After editing & writing all day, we go to the park. Crazy lady chills on a blanket & reads. I play. She thinks I am regressing into puppyhood. She brings plenty of toys & treats to the park, otherwise I get bored and demand her attention. The most important thing? I'm happy and secure in my environment.
We had a visit from Princess Kaylie & spent the day in the sprinklers.
It was (yet another) beautiful day in Boston and Cambridge. Crazy lady had to leave early for a Haar-vaard meeting, but she took me for an extra long walk in the wee hours of the morning.
Crazy lady is preparing for Pi-Con this weekend. I'm looking forward to hanging out in beautiful rural Massachusetts, although crazy lady is trying to warn me that the weekend will be filled with "people who are interested in Pi, games, and sicko science fiction." That's okay. We're taking the MIT shuttle to the conference, and P-Man will be there with his blitz out dog, Max. Woo hoo!
Crazy lady has spent some time at Haar-vaard the past couple of days, meeting with her advisor and planning her classes. Yes, she is returning to school. She thought it would be a good idea to take business and publishing classes (and maybe collect another degree) since she has started her own small press. Crazy lady can't live off of royalties, indefinitely. According to crazy lady, we become slaves to the dollar. I think she is just bitter about her experiences in Corporate America. She often wonders: How can a major U.S. Bank lay off over 10% of their work force, eliminate entire departments, outsource to India, and then refuse to give common folks a raise-- but yet give senior executives a 12% bonus? She just saw the Bank CEO proclaim on MSNBC that, "everything is fine." What the hell? Crazy lady smells a stinky, rancid fish. Crazy lady feels lucky that she has escaped this unprofessional and unethical corporation.
Anyhow, this article was required reading, and crazy lady wanted to share it with my fans (yes, I have fans...) Interesting, huh? She read it to me, but insisted on providing political commentary. I almost feel sorry for the "stiff suits" in the business classes-- especially the executives from "lying, thieving corporations who ream the working class to build their egos." What was Haar-vaard thinking, letting her on campus?!?
In some parts of the United States, I would have been a dead dog. Many government funded rescue agencies would have deemed me "unadoptable" because I'm shy. Human hands scare me, and human sizes are threatening. If you want to be my friend, ignore me. Look away. Give me food and toys. Give me time to fall in love.
You can learn more by visiting their website, www.furrypals.blogspot.com. Their non profit status is pending with the IRS, but they are registered as an official non profit in Texas. They are currently looking for donations, to help manage over 30 rescues a month.
Princess Kaylie, her mom, and crazy lady went to the Farmer's Market on Thursday. There was a free modern jazz concert, and the Princess decided to have some fun. Go, Princess, go!
Remember Bandit, the dog who needed leg surgery? See him in the picture? He's doing great! And, my foster mamma Judy's BIG heart has given her another gift: Popeye. He's in the picture, too-- he's the one with the makeshift wheelchair, on your right. Popeye was abandoned on the side of the road and hit by a car in Taiwan. Judy is taking care of him, and he will probably need surgery in a couple of months. He definitely needs a new wheelchair-- the one he is using is too small, and it hurts. You can read more about Popeye here.
Information on making a tax deductible donation is on the right side of Popeye's blog page. You can also donate through Paypal, if his story touches your heart. Any donation-- big or small-- will help Judy with the many, many bills for Popeye and Bandit.
Crazy lady is a relic, a throwback, a "peace loving hippy" guaranteed to throw Cartman into rage. Even though she is a woman who writes horror, crazy lady still firmly believes in the "positive power of human kindness and networks" So, even if you can't donate, please "pass the word" in case someone else can help. Thanks!
Of course, I can't end this post without a beauty shot:
As many of you know, crazy lady has been keeping an eye on the latest round of battles between authors, publishers and Amazon. There has been some impact to her books-- buttons were removed in France and the UK-- with print-on-demand changes that impact her business. Here are some overviews of the issue:
Ah yes…don’t you love my favorite spot for early morning naps? Warm and comfy, until crazy lady wakes me up from my lovely dream.
Crazy lady is in a weird mood. She met a writer friend for coffee this morning, and ran into the very first man who broke her heart. He wasn’t her first love—that happened in college—but it was her first serious crush in high school. The man had claimed she was ugly & useless, as he trampled her feelings and started dating her best friend. He was bald when she saw him this morning, and crazy lady didn’t remember what he looked like 30 years ago-- but he immediately recognized her and invited himself to her friend’s house for coffee. To “catch up on old times” and ask “how come you’re living in Boston?” Yep. In crazy lady’s world, her first heartbreaker lives next door to her writer friend.
I told her, “Cheer up, chick-a-dee! They’re not worth your energy. Give me cuddles, instead!”
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