Waiting for Squirrel

Ezra's chief nemesis is Squirrel, the furry beady little creature who jumps from tree to tree outside Ezra's deck and threatens his turf. Sometimes, he even dares to brazenly run right across the iron deck fence only yards from the apartment door. 

When Ezra spots Squirrel, he goes absolutely bananas, jumping hard against the glass deck door and if it's open, running out to the deck to bark him away.

Ezra also spots Squirrel (he thinks there's only one) out on the street in the front of the house.  He occasionally chases after him and once or twice, he got frighteningly close.

I shudder if Ezra ever got his paws and mouth on Squirrel. I don't care about the spiry rat, but I do worry about what his claws could do to the pup. 

may is not flowers

Staples customer service has already written me back, sending me a link to their green customer service procedures. Very nice except it still doesn't explain why the 100% recyled paper is buried down in the basement.

I have bigger issues to contend with:

1/ the sleep saga continues - went to the top oral/apnea specialist in the city today and being fitted with a mouthpiece to sleep with. apparently, all is to be blamed on my orthodonist from childhood, when my jaw was pushed back. i guess my dad bartering law work for orthidonture wasn't such a good idea.

2/the city is announcing single-stream recycling (no longer have to separate) but I'm the only one apparently who gets why this is such a breakthrough. People seem more interested in vista/mac nonsense when this is something that actually affects most folk.

3/iron man was great

4/report grades are silly

i have never been good at these things so it's important that i continue to make fun of them. of course, if i did well in them, i wouldn't make fun of them but there ya go...

5/linked in

i just hate it. i closed my network. i just can't handle the exposure. go ahead, parasites, link in to me. it will get you no where. 

Yeah, they got that (if you can find it)

Adopting the green bug is harder than it seems.

I go to Staples to buy 100% recycled paper for our home printer, and I have to walk past reams and reams of earth-killing wasteful non-recyclable paper and then go downstairs to hunt for the green stuff. There's a small row of it, which I proudly buy

At the cashier, I gently ask the cashier if they couldn't make it more prominent but he ignores me. (This is only worse than a cashier uptown at a deli I frequent who didn't know the Olympic Games were coming to China this summer)

After Twittering about it, I realize that Twittering is just venting and I can do much more by writing to Staples about it. You can too. Ask them to make the 100% recyclable paper more prominent. They should be leading the effort, not just making token effort.

At the urinal, not looking

While I recently learned in my sleep test follow-up that 'spontaneous arousals' did indeed mean slightly waking up from sleep (and nothing more you naughty voyeurs), my dream state was interrupted much more suddenly seeing that my first AdAge Digital Next blog posting on beloved packets had garnered 0 comments. 

This is, of course, compared to Armano's 14 comments on relationship renaissance and 6 for Daitch's charming 4-year-old and her grandma. Not that I compare but what if I did. What if you do?!?!?

The #1 worry this time of year

Treff reminded me that the #1 worry this time of year (yes, it's a seasonal campaign) is of course:

The angel of death passing by your door, taking the first born.

I have a couple of remedies, however, for those wondering or anxious:

1. Don't be the first born

2. Don't be the second born (back up plan in case the 1st born is adopted)

3. Throw lambs blood on your door (works like a charm)

Happy Pesah.

They're not going the wrong way

So I'm deep into the new season of BSG, and we all knew it was going to happen but for the first time, I sense them coming, no matter what Starbuck says about them going the wrong way. I feel them. Close. 

In fact, sometimes I look at our dog and wonder if he's the final cylon, and they're already here among us. Then, he licks me on the lips and I know he's not. So I turn to Bryan...

Decisions

I am now to be a regular contributor to the  AdAge digital next blog. This now has me wondering (and worrying) if I should evolve this into a more creative marketing-focused blog, start yet another wanker marketing blog, or just eschew peer pressure and keep on as a regular human and sharing regular worries. 

Okay that was easy, thanks.