidental fame that comes when one (or more) of the wildly self-centered exults....

"Lookie what **I** did! Lookie how I got **that** victim!"

I, of course, am playing the part of the victim.







I'm sure it's all over CatNet. Check the message board for "Cabin Fever Entertainments"; there may even be an out of focus webcam shot of me.






"See our housekeeper." (Yes, we're polite, we don't call our human a slave in public.) "See how she notices how adeptly we've batted the entire roll of garbage bags into the washing machine."

"Not once. Not twice. **Three times** she discovers the full roll of kitchen sized garbage bags in the washer and puts it back away. Isn't she smart?"

"Oops. Now see her taking the clean clothes out of the washer to put them in the dryer. FOUR TIMES, MOMMY!!" ("Mommy" is what we named our slave.) "We put the roll there FOUR TIMES!! Watch Mommy pull each water-containing individual bag out of the load! It's right there on MeowTube!"

Wittily yours,

Tondra'n'Sarah'n'Morgan'n'Astra......stars of the IndyCat League!

What kind of tracks are THOSE?

Boy, those are weird looking tracks, aren't they? Got any theories what sort of critter makes those kinds of tracks? Looks like some kind of wild something....but what?





Those are Astratracks. This is what you get when a seven month old kitten joyously runs about trying to pounce the snowflakes as they fall......

Another Quotation that Struck Me.....

Simple things are always the most difficult. In actual life it requires the greatest discipline to be simple, and the acceptance of oneself is the essence of the moral problem and the epitome of a whole outlook upon life. That I feed the hungry, that I forgive an insult, that I love my enemy in the name of Christ -- all these are undoubtedly great virtues. What I do unto the least of my brethren, that I do unto Christ. But what if I should discover that the least among them all, the poorest of all the beggars, the most impudent of all the offenders, the very enemy himself -- that these are within me, and that I myself stand in need of the alms of my own kindness, that I myself am the enemy who must be loved -- what then?

--Carl Jung
(referred to by Brennan Manning in The Ragamuffin Gospel)