Elfman seems to be of the type that doesn't look backward

He's not interested in being a rock musician at all anymore. I don't know why anybody would begrudge the band playing the songs. Nobody else plays like them with that combination of precision and chaos. It's not like they're doing disco knockoffs for money.

Vatos had recently seen Danny's new String Quartet - which he praised to the heavens. Said it was one of the best things Danny's ever done. I don't think there's any enmity there.

I didn't love the new singer at first. He could sing it okay (indeed he's got more range than Danny) but was only on some of the more twisted songs later where he basically played it like a character, inhabiting the lyrics like an actor that I got into it. More than one actor gets to be Sherlock Holmes. More than one singer gets to sing those songs.

I'd say that's accurate. Danny is forward looking. He is happy that the folks that were part of Oingo Boingo still have a piece of it and are doing great things with it, he just has no interest in being part of it any longer. I've been in the orbit of a few folks close to Bartek and Elfman over the years, and a long time ago worked on a Disney project with Steve. It strike me that they are all still friendly and supportive, they just all found their own paths and that the overall arc of Oingo Boingo wasn't going to be part of that past 1995. I was at their final concert and it was truly amazing. Part of me wishes there had been more to come after that, but I also understand that sometimes a chapter closes.

It's been very cool and pleasant out. I had yesterday off and spent it with mom. We got pedicures and just hung out.

Sunday at work was the first time in weeks I haven't gotten overheated and today was the same way. Plus it was quieter in the stockroom. No one was yelling and carrying on.

It made me realise that I'm physically miserable at work and it will only get worse as it gets hotter. It's pushing me into a level of almost sensory overload which makes it harder to act neurotypical which is causing some issues with my co workers.

It wasn't until I got a break from the heat that I realised how much it is effecting me at work and at home

So Thursday I'm going to talk to my supervisor and explain and ask if there is anyway I can transfer to another dept. I won't get commission but I would get a change in pay from what I made before.

I need cat advice.

Scrappy the Cat keeps attacking Penny. He literally just lept off the couch, attacking Penny and chasing her under the recliner. Which was hard for her to get under. Then he ran off but came back to swat at her when she tried to get out.

Earlier today I had them on the bed with me one on one side and one on the other and it was ok.

And now he chased her up the cat tree.

He isn't always like this and I'm not sure how to handle this. I'm not sure if he just wants to play and Penny takes it as an attack or if he is actually being aggressive.

Scrappy is younger? He may want to play more/rougher than she does. He may need an another outlet for his energy. Maybe try engaging him with a toy when that happens or if you notice he's looking restless.

Yeah he is about 11 months old. We have been playing with him . With all the costs but obviously not enough. I've been running Jim around with the laser pointer

I had two cats who didn't get along. Sometimes I'd separate them by exiling one to the spare bedroom for a few hours.

Don't worry: there was food, water, a litter box and a window to look out. The shy cat was relieved for some quiet time, and the aggressive one quickly got lonely. They never liked each other, but learned to mostly ignore their annoying sister cat.

I did similar when we adopted a rambunctious male kitten - our 12 year old lady cat had a similar problem. I ended up just designating my room as her safe space, and he just wasn't allowed in there.

My sister had a similar issue - she had an older cat who had been declawed, only had three teeth and was blind in one eye. She adopted a young, larger male cat who basically beat up on the old cat. He died young and she adopted another cat, one who'd been a pet, then was feral, then captured and sort-of socialized, who did much the same. I don't think she ever came up with a way to protect the old cat.

Murderbiscuit really wanted to play with Slinky, who was 20 or 21 when we adopted him. Slinky would have none of it, and if we didn't intervene, she was determined to teach him a painful lesson.