Month: April 2011

I don’t use Twitter as often as I probably should (meaning as often as one might expect for a sufficiently wired modern woman). It could be my undeniable post-Spain devotion to Facebook. It could be my inherent distaste for the word “tweet.” Regardless, I giggle a bit whenever Twitter informs me I have a new follower. 140 characters doesn’t suit me. You’re better off coming here and reading the blog.

Anyway, this evening, I was so moved by Baratunde Thurston‘s video that I tapped into Twitter to compose the following

with the hope that he’d see it. The full-on h/t goes to Chez for the find. Here it is:

I went to the dentist this morning b/c I thought I had a tooth on the move. Turns out it’s totally fine, but we did have the following exchange:

Dentist: Are u stressed?

Me: Does anyone answer ‘no’ to that question?

Dentist: Do you floss every day?

Me: Does anyone answer ‘yes’ to that question?

Dentist: Fair enough.

 

Emmy had surgery to remove a couple of mast cell tumors today. Here she is first out of her carrier at home:

Here is she is trying to walk. The back legs refused to cooperate:

Here she is cone-free but still sufficiently miserable:

Vet says she’s got to stay wrapped up for 10 days. We’ll see how long she tolerates being constricted once the pain subsides and the attitude kicks back in.

I just discovered “24 Hours on Craigslist” on Hulu, and besides the fact that it oddly pretends no one’s ever heard of  Craig Newmark, the documentary’s a sufficiently entertaining distraction.

Spent Saturday in the park with a friend’s daughter. She’s ridiculously adorable.