Unutterably Silly So what are you doing RIGHT NOW?

[dreams]

Originally Posted by poohbear_nc

THE CRISIS IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Finally .... the missing mousie was located inside my rolled up exercise mat. Stella likes to push it on its side and use it as a tunnel.

Peace reigns again ... for now ...

I think it was all a set-up and she just wanted to have you go crazy trying to find where she hid it.

Originally Posted by wyndslash

right now i'm trying to sign up for singapore's public library for the ebook thingy. it's asking me for my passport number and i'm in a quandary. i know some members didn't give their real number, but it's singapore and i trust them and i'm scared of them

...maybe i'll sign up later xD

My local library wanted my Drivers License. Do they really require a passport number? Don't they ask for any other form of Identification?

[odin]

I'm playing guitar at google. Try it!
--
odin

[wyndslash]

@dreams: nope, just passport number

[montsnmags]

Originally Posted by odin

I'm playing guitar at google. Try it!
--
odin

I took your advice and flew to Google's Sydney office with my guitar. I began playing, just in Reception, and the receptionist called security. I said to them, "But Odin sent me!", and now I am undergoing psychological evaluation.

Thanks for nothing, Odin. That's the last time I take advice from you.

Oh, and welcome to MR.

Cheers,
Marc (who does own a guitar, but has struggled with motivation to begin learning how to play it)

[odin]

Yes I'm new here.

It's Les Paul's 96th birthday today. If you do go to google strum the guitar. I still haven't figured out how they did it.

--
Cheers,
Odin

[montsnmags]

Originally Posted by odin

Yes I'm new here.

It's Les Paul's 96th birthday today. If you do go to google strum the guitar. I still haven't figured out how they did it.

--
Cheers,
Odin

I've actually been to Google a few times today, and clearly I have the observational skills of a tepid bowl of porridge.

Yes, that is very cool.

Cheers,
Marc

[orlok]

Originally Posted by montsnmags

I took your advice and flew to Google's Sydney office with my guitar. I began playing, just in Reception, and the receptionist called security. I said to them, "But Odin sent me!", and now I am undergoing psychological evaluation.

Thanks for nothing, Odin. That's the last time I take advice from you.

And to think I only went as far as my browser...

[Rumpelteazer]

Yesterday the owner of a nearby lunchroom/restaurant came into our store in a panic. They had washed the lamps the night before and were hooking them up again before opening and the fuses kept blowing. My father went with him to see if he could find what was causing the problem and he did.

A normal person would take the glass shade of the lamp and either wash it by hand or in the dishwasher. Then they would dust of the light fitting or clean it with a damp cloth. They didn't. They just took the whole thing off the wall and put it in the dishwasher. And then they were surprised they kept blowing fuses.

My father advised the owner to let the lamps dry out and then replace all the fittings (the part the lamp is screwed into) because the metal inside it rusts quickly. Then the owner got mad that he couldn't get his light back immediately and that my father refused to change all 20 fittings for him (we simply haven't got the time).

[maianhvk]

I'm watching Hanna. The music is good!

[poohbear_nc]

1. Wake up to dawn chorus outside bedroom door proclaiming undying love & imminent starvation - punctuated at intervals by the thump of a large kitten bouncing off the door as she jumps at the door handle.
[yes - you learn the hard way that:
a. cats can't tell the difference between 3 am and 6 am
b. cats don't care if it's 3 am or 6 am
and firmly shut your bedroom door at bedtime]

2. Open door and greet 3 cats joyously, distributing head pats & hugs equally among 3 cats with only 2 hands. Yes, it can be done ... it must be done to prevent hurt feelings and hissy spats.

3. Allow cats to herd self to kitchen, where 3 bowls are filled and placed simultaneously on the floor using only 2 hands [see explanatory note in #2]

4. Monitor sharing/poaching of food amongst said 3 bowls - sort of like playing a shell game using live cats. Kitten attempts to eat everyone's food, and gets most of it.

5. Escape into shower.
[Note: Do NOT allow kitten into bathroom until completely done!]
Ignore thumps of large kitten jumping against the door trying to reach the door handle.

6. Open bathroom door and joyously greet kitten as if you haven't seen her for weeks, nay months.

7. Kitten jumps onto sink and begins drinking from dripping faucet, managing to slip into sink, get all 4 feet and most of her tail wet.

8. Dash into bedroom while kitten is enjoying water sports, and pull on shirt & slacks.

9. Attempt to put shoes on with kitten attached to shoe laces. Attempts to divert her attention by waving the laces on other shoes fail miserably. Tie the laces into some semblance of a bow with a minimum of scratches.

10. Return to kitchen to cook breakfast. Find older cat sitting on your place mat on the table looking at you with a "What's the problem?" expression. Remove cat from place mat, and observe immediate attack on her by the kitten.

11. Open deck door and fill the squirrel feeder to divert kitten's attention. Leave deck door open despite the heat so you can cook breakfast without falling over kitten. Monitor for hissy fights as 3 cats jockey for position for observing squirrels through the screen.

12. Wash dishes with kitten trying to play with the water. Learn to ignore wet paw prints on counter, and wet tail in face.

[Next installment: Brushing Your Teeth With a Plus-Size Kitten]
or
[How much water can possibly be in that small cup that was just knocked off the counter?]

[FlorenceArt]

Originally Posted by poohbear_nc

1. Wake up to dawn chorus outside bedroom door proclaiming undying love & imminent starvation - punctuated at intervals by the thump of a large kitten bouncing off the door as she jumps at the door handle.
[yes - you learn the hard way that:
a. cats can't tell the difference between 3 am and 6 am
b. cats don't care if it's 3 am or 6 am
and firmly shut your bedroom door at bedtime]

2. Open door and greet 3 cats joyously, distributing head pats & hugs equally among 3 cats with only 2 hands. Yes, it can be done ... it must be done to prevent hurt feelings and hissy spats.

3. Allow cats to herd self to kitchen, where 3 bowls are filled and placed simultaneously on the floor using only 2 hands [see explanatory note in #2]

4. Monitor sharing/poaching of food amongst said 3 bowls - sort of like playing a shell game using live cats. Kitten attempts to eat everyone's food, and gets most of it.

5. Escape into shower.
[Note: Do NOT allow kitten into bathroom until completely done!]
Ignore thumps of large kitten jumping against the door trying to reach the door handle.

6. Open bathroom door and joyously greet kitten as if you haven't seen her for weeks, nay months.

7. Kitten jumps onto sink and begins drinking from dripping faucet, managing to slip into sink, get all 4 feet and most of her tail wet.

8. Dash into bedroom while kitten is enjoying water sports, and pull on shirt & slacks.

9. Attempt to put shoes on with kitten attached to shoe laces. Attempts to divert her attention by waving the laces on other shoes fail miserably. Tie the laces into some semblance of a bow with a minimum of scratches.

10. Return to kitchen to cook breakfast. Find older cat sitting on your place mat on the table looking at you with a "What's the problem?" expression. Remove cat from place mat, and observe immediate attack on her by the kitten.

11. Open deck door and fill the squirrel feeder to divert kitten's attention. Leave deck door open despite the heat so you can cook breakfast without falling over kitten. Monitor for hissy fights as 3 cats jockey for position for observing squirrels through the screen.

12. Wash dishes with kitten trying to play with the water. Learn to ignore wet paw prints on counter, and wet tail in face.

[Next installment: Brushing Your Teeth With a Plus-Size Kitten]
or
[How much water can possibly be in that small cup that was just knocked off the counter?]

Can't wait for the sequel! Especially the part where kitten finally manages to reach door handle and open bedroom/bathroom door.

[bjones6416]

I always have to stifle a giggle when somebody tells me, "Oh, I don't allow my cats on the counters." (Or the furniture. Or the table.) I've had cats a LONG time, and I guarantee that this so-called "not allowing" only lasts as long as it takes for the door to close behind you when you leave the house.

When I was a teenager I went to Memphis to stay with my sister and her husband for a couple of weeks. They had this elaborate antique red velvet sofa in the front room, and I was told very firmly that although I could sit on it, the cats were absolutely not allowed on it, even in a lap. The second or third day I was there they had both gone to work and I slept late. When I came down the stairs in the empty house I surprised one of the cats -- sleeping squarely in the middle of the sacred couch.

[poohbear_nc]

Originally Posted by FlorenceArt

Can't wait for the sequel! Especially the part where kitten finally manages to reach door handle and open bedroom/bathroom door.

Your comment reminded me -- last week my partner met me at the door when I got home from work and said "You'll never believe what Stella is doing now! I saw it but I didn't believe it! It scared me!"
Wild images flew through my head: things eaten, broken, hidden, missing cats, missing laptops, etc.
But I calmly replied "Now what?"
Answer: Stella was on the dryer - which is by the back door - and had both paws on the knob trying to open the door [this is the door we go out of for her walkies]. She had obviously observed us turning the door knob to open the door - and was doing her darndest to copy us.

So your wish for a sequel may come true!

[Rumpelteazer]

Originally Posted by poohbear_nc

Your comment reminded me -- last week my partner met me at the door when I got home from work and said "You'll never believe what Stella is doing now! I saw it but I didn't believe it! It scared me!"
Wild images flew through my head: things eaten, broken, hidden, missing cats, missing laptops, etc.
But I calmly replied "Now what?"
Answer: Stella was on the dryer - which is by the back door - and had both paws on the knob trying to open the door [this is the door we go out of for her walkies]. She had obviously observed us turning the door knob to open the door - and was doing her darndest to copy us.

So your wish for a sequel may come true!

Nikita is able to open doors. She jumps up, hooks one front leg over the part of the door handle that sticks out of the door. With her other front paw she pulls the handle down whilst swinging her back legs against the door post to open the door.

Before she was allowed downstairs in the store we rotated the door handle counter clockwise so it was sticking up, that made it harder for her to open the door at the top of the stairs. I put a catflap in my bedroom door because, although she can open doors, she never mastered closing them and when my heater is on all the warmth escapes.

She occasionally opens my sisters door when she is alone and wants to get out but it isn't as flexible as she once was and makes a lot of noise, when we hear her attempts we usually open the door for her.

[poohbear_nc]

Originally Posted by Rumpelteazer

Nikita is able to open doors. She jumps up, hooks one front leg over the part of the door handle that sticks out of the door. With her other front paw she pulls the handle down whilst swinging her back legs against the door post to open the door.

Before she was allowed downstairs in the store we rotated the door handle counter clockwise so it was sticking up, that made it harder for her to open the door at the top of the stairs. I put a catflap in my bedroom door because, although she can open doors, she never mastered closing them and when my heater is on all the warmth escapes.

She occasionally opens my sisters door when she is alone and wants to get out but it isn't as flexible as she once was and makes a lot of noise, when we hear her attempts we usually open the door for her.

Fortunately all our doors have round knobs - which are a challenge. If we had levers, I'm sure she would master those right away! Good thing she doesn't have thumbs!