I took my little Cate-cat in to the Avon Pet Hospital yesterday for her annual shots and check-up (she's A-1 -- although i can't believe it's a year since i adopted her) and learned that Dr Theijsmeijer -- my vet for over twenty years and through six cats -- had passed away in June, of pancreatic cancer. That is he, to the left, there. It was ... a helluva shock. He was such a good man and there aren't so many of those around these days that we can afford to lose one (which could explain the tears welling up in my eyes as i type this). I only just saw him, in April maybe, at the beer store. (Yes, me at the beer store, that's stretching credulity innit.) But he seemed perfectly fine.
He was a little eccentric, maybe -- but that made me like him even more.
The new vet, Dr Maal (sp?) seems really nice, but she's not Herman
Quote of the day: Mikhail Bulgakov: He looked slightly over forty. Crooked sort of mouth. Clean-shaven. Dark hair. Right eye black, left eye for some reason green. Eyebrows black, but one higher than the other. In short -- a foreigner
Oh, i am so glad i have tomorrow off. I just did twelve days straight and it's been damned hot in that kitchen (as you know, i, for my sins, make my living as a cook -- when it's 30° outside it's generally ten degrees warmer in the kitchen and i go outside to cool down).
But here's something that has annoyed me for a long time about my job. It's policy that if one works seven days in a single calendar week, i.e. Monday - Sunday, one is paid time-and-a-half on the seventh day. But i've just worked twelve days -- six last week, six this week, and what do i get extra? Nada, rien and zilch.
Quote of The Day: Anthony Powell -- I wouldn't go so far as to say I'm actively enjoying what I'm doing at the moment -- but then how little of one's life has been actively enjoyable. At the same time, what I'm doing is what I've chosen to do. Even what I want to do, if it comes to that. Up to a point it suits me.
Well, it's all over for another four years, and my teams have all lost, but well done Spain. I was wrong every time, and "Paul Die Kraken" was right.... I have been outdone by an octopus
And so i did in fact buy Slash's CD -- full of trepidation and thinking that it could well be another $14.99 down the toilet -- an entire CD bought for only one song, but guess what, it's terrific!
I mean, let's face it, i basically never liked Guns 'N' Roses, which is where Slash cut his teeth. Who'd 'a thunk he would have made such a superb album of really brilliant guitar playing?
He doesn't sing himself, of course, but he has roped in a pretty impressive collection of guest singers -- including Ozzy himself (see previous post), Lemmy, Fergie, plus a few who actually have two names, like Ian Astbury, Dave Grohl and, er, Iggy Pop.
An excellent album, it could well wind up in my "best of 2010" list.