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March 27, 2009

and a YOUNG WOMAN is MISSING

In case you aren't on this list of people I left hysterical voicemails, don't follow my twitter and/or aren't friends with me on Facebook, Kingsley is missing.


It was a freak accident.


I had the windows open because, for a misty day, it was relatively nice. So, the cats were playing with each other and sitting in the windows and playing on me while I read and sitting in the windows. At one point King was in one window and Coop was in the other and the window King was in decided it had had enough "open" and wanted to close. So, it did. On King. Who ended up smooshed between the window and the screen. Of course, she FREAKED OUT (wouldn't you?) and before I could get to her she busted through the back of the screen and fell out of the window and is now frightened and most likely sitting up on the engine in one of my neighbor's cars.

We saw her a couple of times yesterday, once up under the hood of the car. We tried to grab her but she was too quick. Bugger. So, she's still out there. I left some food out for her and she did eat some (Ya, I measured it and checked.) So, I put the food out at 7 ish, and watched the bowl until I went to school at 8:15. The owner of the car that she had been under sent me a text at 9 saying she popped her hood and King wasn't there. So, sometime between when I left at 8:15 and when my neighbor left at 9, King crawled out from under the car, helped herself to some food (which is good, because she only had breakfast yesterday) and then hid someplace else, that from what I can tell isn't inside my apartment, although the screened window was still open so she could have let herself back in. So,to recap, I'm not at all sure as to where she is now. Maybe I'll go check and see if she's gone back to under the gazebo where she was born, but I just don't see her going that far because she was so scared when we saw her.

Many people have been very supportive and helpful in this process of finding, calming her down and bringing her home. In particular, Carise, who hung out with me after it got too dark to look, brought me a snack because she knew I'd skipped lunch in the search for Kingsley and who helped put up posters. I guess this is the last time I name an anything after Action star and all around Action Hero Steve McQueen. (In case you didn't know, King is actually Kingsley McQueen. Although, after this, I may just start calling her McQueen.) Adding a little strangeness to this (or perhaps, in an effort to keep my sanity), I keep making these little connections that are like, "Oh, this is going to be funny...when I have my cat back."

I have three examples. The first is the title of this post, which is a line from Michael Frayn's Noises Off (That link is to a DVD copy of the film they made of it a while back. Hilarious. It comes highly recommended.) This might be wishful thinking, because in the scene Roger Tramplemain says, "and a YOUNG WOMAN is MISSING" and Vicki comes busting in through a door and is no longer missing. (So, I guess I'm secretly hoping my cat will come swanning out of the closet and say, "Look! I'm here! Did you miss me?")

For example number two, we turn to the heavens. Venus is in retrograde and today is the day that it is, I think its called, in inferior conjunction with the sun and it will drop from the evening sky and reappear as the morning star (and actually cross the face of the sun.) Because it drops from the sky it has this "eclipse-like" energy (if you're into astrology) which means that it can trigger breakdowns or breakthroughs. Get it? Break through? As in King literally broke through the screen and now is out in the world. The universe is great, right?


The last example I have occurred while I was making my "MISSING CAT" posters. I felt a little like Henry Rollins from Shock and Awe when he talks about the burglar that tried to break into his house and his friend started chasing the guy and he called the cops and was like, "Okay, the guy in black. First name: Mike. Answers to: Mike." I felt like putting that on the poster. First name: Kingsley. Answers to: Kingsley. She's not a stray! She's belongs somewhere!

I keep telling myself, this will all be hilarious someday. Hopefully this day, just at a later hour. So, there's a little insight into my brain and how it works. I apparently deal with the inevitable tragedy brought about by simply existing by finding the absurd and hilarious stuff about it. I suppose this isn't really new information, especially if you've known me awhile, but there you go. Right now Cooper and I are holding vigil, keeping are eyes and are noses peeled and I've occasionally gone on little walks of the area shaping Octopodi, King's favorite toy. I'm trying not to have a breakdown myself and keep positive about things. I think I'm keeping it together pretty well. I might make myself lunch and then go on another little walk looking for my fur baby.

So, please wish me luck/keep us in your thoughts/pray for us. We're a new little family, but I think all three entities would agree that we are a little family regardless of our newness and so this is very distressing for all of us.

March 24, 2009

Happy Ada Lovelace Day!

Augusta Ada King (nee Byron), Countess of Lovelace as born December 10, 1819. She was the only legitimate child of George Gordon Byron, the 6th Baron Byron. She married William King, the 8th Baron King and the 1st earl of Lovelace in 1838. (Which made her the Right Honorable Countess of Lovelace.) She died in 1852 at the age of 36 of uterine cancer.

Now, why is all of this important?


Its important because those who know who she is (and I didn't until about a month ago) she is known as the "first programmer" as she wrote programs for the analytical machine that Charles Babbage had not yet built.

How awesome is that?

March 23, 2009

Shopping? Cooking? Cost of food?

So, I'm watching CNN, waiting for the last of the home grown sweet potatoes to finish roasting and I'm watching this piece of Victory Gardens and how people are growing their own veg in an effort to save money. I think they were trying to connect this to Michelle Obama's brand new kitchen garden (Which is obviously where they got the "victory garden" nomenclature as the First Lady's is the first working food garden at the White House since World War II.) I've been thinking about growing some of my own veg this summer. A friend of mine suggested that since I already have the grow lights (for my orchids) I might as well make it an indoor/outdoor garden. This isn't a bad idea. I need to ask my building manager if she'd mind if I had large potted plants (in the corner of the parking lot, maybe?) The large pots would be so that I could move them inside and outside.

There are a number of things that can be grown on a shortened season so that you have a rotating crop that is replanted every three months or so. Many lettuces can be grown this way.

Its a good budgetary thing, being able to provide some of your own produce, because here's my thing: Money should never be a factor when it comes to getting all the nutrients you need. I know that it is, world wide, a phenomenon that people who can't afford to eat, don't. But, at the moment I'm more concerned by being able to afford to eat, just not being able to afford to eat right. That sounds stupid, right? But, when you can get all kinds of crap off of Fast food dollar menus, why spend the money on the fresh broccoli or fish or other lean meat. Especially since the things that are typically better for you are also typically more expensive. Which makes me think of the KFC commercial that says, "Hey, you can't make our bucket meal for what you'd pay for a bucket meal." They show a family flitting around a grocery store adding up the cost of a flour, spices, chicken, corn, potatoes, etc. I think this is a little unfair. I'm a baker. I'm on my second five pound bag of flour. And, with that I've made my own chicken strips, I've made a dozen cupcakes, 2 dozen scones, a dozen blueberry muffins, and lavash. King Arthur (an amazing company) sells their unbleached bread flour in a five pound bag for $4.95. Maybe I'm underselling KFC, maybe they do the math right, but I still think there's something wrong here.

Although, honestly, I have a feeling that the problem I have isn't that the better food is more expensive, but rather that I don't know how to shop to minimize spending and maximize the use of what I've got in my kitchen. Maybe this isn't a good food being expensive problem. Maybe this is a shopping/cooking knowledge problem.

March 09, 2009

I need this.

So, I'm having a "reading and watching movies" day. And, I've just discovered this amazing thing.


This truly is the best of all possible worlds. You hop online, order pizza from Dominos, Twitter that amazing little gadget and pick a movie on Netflix instant. You don't even have to get out of bed.

(Okay, maybe this isn't the best thing ever. Maybe I'm just stoked about not having spent the whole day in the library.)

March 07, 2009

My Frist Foray in Persian Cooking

I got this amazing cookbook for Christmas. Its a Persian cookbook, with wonderful stories and photos (Oh, the photos...) and absolutely unbelievable recipes. And, I say unbelievable because I'm pleasantly surprised by the kinds of combinations that are apparently commonplace in Persian food, but that I would never have thought to put together.


For example, I would never have thought to stuff a chicken with apples, prunes, apricots, onions and garlic. (Sausage and apples and basil, yes. The rest of those things, no.) And, all the jams and pickles and cakes (Cakes!) with dates and pistachios and pomegranate.


In short, I'm in love with this cookbook. Except, I've not cooked out of it before. Can you believe that? I've had it since Christmas, and I've done nothing more than open it an ogle. That is, until today. I'm having people over later for a Potluck style meal in for which I'm making a chicken stuffed with the previously mentioned ingredients, an egg and cheese dip (that is supposed to be served with bread, but I'm going to serve with crackers) and some Lavash bread. That's right. I'm making my own Persian Style bread.

I took pictures of the process, but of course I can't find my card reader at the moment to retrieve them from the camera. Trust though, that the stuff looked pretty good. I think it turned out well. There will definitely be more adventures in Persian food to come!