Geeking out with the Zupe

Zupe as Talosian (ala the original, is there any other?, "Star Trek").

From Zuperfliegen

From Zuperfliegen

Zupe waiting for carousel. We're hoping for renewal! ("Logan's Run")

From Zuperfliegen

ESP study subject.

From Zuperfliegen

Onion head. (I thought this was pretty cute and so you may see something similar come Halloween. We hope the oxygen will be gone about then, too!)

From Zuperfliegen

A Plague of Frogs

From Singles 2011

I've been so busy and blog entries so few (well, none lately) that you'll easily remember this guy.

He is not alone.

We never managed to capture this frog. He disappeared up under the rim of the toilet and we couldn't dislodge him or even find him. That was several weeks ago.

Then came Zuperfliegen.

Kevin stayed with us in the hospital for the first nights. (I was there for 6 nights and Zupe is STILL there -going on week 3 now.) Kevin went home for a couple of nights during my stay to visit with Zelda. On the first of these nights he saw something dark on the floor of the kitchen. "A leaf", he thought. Then, it moved. Light revealed it to be a(nother?) tree frog. He trapped it and carried it to the opposite end of our block and released it.

On Thursday 14th I came home and found another frog in the toilet. It ducked up under the rim before I had the chance to don my frog-catching, pink rubber gloves - let alone call Kevin to see or find my camera.

The next night, I saw a dark shape hopping through the kitchen. I topped him with a plastic take-out container weighted with a not-heavy-enough frog-weight with the intention of taking a photograph once morning came. As you've guessed from my subtle foreshadowing, in the morning the container was empty. I'm not sure if was dislodged by super-frog strength or if he had some assistance, maybe from a certain black dog or more likely the fish stealing monster that lives in my kitchen. (Two more fish went missing during the time I was in the hospital.) Anyway, no frog... no frog photo.

Before we had a chance to leave for the hospital that morning, we did find a dead dried frog in Kevin's office.

So, that's somewhere between 2 and a gazillion frogs in our house. And, it can only mean one thing.

It's Zupe.

I'm not sure if he is the second coming. He's not saying. No wise men...yet. But, he WAS an immaculate conception.

What am I going to do with all this myrrh?

I hope you never change.....

For Zupe - with love from mom and dad.

This one's for you, Zupe

He's Here! He's Here!

From Zuperfliegen

Announcing the arrival of Zuperfliegen "Baadasssss" O'Brien !

Weighing in at 3340 grams (about 7 pounds 6 oz)
and measuring 54 cm (21.3)
with official birthdate of April 1, March 39, and April 8.

We are all well and struggling with lame laptop. Kevin gets kudos for typing a complete report!

Bad Blood.

From Singles 2011

"I'll tell you what, Emmet, reading the Bible for the fuckin' parts is not really reading the Bible."

I've been reading a lot of thrillers, mystery, detective stories lately - but nothing in the prose has given me much reason to pause. This is not to say there haven't been some great page turners.

This line, however, made me smile.

Waiting, waiting, waiting...

Here it is March 37th. How many days can there be in March??

So, while we wait, we run around the city doing things we enjoy and things we figure it might be a while before we can do again - at least with the relative ease we've been used to. Saturday playing cards at the home of friends, Sunday: GOMA, Monday: movie ("Rango" - that's a whole 'nother story - let me just say quickly, do not be fooled by 3 dollar tickets... they are no bargain), Tuesday: see doctor - wait, that wasn't particularly fun, Wed: today - Gallery of Art. Maybe. It is the plan, at least.

In the meantime, I expand. Leaving me with only one piercing question:

Does this black light make me look fat?

From Singles 2011

Uninvited guest

From Singles 2011

In my opinion, I have way too many blog posts about our toilet...primarily because it is always being overrun with creepy crawlies.

All I can say now, is thank god it wasn't a snake or rat.

Yet.

And, you should know, despite our best frog catching pink rubber gloves, we didn't nab him. We don't really know how he got in there - and so we aren't surprised to say we don't know where he's gone to now.

Maybe he's been eating my fish....

From Singles 2011

Look who's blooming: Mt. Cootha

Spending my non-nap time doing things I love - including strolling through the gardens on Mt. Coot-tha with my camera.

Today I learned that camellias and azaleas bloom in Brisbane in April (fall). I will never figure out this world! Are they early? or late? or just different varieties??

My favorite, though, because even I can grow them here, are the sages. I've grown sage since I lived in NC. They're happy ANYWHERE.

Except, it would appear in the above slideshow.

Dreaming

My recent change in shape has inspired many associated alterations. I can no longer reach the back row of glasses on the upper shelves in the kitchen, it takes a concerted effort involving arms, hands, and legs to get up from a squat on the floor - say to auscultate a German Shepard, my legs are shaved in irregular patches and I can only sleep in fits a starts. Getting to sleep, at least initially at night, is easy. But, then I'm up every 30 min or 60 or 120, if I've very lucky, in order to address the pressure of next to nothing in my bladder or just because I want to roll from left to right and, like a turtle, the weight in the middle of this transition requires considerable flailing.

The consequence of all this fractured sleep, beyond my mid morning and sometimes mid afternoon nap, is I'm very aware of my dreams. For the most part they are dreams of struggling, rejections, and anxiety - as restful as my general sleep pattern. This morning, however, I was inspired. I dreamed "Glee" was doing a salute to Laurie Anderson.



Ah, what other wonders will this day reveal?! We have reached our day of expectation!

Happy April Fools!