Sunny Sunday

Finally made it back to church, albeit somewhat shaky. I celebrated with a short walk to the levee. Not the river. I was quickly tired. Did get an interesting video.

If you like that sort of thing.

Darkness on the Edge of Midgar

If you've seen my other blogs, you know I write fantasy romance.

Role-playing games are rarely well-developed, story-wise. That's why I love the Final Fantasy series, by Square-Enix. They have STORY. Not always a lot of plot, but plenty of story and lots of characterization.

Unfortunately, as well-developed as they are, there are loose ends. And that's where legions of fanfiction-eers come in.

But I had some very mundane concerns. Nothing lofty like "Snow Fields," just everyday questions that needed answers. My Dragon Lady series, on the right sidebar, attempts to answer those questions within the framework set by Square Enix.


That experiment will end shortly. This week's chapter is a sort of winding down. Our heroine is finally connecting with her long-lost family, some of them. As usual, being a Jenova mutant has its disadvantages. After all, what happens when superpowers interfere with family life?

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Happy Easter

From Ellie and pb.

We informed the girls that we were too sick, and we thought they were, too, to put on Easter Brunch.

11AM brought a doorbell tone and Ellie went ape! First Veggie Girl, and later, Mamma and Poppa Dog showed up to make pancakes and roasted asparagus. They also brought fettucini Alfredo and homemade chocolate covered strawberries.

Lovely brunch, followed by some cellphone antics. Thus the photo, along with some wave files of Ellie being play-vicious. Unfortunately, I don't know how to embed them in Blogger.

With any luck, we can get back to blogging this week.

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Sick as a dog

I'm shaking too much to blog, but I have to have my say regarding the Hon. Spitzer:

Does anyone remember when the worst we could say about our governor was that he probably used Rogaine?

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Hey.

Is anyone else having trouble uploading photos to blogger?

The most beautiful morning this winter, I am stuck in the house with a banger of a cold virus, and I can't upload any of the ice storm shots.

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Goose Butt

I suppose a nice way to put it would be Bottoms Up!

This was a zoomed picture taken with autofocus. I couldn't even see this; it was too far away. The dog was also zooming in on them, so I pointed and clicked, in hopes of getting them as they lifted off to fly away from her. As it turned out, they couldn't have cared less if they tried. I have several shots of these fellows now, and will post some later.

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Yin and Yang

Actually, it's Innie and Pita, my two grandcats, caught napping.
They likely groomed each other to sleep.

Warm, wet ice storm

Let the flooding begin!

Get out!

You. Yes, you.

Put on some gloves, a hat and a scarf, and your warmest outdoor coat. No, not the car coat. The warmer one.

Go outside and walk. Even if you have a cold. Even if there isn't much sunlight left today.

Get out and go for a walk. Take your cane or walking stick, if needed.

This is the time of year that the low light levels of winter begin to do some serious damage. Today there is sun on the East Coast, and it will be gone tomorrow. But I want you to do it all again tomorrow, even in the snowstorm.

Weather is delightfully changeable, and walking is free. It's recession-proof and cheap. And the best medicine for the winter blahs.

UPDATE: walked Ellie to the mailbox during the ice storm. She hated it, but needed it desperately. She's napping now. March 5, 2008

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