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16 Hours

I swear, all my cats do is sleep.

I’ve never seen my cats awake for more than 1 hour at a time. They’re little bundles of energy, who will pounce upon nothing at all and chase after imaginary prey. I know that it’s a normal behavoir in house-bound cats as all that stored energy has to go somewhere. But just as quickly as they can attack little pieces of paper, they can plop down and fall asleep.

They seemingly fall asleep anywhere. I’ve seen my cats sleep on top of plastic bags, under the table, on my couch, on my lap and especially on top of my receiver. The warmer the spot, the more appealing it is. I’ve actually never seen them sleep on the kitchen floor or the bathroom floor, but who knows what they do when I’m away. My cousin installed a web cam in his house to monitor his dog (who’s name happens to be Satchmo) and see what he does while he and his wife are away. His wife tells us that she gets minutely updates about what he’s doing. I thought about the idea, but I don’t have a stable connection. If I ever do, we’ll see what happens.

Sometimes I wish my life were that simple. Nary a worry in the world. I’d wake up my owner 30 minutes before his alarm because I want to be fed. I’d jump on his lap everytime he wanted to read a book/magazine. I’d meow everytime I wanted to be petted and I’d lounge around all day. The biggest choice I’d have to make is whether or not I wanted to take a nap behind the couch, on the couch or in front of the couch.

Now wouldn’t that be nice?

Daily Happenings

I’ve been thinking about creating another blog that is more of a daily log of what’s been happening in my life. This blog that turned into just random tidbits of stuff that I think about. So look for it in the upcoming future!

Parental Advisory

California drivers make me so angry.

To put is bluntly, they can’t drive. Every day, my biggest source of stress is my morning and evening commutes. I’ve even shifted my work schedule to avoid the countless people who should not be allowed to operate anything more complicated than a lawnmower, let alone an automobile. Grrr. I get fustrated just thinking about it.

My biggest pet peeve is people who seem to be unable to find a turn signal. I mean, come on people! How hard is it to fucking signal before changing lanes? I am no psychic. How the hell would I know that you want to enter my lane? Am I supposed to read your mind?

I swear, people here must be stupid or something. They have all this money and somehow they think they own the damn place. I hate people who are yakking away on their cell phones while they’re driving. They don’t pay attention to what they’re doing and I know that I’m going to get hit by one of these yuppie freaks. I’ll admit that sometimes I do it, but usually I’m in the right lane using my hands-free headset. Don’t get me started on all these women driving their SUVs. They’re the absolutely worst.

I’m sorry this is turning into a rant, but I’m just really sick of it. This morning some stupid woman in a minivan almost ran into me when she fucking cut me off without signalling. Now, normally I wouldn’t really care if someone cuts me off. Sure, I’ll yell and get pissed for a while, but sometimes these things happen. But not only did she not signal but the only reason she merged into my lane was to get into the damn carpool lane. Talk about utter stupidity. Makes me wonder if common sense was something she was taught as a child. I bet you her parents are dumb too.

And people think New York drivers are bad. Sure, we may lean on the horn a little bit, but at least we aren’t ignorant idiots who believe that we own the road. We may be rude, but at least we know how to drive.

Vapor Transmission

Fog rules my world.

The definition of fog is as follows:

Watery vapor condensed in the lower part of the atmosphere and disturbing its transparency. It differs from cloud only in being near the ground, and from mist in not approaching so nearly to fine rain.

For as long as I can remember, fog is one of those things that absolutely mystify me (no pun intended). It really shouldn’t since I know exactly what it is. But from the time I was a little boy, I remember being amazed by fog.

Living in NY, fog is no stranger to me. I would run out into the street whenever there was heavy fog and just marvel. I remember looking in one direction at how thick the fog was, run over to a spot I couldn’t see previously and try to look back at where I was. I remember being confused as to why I could still see the same distance as I could before and it wouldn’t be until years had passed before I finally realized why that was.

I remember this heavy fog that settled over Long Island two years or so ago. It was winter break and I was coming home from a friend’s house. It was extremely foggy, and we took my friend’s father’s pathfinder cause it had fog lights. Not necessarily our choice, but the only one we had. Anyways, the fog was so thick that we couldn’t see more than maybe 10 feet in front of us. We couldn’t see the signs on the highway until we passed them. Forget about even trying to read them. But it was amazing. Quiet serenity.

The fog out here is pretty cool too. My apt complex is right next to a creek which is approximately 30-40 feet below street level. Every morning just about, there is a tiny little bit of fog which lingers over the creek in the small valley next to my building. It’s really quite a nice site to see early in the day. It’s like looking at the inspiration for a Bob Ross painting.

I love how fog just sort of rolls in from the ocean. I love how it can blanket an entire city and how it rolls over the hills just to settle in the dimples between them.

Absolutely magical.

Delphi

I have this theory.

As strange as this sounds, I kind of believe in omens. I’m kind of a supersticious person and I believe that what happens to me in the morning will present a picture of what will happen during the day. This is my omen.

I leave for work every morning around 6:45am. I take a set of freeways into work and 17 has metering lights on the onramps. Metering lights are essentially traffic lights on the onramps which sends cars one-by-one onto the freeway which supposedly helps maintain traffic flows. So, in other words, they try to prevent traffic on the freeways by backing the cars onto the neighboring streets.

Anyways, the 17 onramp is one lane off the street, splitting into two lanes before the lights. So normally the cars alternate lanes entering it. I usually pick which ever lane seems the shortest. So, after all this prefacing, my omen is simple.

If I end up going either in front of or behind the car in front of me before the split, then it will be a normal day, since the lights are pretty random as to which will go off first. If I end up two cars or more in front of the car in front at the split, it will be a good day and vice versa.

Silly, isn’t it?