Weekend of Firsts

1) I couldn't stand it any more. I ordered Howard TV. This is a premium channel that is accessed via On Demand and is all Howard Stern, unsensored and awesome. It runs bits from his radio show (which is filmed in it's entirety) like interviews with famous people, chicks on the sybian, anal ring toss (heh), bits of his show that benefit from being on TV etc. It's similar to the E! show but, since it's cable and you can only access it if you pay for it, nothing is off limits. Yesterday I watched a 76 minute bit of Artie Lange (who was in studio) getting into a fight with Andrew Dice Clay (who called in). I know. I can't believe I watched the whole thing either. THAT is the magic of Howard.

2) Did you see the Blue Angels? No, I didn't but I sure appreciated them blowing out the windows in my house as they banked their turns over my neighborhood all afternoon. Honestly, I thought Shy Kitty was gonna have a heart attack. It wasn't so bad most of time except for one moment when I was out my back deck reading. It started with a distant jet engine sound, followed by a high pitch mechanical scream that just kept getting closer and closer and really sounded like it was a jet that was about to crash about 50 feet away from me. And then this weird thing happened. As I looked up to the sky to try and pin point the location of the jet, my hand went to mouth and my knees drew to my chest so I was scrunched up in my chair and my body started to involuntarily shake. It was the weirdest thing. I mean. I was scared shitless and it was not anything I could control. Logically, I knew the jet was not crashing in my backyard and that I was not in any danger but my body felt otherwise. After the sound dissipated, I remember saying out loud, "That's just not right." My ears were ringing, my head hurt and my eardrums hurt too. That's definitely NOT right. I then started to think that THAT is probably what it sounds like when your country is in a war.

3) Do you guys remember Other Stray Kitty? (aka OSK) He came to my backyard about the same time Eduardo did last year. (FYI, Eduardo turned out not to be a stray and his name actually turned out to be Baby Kitty. No wonder he hung around me and my neighbor so much. We gave him a much better name). Anyways, I had some inkling that Eduardo wasn't really a stray but I knew that OSK was very much so. He slinked around with his tail between his legs and his pelvis low to the ground, the other cats harrassed him, if left food he would eat asap and run away and he took off whenever I came out into the yard. It's been over a year since I met him and yesterday after the Blue Angel attack, he came into the yard and kinda sat in the grass. I got up and poured him a bowl of food and he started to run off when I came down the steps to put it near him. Then he came back and started to chow. He was really, really hungry and ate most of the food so I went in to get some more and as I came out I shook the bowl and he didn't run away. He let me put the food down in front of him and as I reached to see if I could pet him, I ran my hand along his back, he raised his butt up (like all kitties) and his tail was all wagging. Hmm. He also let me sit on the bottom step without him running away and would periodically, between bites, look up and move his head towards me so I could pet him! Then he couldn't stop himself. He was besides himself with kitty happiness' and just wanted me to pet and pet and pet. He even climbed up into my lap and curled up and kept raising and laying down his head as if he was sighing and saying, I can't believe I am getting some lovin'. He was such a purr machine too and it really broke my heart to know that obviously he was someone's pet once and here he is living outside all alone and kitties really need to cuddle and be petted for their mental health and he has no one to do this for him. It makes me so sad. So we sat outside together and he sat on my lap for an hour while I just petted and petted him and he probably woulda stayed there all night if I didn't need to go inside. That poor boy. He is so friendly and loving. I gave him some flea medicine because I am sure he has some issues. I hope we'll get to hang out again.