It’s been wicked hot here since Friday. Usually on the few days a year that this area gets hot, we get coastal fog by nightfall to cool it all back down again, and those days are usually at least in August if not September or October. July in SF is famously the coldest winter Mark […]
V got a shiny new silver baby!
I moved my blog to blogspot, because I was fed up with all the glitches and gotchas of trying to keep this thing together on my comcast homepage. A URL that’s easier to remember is a nice bonus for the switch: http://erinvang.blogspot.com/. (Don’t click that; you’re already here.) Here are feed options, for those who […]
Victoria and I were having martinis (Beefeater, of course), and fortunately I happened to have my camera within arm’s reach when Gjetost the Cheese Kitty started trying to finish my martini. I think she was after the olive more than the remaining gin vapors, but you never know. And because I can, here’s a video […]
My site-traffic widget reports that my readership is smallish but much larger than I’d expect, which is to say greater than the six readers or so that could be accounted for by my family, and there’s even a fair amount of return traffic from people who live places where I don’t know people, so some […]
Because somebody (specifically my blog mom, Kimberly) actually asked, here are pictures of my cats. As if I need to be asked to show pictures of my cats! In order of seniority, Norton the anthology of cats, Gjetost (aka Cheese Kitty), and Candy. You might be wondering if a labrador retriever qualifies as a cat. […]
When we adopted my parents’ eight-year-old black lab, Candy, Mom and Dad said that she slept on her dog bed. Turns out she prefers the couch, though, to which Mom suggested the trick was to place stacks of books and magazines on the couch. This worked for a few days, but then it led to […]
Something music geeks are known to do a lot is sing obscure songs with words changed slightly to suit the occasion. Music geeks who went to a church school are even worse–we do the same with obscure hymns. Just now our dog Candy tried to get me to make her dinner, even though Victoria had […]
because: when it’s cold out, the plastic NYTimes bag of warm poop in your pocket makes a fabulous hand-warmer you meet the neighbors who have completely ignored you all those years you went jogging past you get to stop to offer treats and not have to admit to yourself that you’re so out of breath […]
A bit of wisdom from one of my favorite blogs, “The Comics Curmudgeon”: …here’s a lesson for you childless types that I learned the hard way yesterday: if someone tells you an adorable anecdote about their toddler, and you counter with a very similar anecdote about your pet, the parent will not be pleased. Take […]