I'm sorry it feels like you're the last person on the space station, Kiba. Could you spend your time doing something like writing cryptic messages on whiteboards?

There is nothing about Powerpoint that is magical. Considering the number of presentations I've seen that appear to have been created by brute force, you'll do fine.

I just put a cake in an entirely wrong pan, because I didn't feel up to getting on my hands and knees to find the right one.

That's a legitimate reason for choosing an untraditional cake pan.

And thanks. I am not at all worried about how this presentation goes (not caring very much has stood me in food stead in these kinds of situations so far, I'm sticking with it) but it is frustrating to try to figure out how to edit the slides someone else made to look like my biss has told me they should. I'm sure it would be easy if I, you know, knew what I was doing. But pushing various buttons until I get an okay result will work. Eventually

The house that had been flying the Confederate flag is now flying an American flag. I don't know how or why. But at least it's gone.

Maybe they were the victims of pranksters, Hil?

Ginger, I could leave messages on white boards. They'd be extra mysterious. I'm thinking of doing things like updating my recipe collection in Pepperplate, or watching a lot of YouTube videos, or putting my head down for a nap as immediately following work I'm going to run tech at a comedy theater.

True story: animated gifs work in Powerpoint. Changed my life.

Happy birthday, Sara!

Who mentioned having trouble getting a cat into a carrier? Some tips from Jackson Galaxy [link] I think the most important is to keep the carriers accessible and move them around sometimes so that cat carrier equals everyday thing rather than doom and distress.

Alas, there's no room in my house to keep the cat carriers accessible for fun and comfy places to hide. There's barely room for my furniture.

I love my house, it just has small rooms.

The way I get the cat into the carrier is cruel, but effective. Place the carrier in front of the cat. Place a towel over the cat's head. Quickly move the carrier behind the cat. When the cat moves backward to get away from the carrier/towel, the cat ends up in the carrier. I felt awful doing it, but it worked.

Most recent cat atrocity was having W hold him down while I put Advantage on him. Poor Kitty.

I've left the carrier in the spare bedroom for lack of a better idea, but Hazel doesn't seem to care about it, and went in just fine when we went to the vet. I would really love to know when and why she was apparently such a pain in the ass. Maybe she's mellowed with age.

I'm thinking of doing things like updating my recipe collection in Pepperplate, or watching a lot of YouTube videos, or putting my head down for a nap as immediately following work I'm going to run tech at a comedy theater.

Or just leaving early, because fuck those guys?

For my part, I left work at 3, but feel super virtuous because most people left at noon.

Kiba, that sounds like the sort of thing that works perfectly in theory, but in practice - at least with my cats - would fall apart immediately. They'd flee the carrier before I got the towel anywhere near them! I've been putting the carrier against a solid thing, putting the cat between my knees in front of the open door, and basically moving him forward until he has nowhere else to go but in. They complain but so far none has scratched me (much). They are good boys; they don't set out to scratch me but sometimes in the flailing I get caught. I find wearing a denim jacket and gardening gloves helps. Percy is the worst; he doesn't just not like it, he's really really scared of it. My attempt to habituate him to the carrier didn't work; it's like trying to habituate me to alligators. Wherever they are, I am not going to willingly be for more than a moment. Poor kitty, I wonder what happened to him before he got me.