Weekly Kafka

Happy 1st Birthday Puppy!

I bought him a nice ribbon to tie to his collar, but he was only interested in chewing on it, which was not surprising at the least.

Six things I have learned this week

1. On Facebook, way too many of your friends will ask you to post a note of 25 random things about yourself. Just give in, because then it will be over. (I will say, however, that reading what my friends have to say is so interesting that I want to make a list of my 25 favorite random things my friends say about themselves.)

2. Not moisturizing hands = cracking skin. Ugh.

3. I really like pea soup, as long as it doesn't have ham in it.

4. This is the first winter of my entire life that I have officially been ready for spring to come. I find myself day dreaming about moving to a place that has a more forgiving climate. The whole idea makes me a little melancholy, as I love the snow, and I love Rochester... I have just been too cold this winter, even with all the toasty, cozy fires we have been having.

5. You can indeed force your way through a creative blockade. It might take a while, but you can do it. Just relax and stop thinking.

6. Randomly, when I stick Diet Cream Soda in the freezer at the Desk Job, it starts to grow its own body parts. Including nipples. Disturbing, but admit it... oddly fascinating.

today is a day unlike any other

Today we welcome the new hope, and sweep the cobwebs and dust away.

Congratulations, Mr. President, on not just your new job, but also your ability to transcend race, gender and party issues.

iconic Hope poster by Shepard Fairey

a long winter and it's not yet over

My grandfather, Bumpa, otherwise known as Daniel Meagher Jr., passed away on the first of the year.

Bumpa was Lois' husband; a charismatic dapper man who met my grandmother during WWII when he was the leader of the AirCobras, an Air Force band, and my grandmother was the singer. They had a life together that could have been a movie: both of them beautiful, musically talented, and absolutely, positively head over heels in love with one another.

While it was sad to see him go, it is nice to know that my grandmother has him with her now.



This picture was taken in Chicago right around the time they were married.

So it's been quite a holiday, what with my sizzled computer (still acting up, with no Mac in sight), family visits, and this sad piece of news. I'm glad now that things have settled though and you and I can start having conversations again.

woe is my computer.

I want to throw my computer into the Genessee River. It has been coughing and hacking along, but tonight I believe it bleeped its last pathetic bleep at me. Now, if I had ever been attached to it emotionally, I would be sad, but the truth is that the whole time I typed away on it, my heart was unfaithfully lusting after a mac.

Honesty is the best policy, right?

Well, perhaps my computer didn't think so because we argued and I said some really mean things and it spitefully ate a couple of files. Or rather, made them completely inaccessible. And then began a slow and maddening descent into the realm of Complete Meltdown.

Taunting me is not going to win back my heart, Lenovo. Oh no it's not.

At least all of my scans are safe and sound, backed up six times in a couple locations. Who me? Paranoid? Huh?

So I have no Weekly Kafka as of yet, but I do still have a phat sale going at the shop. Prints are still buy one get a pack of holiday cards free OR buy two prints get the third free.

Rock on, babies. Hopefully I'll have more of the pup up for you soon!

take advantage of me for four days. please.

To celebrate the madness of the start of the official holiday season, I am having an enormous sale in my shop.

Everything is on sale but most prints are 33% off, and there is free shipping to anywhere on every order. Buying one print gets you a 5 pack of holiday cards. Buying two prints entitles you to a third for free.

I also have a new card for you:


I realize that if all of you fabulous people from Australia order stuff, I may eat it on the shipping, but my Etsy shop is relatively new and I need all the exposure I can get. So take advantage already and get someone a handmade gift and save some cash all at once!

Weekly Kafka

Two random Kafka facts for you:
1. He now has a blankie that he carries around. It's his dog blanket that we put in his crate. This weekend he has insisted on going into his crate, grabbing the thing, and parading around with it. He loves it.
2. Kafka loves to lick. Not anything specific, although I have to fight him off and run away once I put on my lotion. He will lick anyone or thing, at any time, regardless of race, creed, color, smell, texture, temperature, etc. etc. etc. He truly is all about equal opportunity. The opportunity to introduce his tongue to everything. on. earth.

Loves to ride in the car and drink coffee (see cup).

And yeah, he's getting big. About 40 lbs and about 5 1/2 months old. And he is immensely exuberant. This evening, my sister and husband and I all watched as he casually leapt onto the top of his big-dog crate. Holy shit. I thought it was going to CAVE IN.


We all yelled, "NO!" and he half slipped off and ducked with his tail in between his legs.

It's alright though, because then his blankie caught his eye and he pounced on it.

(This is his Kong Frisbee, not the blankie, but I think you get the idea.)

Photos are all before the snow came!