The last few days have been busy ones.  (ORDER UP! - one week of running around like a chicken without a head! DING) Hey, I like to dance the Funky chicken, not the headless one.

* I attended an aforementioned Wednesday spinners. The soup was sublime.  We discussed the installation we are putting up at the library; it is our hand-spun work - the show is up for a month.

* I answered phones at a fund-raising drive for public radio (gotta help those friends of big bird after all!)

* I drove my daughter all over and got horridly lost while looking at high schools (nothing like being late for an appointment and getting lost!  Or was that getting lost made us late for those appointments?  At least the drive was pretty.  And the schools, they were pretty too.)

* Finally last night I performed in a radio show (including singing as Rosemary Clooney.)  This is an all day event as we set-up and rehearse during the day and perform after dinner is served at a local inn.  We performed an adaptation of the Daphne DuMaurier's short story "The Birds" which was made into a movie by Alfred Hitchcock.  The movie is more horror and doesn't end on quite the downer the story does, but it was a good Halloween thing. 

Earlier in the week I lost a beloved pet to cancer.  We buried Ladybug in her favorite garden. This is actually her head shot for a play she was in, "Lettice & Loveage." 

Lady played Felina Queen of Sorrows

Non sequitur:

My world is complete.  I have just now realized that I have my own personal bouncing satellite.  Not only that, but MY satellite likes giving kisses and scratches my feet if I don't pick her up. 

Mimsy as a puppy.

I am loved beyond all boundaries and you are jealous and in need of a good hair cut.

I'm back and catching up. Peddling as fast as I can but you people write A LOT and it's going to be awhile to get around to everyone.

up early to go & volunteer at MPBN. I'm gonna save big bird! (but can't follow my xanga friends til later)

OK, so I'm feeding my flock and the Jehovah's Witnesses come up with their literature for me. (feeding my flock - get it?!  Do I crack you up as much as I do myself?!  Sorry, off track again, sigh.)

And, no shit, the cover title says: "PORNOGRAPHY."  Whoa, this is not what I expected of this religion! 

OK, OK, I am a proponent of faithful marriage/relationships and I am not fond of porn, but the whole thing hit my funny bone just so - so I have to play devil's advocate - you understand.

So, curious I checked it out - all in the name of good investigative reporting, mind you.  Here's a sample box in the article (typos are mine, but the weird grammar is all theirs):

They are giving me a choice?  I could pick this apart on both sides (and get lots of folks upset with me) but I'll just let you do that for yourselves.  

I don't know about you, but I don't think that any of this stuff changed any minds on the subject.  Again the worst part is that I'm not a fan of porn.  While I'm not knocking the Jehovah's Witnesses, I am making fun of the article that was written.

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Here, I thought prawnography (click for link) was really bad, not silly... only I guess I didn't know how to spell it before.

That's my opinion and I'm sticking with it.

So, as stated before, I have chickens.  Of all shapes and sizes.  About 50 of them.

Chickens are very hard on the earth.  High nitrogen poop & constant digging makes the ground muddy and smelly.  We move the panels around to give them new grass every few days, however the common ground is always stressed.

There is such a thing as a pecking order.  The hen with the least seniority gets picked on by everyone else, but is not allowed to peck on anyone above her.  The top bird, on the other hand, can pick/peck on down the line with nary a problem and everyone in-between knows who they can peck and who they can't.

I think this one looks the worst.

But she is not alone.  These ladies are also a little chilly around the tail.  Sorry about the focus, I didn't change the shutter speed.

Thing is, once chickens see blood, they pick and peck at it, causing more trauma and it can kill the victim.  Kinda reminds me of bullying.

LATELY, I've been seeing around here lots of passion without compassion... it's one of the reasons I dislike discussing religion & politics.  However, I have read a few posts where the 'chickens start pecking' and the stuff that comes out of people's um, keyboards, makes me wonder "WTF is going on?!"  Once the sharks start to circle, watch-out!  I've seen people calling for the death of children with peanut allergies.  I've seen mothers criticized viciously for their fairly normal parenting techniques.  I've seen people harass others for whom they date.  Finally I've seen posts about bullies become bullish in the comment section.  I think I need to stay away from the themed featured areas...

I also would like it to be known that any trolls around here will be deleted and blocked.  If people can't treat each other with respect, they can go elsewhere to do it.

I knew I hated people.

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I think the food section is pretty silly!

I think that the article above shows one aspect of how people have been hypnotized by their cats.  You thought that tail swishing was just a pissed off cat, but NO! you are being told by the government to 'help the economy grow' via your pets to make ridiculous sales & purchases.  I have escaped from this because my cat is a Manx type.

Well, I found this picture in my e-mail today and all you have to do is watch your pet goldfish to get un-mesmerized and then follow the directions below that pic to keep from purchasing garbage:

It's the best use of duct tape I've seen in a long while!

So today is the day I find out about my cat. She's at the vets awaiting exploratory surgery. Putting out good thoughts for her today.

Stop nicking your prose!
Go ahead and sick on none-one else's prose

I think my footprints thing is messed up! A couple of days ago I had a total of 67 for the week. Now I have a total of 29 for the week.