Yeah, Facebook triggers my introversion in a way that all my other online sources don't. But I still use it regularly because my kids do. Although THANK GOODNESS the one boy has finally figured out how to filter me out of his getting high posts.

Jessica, your relatives in medicine almost certainly knew my grandfather - he was the chair of Pharmacology at UC from 1948-1974, when he retired

Oh, cool! Small world.

Congrats, flea!

Still fighting with this cold. Ear infection is vanquished, I now am fighting with my sinuses. Uhg.

Got a long day tomorrow; doing a Citizens on Patrol thing from 7-11 tomorrow night. Get to ride around with another neighbor and a walkie-talkie connecting us to the neighborhood patrol car. Could be interesting or mindnumbingly boring. I hope it is boring for the sake of the 'hood. I've not 'met' this neighbor before (she lives several blocks over) but she's one of the neighborhood cat ladies' There is a loosely organized group who rescues, fosters and places. Turns out, I put her in touch with my work's cat ladies and they've found homes for several cats together.

Speaking of which, Pumpkin is getting more relaxed around the other cats, Loki especially. She tried to get him to play by whacking at his hind legs. I think he was a little confused, as she still hissed, but then ran after him when he vacated. They need to work on their communication styles.

Oh, it's so good to find that I'm not the only one who finds FB innately distressing. I was really wondering if it was just me.

Although THANK GOODNESS the one boy has finally figured out how to filter me out of his getting high posts.

I could see how that would be awkward, to say the least.

Sara, I am loving the stories about Pumpkin integrating with the rest of the household.

Yay flea!

I think I am in love with Pumpkin!

I think the key to Facebook is to be OK with missing things-- I log on once a day, read the featured posts and move on.

I'm glad Pumpkin is getting along with the other cats.

Dean has turned into a little maniac or something. I heard a ruckus and looked over expecting to see "play fighting". Nope, Maddie was trying to get away from Dean and Dean had her by the hind leg. She finally pulled her leg free and Dean spat out a mouth full of her fur. Dean is currently in time out in the bedroom.

Habitat for Humanity was rehabbing a house on my block today. I was wondering why there were a ton of cars on my quiet street this afternoon, so I went over (thought it might be a garage sale) and found out. I was all "I live down there, if you guys need anything! I'll make you coffee!"

They didn't take me up on it, but were so happy and complimented me profusely on being so neighborly. I got a warm fuzzy!

Aww, Erin, go you.

And go you sarameg, for the patrolling and the cat rescuing.

For all y'all who end up with a sink full of dirty dishes, may I recommend you get a Pumpkin? She is determined to drink out of the sink, and since I don't want any kitty-digestive-drama, means I can't really leave anything in there (not that I do much, I am a compulsive dish washer.)

What I find amusing is that while Pumpkin is a kitten still, with kitten-weirdness, Loki is still the craziest and weirdest cat in the house. He is such a trip.

Hrm, I just pulled the mandated-reporter card on my former hs chem teacher. She would have been on in NM. I like her a lot, but uhg. And even beyond that... I just don't understand why, having heard a rumor of criminal behavior, or especially actually witnessing abuse, people just don't report it to the appropriate authorities to sort it out (and I'm not talking an institution administration.) I mean, I know the reasons. I just think they are morally and civically bankrupt.