When I was a kid, I thought the eight nights thing was a pretty good deal. And, the whole comedy-in-exclusion thing...if your kids do feel left out, they have a good shot at being funny about it.(You and Nilly could probably figure it statistically, ha ha) Yes, it is a bit of a comic generalization, but being outside of dominant culture does not leave you culturally bereft...you have traditions that don't include that other stuff. I held onto Santa long enough to almost be the kid taking a blankie to summer camp. Would not recommend, not that I'm very concerned about next gen since none of us have gotten off our butts and bred, but still...

Chick made it through the night! I am happy.

Neighbors next door (NND) brought it up to our floor. It was in a new box with breadcrumbs and a new towel, so someone must have changed its location from the box with its dead sibling. However, that someone also didn't understand the clue and thought that a 45F stairwell is good for chick. It's slightly warmer on our floor (about 53-55F), but I didn't have heating pads and wasn't sure it'll make it through the night.

NND didn't know what to do from that point, so they called me. I didn't know what to do either, but I improvised. So we found a bigger shoe box, punched holes in it, I called a vet friend to ask what to feed it, moved it to the new box, fed it, and closed the box so the chick will be warmer and will be able to sleep and that stray cats won't get to it.

I called the municipal hotline this morning, they got in touch with the municipal veterinary services, and in about two hours chick will have some proper care by less clueless people.

Now, just crossing fingers that Clueless Person isn't a neighbor that will call and yell at me for saving their chick.

Shir you are now the official Buffista chick savior.

Oh and social skills question. Since I wear hats, it is my habit if someone is nice enough to let me into the street, I raise my hat and lower it. I don't turn around, cause if I was prepared to turn around I could just do the "wave". If someone you let ahead of you did that, raised and lowerd t heir hat without turning and facing you, would you guess they were thanking you? Or would you just assume they were adjusting their clothe?

I think most people would think you were adjusting your hat, unless those folk currently occupying the world of Those Who Wear Hats have a different understanding.

I would interpret a tip of the hat as thanks.

I'd get the thanks.

I think that is a fairly traditional thanks.

We went to a latke party last night which was delicious and lots of fun, but today all of our clothes, including our coats smell like they were deep fried.

Not that this is exactly the same thing, but the same sort of people don't seem to get things like I can't miss walking because I never have(Yes, I wish I could move around more easily--I don't mean to be defensively Empowered and say I wouldn't change a freaking*thing*, cause, c'mon, and it would be nice to escape the commentary for twenty minutes till I learned what catcalls really felt like, but the act of putting one foot in front of the other, along with standing on my own two feet, they really are just metaphors to me, unlike every crip you see on TV, ever. So I end up doing this a lot. "Never?"
"No."
"Not even when you were little."
"No...They could make me stand in a frame, and I did that, but I don't think it's what standing is really like.

A truly unpleasant person I've broken off contact with is trying to buy her back into my good graces with a Xmas card containing $100 in cash. As much as I need the money, I'm not keeping it. Because her husband is not a bad person,and the card was from both, I don't want to be rude enough to give the money back in cash. So they will get a return Xmas card, addressed only to the husband with a $100 gift card from trader joes. Hope that is firm enough and clear enough without being discourteous.

I'll just sign the xmas card. No thank you. No personal message.