Happy Birthday, Star Wars

I can't let this day go by without acknowledging the 30th anniversary of the release of Star Wars. Simply put, the advent of Star Wars is the most influential non-personal event of my life.

I still remember the first time I saw the film. It was June 10, 1977 at the much-missed Northpark Theater in Dallas, Texas. Yes...I still have the ticket stub somewhere!

I just finished re-watching the film. Of course I chose the non-Special Edition version just like I saw it back in 1977. I find it sad that today George Lucas cannot see in the film what we all felt back then. But that is the subject for another blog post.

For now, I simply salute this film that rocked my world.

Tiffy and Midnight

The only good thing about being an OCD-infested packrat is that eventually you come across something you forgot you had. For instance, early last year I put up a picture of some of our cats from years gone by.

Well, here is another picture of Tiffy (Tiffany) and Midnight (my first cat). You can see Midnight much better in this picture. It's not the best quality, but I like it. I hope you do, too.

Where's edieraye?

Since around the first of the year, edieraye's blog has looked like garbage whenever I click to it. Is anyone else able to read it?

edieraye, where are you?

More Maggie

Another picture of you-know-who.

...and Mickey Ignores

It looks like Mickey has heard it all before from Maggie...

Maggie Says....

I like this picture of Maggie. It looks like she's telling it like it is.

Testify!



This is my first attempt at using Flickr on this blog. If you click on the picture you will be transported to the picture's Flickr page where you can see Maggie in even more pixels! How cool is that?

EEE version 2.0

I finally updated to the new version of Blogger so I thought I would give the thing a little makeover.

I'm not quite happy with it yet, so expect some changes in the future. But it's a start.

Oh, and happy belated New Year.

A Rare Moment

A rare moment of peace from Mickey and Maggie.

Enjoy!

Another failure in the books

Well, it's the end of NaNoWriMo month and, needless to say, I didn't come close to writing my novel. But I have some ideas for next year. For instance....get an idea. And do a little research. And turn off the TV. But mostly, don't start writing about an event that is still too fresh in your mind.

My hats off to anyone that tried (even if you didn't get any further than I did). The NaNoWriMo community is a hoot and I definitely plan on trying it again next year.

Me and Richard Petty

Hey everyone,

I now have some in common with Mr. Richard Petty, one of my favorite drivers. His famous car was numbered 43. Today, the birthdate on driver's license indicates that my number is 43 as well.

It's been an eventful year for me. Shortly before I began this blog over a year ago, I lost one of dear cats, Cymbah. A little less than four short months ago I lost Spot. I'm still not over that one.

But on the plus side, I had several good things happen (I've written about them previously on the blog....I leave it as an exercise for the reader to find them):

- I took in Mickey and Maggie. They can't replace the loss of Cymbah and Spot, but they are an absolute joy (yes, I know I owe all of you some pictures!).

- On the work front, I took over a new position and things have been going better than I expected. Apparantly, the people I work with think higher of me that I do myself.

- I finally got some overdue dental work done. I can't wait to finally pay the bill in February (note the sly sarcasm in that statement).

I think that's enough for one year.

It's been HOW long?!

I knew the date was near, but I didn't realize it had already passed. What day, you may ask?

Why, the anniversary of this blog. It was a year ago yesterday that "Ensign Eddie's Extravaganza" entered the blogosphere.

A lot has happened to me over this past year. I plan to write more about it this weekend. Of course, I've been planning to write that novel too, and yet it still sits there mocking me.

Anyway, it's been a pleasure to write to all of you this year (even with all of the heartache it brought). Hopefully, this coming year will be better.

Well, I'm going for it

I have officially joined the NaNoWriMo site as "Ensign_Eddie" (of course).

Now I just have to write the thing...

Can you NaNoWriMo?

I didn't realize until looking through Lifehacker that NaNoWriMo starts tomorrow.

What is "NaNoWriMo"? It stands for "National Novel Writing Month" and the intent is to write a 175-page (50,000 word) novel in a month. Specifically, the month of November.

It doesn't matter if the novel is complete garbage...the intent of the exercise is to produce quantity instead of quality. To get something...anything...on the page.

I plan to do this. I haven't decided if I am going to "officially" join at the website, but I am at least going to do it on my own.

I think everyone should try something like this at least once in their lives. This is going to be my turn.

Check out the website at www.nanowrimo.org

Here's to Hugo

Today, during a speech at the UN, Hugo Chavez (President-for-Life of Venezuela) called President Bush "the Devil".

All I can say is that two can play that name-calling game.

So...let me be the first to call Hugo a big doody head.

From the Archives

This picture was taken on June 11. I hadn't posted it before now because it was really washed out by the flash. But I really liked the pose so I tried a little Photoshop magic on it. I hope it's not too noticable.

I still miss Spot an incredible amount, but I'm sure glad I finally bought a digital camera last year. I have many pictures of the old boy that I probably won't ever share with anyone (especially the ones from his last days), but I have them. They both comfort me and make me sad all over again. I guess that's to be expected, though...

Maggie's confused by this "mouse" thing...

Rest in peace, buddy...

he's gone

6:10PM, August 1, 2006

Another update

Well, I suppose some of you may be wondering what's going on with my dear old cat, Spot. In short, he's still with me. He's still mobile and seems to be able to go where he wants.

I took the problem of his lack of eating into my own hands by feeding him with a syringe. He doesn't enjoy it much, but he's eaten more in the past three days than he had the entire week before. Perhaps because of this, he doesn't seem to have declined as quickly as I expected.

Before any of you say anything, I'm not fooling myself. I know that he will be gone soon, but I take whatever little victories (and time with him) that I can. If he wants to lay on a pillow and purr as I pet him, I'm taking it as a bonus.

As I read that last paragraph, I feel I must admit that I do take a few moments several times a day to believe that healing is possible. I know that may seem weird, but I believe that with God, anything is possible, even this. I don't think it's probable (and most of the time I prepare myself for the inevitable), but, as I said, for a few minutes...for as long as I can muster...I believe he will get better.

Please don't think less of me.

"What a crappy week"

I said that this evening to my Dad at supper. But as I look back, obviously the situation with Spot has been front and center on my mind most of the time. However, I have had more time with him than I expected (and it has been mostly quality time), so that's not so bad. In addition, my two kittens, Mickey and Maggie, went to the vet to be "Barker-ized" and came through their surgeries in fine shape. Even a project at work (for which I am responsible) was successful. In other words, my feeble management skills didn't screw up the people doing the real work.

So, there have been some successes amongst the extreme heartache.

And that, my dear friends, is the last I am going to write about this until the situation changes. There are some other subjects that I feel lead to write about that I plan to start soon.

Life must go on, after all. Even if it seems a little bit emptier.

Hanging in, but not much hope

Well, the news from the vet wasn't good. My poor kitty's pancreas and kidneys are shutting down and most likely by the end of the week he will be gone.

I can't tell you how much this hurts. At least with Ferrari and Cymbah I had months to be prepared. This has come on very suddenly. Again, I covet your prayers.

I would like to leave you with a picture I took of Spot last night (before I only suspected the truth...it wasn't confirmed). It's hard to accept that this face is not only sick, but soon won't be with me anymore...