Everybody has to pee sometime I wasn't planning on posting tonight, but this was just too funny. The President writing a note to Condi Rice asking for a bathroom break. I'm not insinuating any political message.... I mean, everybody has to go to the bathroom sometime. This is almost as funny as Senator Coburn doing a crossword puzzle during the Supreme Court confirmation hearing for Roberts. Posted at 08:59:37 PM EST by copus
Happy thought of the day "We finally cleaned up public housing in New Orleans. We couldn't do it, but God did." –Rep. Richard Baker (R-LA) to lobbyists, as quoted in the Wall Street Journal Yes, thank God for killing off all those inconvenient poor people. Posted at 07:36:15 PM EST by copus
Phone Shenanigans I'm beginning to believe that the only person that has my cell phone number is the company that calls me DAILY (at LEAST) with the same recorded message informing me that this is not a sales call and I should call the number. (Once, I actually called back that number to see if I could get them to stop using up my minutes... I got put on HOLD... grrr...) Anyway, on at least two occasions this weekend, my friends have been trying to contact me at my old 614 area code number. I have not had this number for months. Even better, the new owner of the number called both of these people back to complain. So, please, for the sake of that poor lady who got stuck getting calls for ME, update your contact lists. If you want my new number, just email me or IM me or something. It's not even that new, I've had a 330 number for a few months now. This public service announcement has been brought to you by the AD Council. This is not a sales call. Posted at 06:37:37 PM EST by copus
A Broken Record Oh, what to talk about tonight... lemme think... oh, could I maybe just post a picture of my cat with a cone thingy on his head?   I'm such a masochist. Posted at 10:06:08 PM EST by copus
Things that don't suck. So, the Saga of Sir Patchey McWobbles (aka Shoester) is not yet over. I got to spend the first half of the OSU-Miami game waiting at an emergency clinic because his incision opened up in two different places, giving him two rather large gaping wounds and a nasty infection. In other news, I decided to compile a list of nice things that I've found in the Akron area. This list is not comprehensive... it just gives me another way to kill a lonely Labor Day. Let's title it Things That Don't Suck About Akron. Shall we begin? A really nice Metropark system Cuyahoga Valley National Park The Hartville Flea Market All those neat Rubber Company-related things. I mean, if you're into tires, rubber, blimps, and such. Nice housing and/or cheap housing, (such as Firestone Park) Massive numbers of golf courses per capita. (I'm living on one) On another note, it would be nice if I actually stored my golf clubs in my trunk, instead of someone else's. This facilitates the actual act of golfing. Posted at 07:40:17 PM EST by copus
Addendum to an Ode Eating a White Castle Sack of Ten Seemed Like a Good Idea at the Time Now I want to throw up It's the gift that keeps on giving blech... Posted at 09:57:41 PM EST by copus Ode to a White Castle Cheeseburger So small. So greasy. So oniony. That soggy thin layer of grease soaked into the bun A sack of ten means ten times the fun. Pickles add that crunchy savory salty yum Makes the lack of meat a little less sad. Decades of engineering to maximize the flavor Five holes in the burger to soak up the grease I would love you more if I didn't know that ... It takes five shots to kill a rat. Posted at 08:02:21 PM EST by copus
WORD is the DEVIL! So, I spent most of the day at work writing a report with a lot of tables and charts. Of course, Word decided that I was out of disk space and couldn't save it with the charts in there. I didn't realize three charts could take up 28 gigabytes of hard drive space and still fit comfortably in 1 gigabyte of memory! Word let me save it after I removed the charts. I quit Word soon after, but when I tried to reopen the report, the document was corrupted. A whole day of work gone. I wonder if anyone in the IT department will notice if I download OpenOffice tomorrow? I long for the days when I could pound out my thesis using only Emacs, beautiful beautifil LaTeX, and a healthy dose of Cartoon Network's Adult Swim... Posted at 08:04:29 PM EST by copus
Cut! Poor Maurice Clarett... he has officially made as much money in the NFL as I have. I really did hope he'd do well in the NFL... at least he has his degree to fall back on. Whoops. Man, I am SO ready to watch football on TV this weekend.... just like Maurice Clarett. Posted at 07:48:35 PM EST by copus
Bloody Bathroom Bloopers! Shoester came home today... well, in that I picked him up and took him. I don't think he can drive himself. He has three legs now, and he was sort of bouncing around in his cat carrier on the ride home, trying to find a way out as usual. He started bleeding a little, so I made sure he spent the afternoon in the bathroom.... which looks like the scene of a mass murder now. I won't post any photos of that on the web. Anyway, he seems happy to be home, and once he figures out that he doesn't have that leg anymore he'll be fine. He can run pretty fast, actually, but I think he keeps freaking out when he hits the floor. Once he's in a better mood I'll take some pictures. Simon is harassing him a bit, so I have to decide whether I put Shoester in the bathroom when I'm at work tomorrow. So, without further ado, here are some vaguely gross pictures of post-surgery Shoester. He is stretched out and happy, either because I was scratching his chin or because he's still hopped up on drugs: 
Posted at 08:24:14 PM EST by copus
Fibrosarcoma The biopsy results came back today for Shoester. He has a malignant tumor in his leg, called a Fibrosarcoma. The tumor was likely caused by the rabies vaccine, of all things. You can read more about it at the link above, or, if you are into medicine (and I am not), you can see graphic photographs of the surgery to remove a fibrosarcoma here. This is not for the squeamish, so don't say I didn't warn you. Anyway, he is going in to (probably) get his leg amputated tomorrow, which may get rid of the tumor completely, if it hasn't metastasized to other parts of the body. I feel like a bit of a tool allowing the vet to do this, but I would feel really guilty if I didn't at least give him this chance. Posted at 07:48:19 PM EST by copus
Cat Badge of Honor So, the cat is back from the vet. Still no clue what is wrong. But he came back with part of his hip shaved, and the swollen part is about the size of a golf ball. Biopsy results forthcoming. (Yes, biopsy. Shut up.) Here are some pics to either enjoy or get grossed out by: Shoester minus some fur. (Blurry) Closeup of the scar area Simon seems a bit less nervous now that Shoester is back. Posted at 09:04:59 PM EST by copus
Why I love Wikipedia I'm down to a single cat for the night while the vet tries to figure out what's wrong with Shoester, but it's ok, Simon is plenty of cat for one apartment. Anyway, tonight's REASON I LOVE WIKIPEDIA is actually a short little bio on Leslie Peltier. Why should I care about this, you ask? He was one of my more prolific relatives.... yay for those Lima Copuses... Copus's... Copi? Whatever. Posted at 07:34:44 PM EST by copus
I broke Shoester? So, I noticed that my cats were no longer lounging on my new spare bed all day long. The last couple of days, Simon has been back on my bed, and Shoester has been in hiding. Hiding? That's odd. Hmmm... he's not even coming out for treats, but he'll eat them if I bring them to him. What about ham? Oh, he'll come to the kitchen if I have meat out. He must be fine. So, my aunt and uncle and some of their friends came to visit this weekend, and Shoester came out for a bit to see what was going on. Ooooh, he's limping. Ouch, he won't use his back right foot AT ALL. I wonder if I've stepped on it lately, or rolled my desk chair over it or something. I broke Shoester. Poor kitty. Posted at 09:34:04 PM EST by copus |
