to woo a cat

i want-ish a cat. what i mean by that is that i want a neighborhood stray to meow at my door a few times a day, eat, do a cuddle bit, and then carry on with his day. i've gone so far as to go to rescue shelters to see if i clicked with any felines, but in the end, i want a stray to be my friend.

a coupla weeks ago, i went to target and bought a shit-ton of cat food (my summer kid has had a field day making fun of me for buying so much cat food when i don't have a cat), because the master plan is to woo a cat with food.

it's working.

the same little guy is on my stoop when i wake up and go to bed. he cuddles for a few minutes, though he is super skiddish, he'll eat, venture into my apartment, snoop around a bit, and then he's off. till the next time he stops by.

he's interesting, my little nameless friend. he has other cat friends that he lets eat out of his bowl. and the last coupla days, i've seen him trying to decide between coming inside to hang out with me, or to run off to play with his little kitty friends. sometimes, when my door is wide open, i see the other cats peering in, as if they are doing a catground check to make sure i'm good enough for their furry friend.

i suspect that if it comes down to a choice, my guy is going to pick me over his feline friends, because i'm pretty reliable, have an endless supply of food, and come on, let's be real, who wouldn't love to hear first thing in the morning from me, 'hey there my little sunshine'. i mean, the dude starts purring as soon as the words come outta my mouth.

i honestly don't know which of us likes the other more. at least not yet.

~k

a sweet fortune

there's this little vietnamese place down the music box steps and across the street that i just love. 'tis one of my most fave places in all of los angeles. tonight, with the special luck brought my outta town guests, i got the best fortune ever (and yes, it's beyond wrong that a vietnamese cafe is passing out fortune cookies):

'your feet will touch the soil of many countries'.

it's nice to know that he who hath the steerage of my course has directed my sail in the same direction i wish it be set.

~k

a hilltop outing

the griffith observatory is the coolest place in los angeles.

everyone should go.

seriously.

~k

visitors

i'm entertaining a coupla young hoosier cousins this weekend. my apartment is like a dorm room, we've got skip-bo tournaments in high gear, and are seeing a great bunch of the best highlights LA has to offer.

it's awesome. and i can tell by the way i'm feeling about it all that this is my last summer here.

~k

ocd

i can't stop cleaning and eliminating clutter. worse than usual. today, i scrubbed my kitchen floor on all fours, the bleach so potent my eyes burned with tears. and now i'm standing atop the cleanest kitchen floor ever, drinking a glass of wine, and feeling a hundred pounds lighter.

~k

overthinking

i know i said i wasn't going to make plans this year, but instead, i was going 'revel in the flight'. but sometimes i just get stuck thinking about what i'm going to do with my life after i pack it all up and move to a transient city that pretty much comes with a 24-36 month shelf life...

~k

oh glorious morn

i went to the dmv this morning, because my rockstar parking card expired two weeks ago, and oops.

the dmv is kinda like disneyland, in that it's packed full of people waiting in a line that i don't have to bother with.

and it's kinda like a perfect case in point exemplifying why california is nearly bankrupt.

i have three things issued by the dmv: (i) my driver's license, (ii) my vehicle registration, and (iii) my rockstar parking card. in order to change my address or my name, i have to fill out three different forms, sent to three different addresses, and entered into a series of archaic databases by three different (dare i say) morons.

my name is current on only my driver's license, and apparently my address is current on my driver's license and my vehicle registration. even though my name and address is correct on my driver's license (a change that can only occur by first visiting the social security office and then by showing up, in person, at the dmv with a birth certificate, social security card, and the paperwork showing a change in circumstance leading to a name change), the dmv cannot update my name on those other two items without me making another appointment, showing up with all of the above documentation, and filling out the proper paperwork with the proper moron.

the word inefficient does spring to mind. i mean, imagine how many fewer people would have to be employed by the dmv if i could show up one time, fill out one form, check boxes on that single form for all items i need to have my name or address changed, and entered into a single database that makes the update with one little click of the mouse.

is this the way the rest of california government operates? no wonder we're on the brink of economic collapse.

~k