Monday, November 19, 2007

Gertrude 1993 - 2007

We had to euthanize an old friend today due to a kidney failure. It wasn't an easy thing to do and it shouldn't be. A lot of folks seek solace in scripture or drink at times like these but being the Lit geek I turn to poetry. There are a lot of elegies out there for lovers, friends, relatives and pets but my all time favorite is by Robinson Jeffers:

The House Dog's Grave

I've changed my ways a little; I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream; and you,
If you dream a moment,
You see me there.

So leave awhile the paw-marks on the front door
Where I used to scratch to go out or in,
And you'd soon open; leave on the kitchen floor
The marks of my drinking-pan.

I cannot lie by your fire as I used to do
On the warm stone,
Nor at the foot of your bed; no,
All the nights through I lie alone.

But your kind thought has laid me less than six feet
Outside your window where firelight so often plays,
And where you sit to read‚
And I fear often grieving for me‚
Every night your lamplight lies on my place.

You, man and woman, live so long, it is hard
To think of you ever dying.
A little dog would get tired, living so long.
I hope that when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.

No, dears, that's too much hope:
You are not so well cared for as I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided
Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided...
But to me you were true.

You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend.
I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Je balaie les petits Ewoks comme le vent balaie les feuilles mortes

Did that guy just rap "I sweep away the little Ewoks like the wind sweeps away the dead leaves"? Yes, He did.

Does the L'Académie Française approve of this sort of thing?

Monday, November 05, 2007

Dancin' Manson

This guy dances like a madman:

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Small Child at Birthday Party

Originally uploaded by Babysitter Of The Damned
Contrary to rumour, I have not sold the small child to the avart garde act The Residents. Fox Gradin took this shot of the child clowning around at her birthday party. Wearing a pinata on your head is a dangerous thing to do in this area of town. I'm suprised that none of the other kids took a late swing at her with the pinata stick.