January 13, 1995
Dear Everyone:
No, we haven't quite floated
away in the floods. There are
some advantages to living at the top of a ridge.
New Year’s Resolutions
Resolution #1: I have resolved
not to resolve to go home on time. This
one is doomed; and I don't intend to set myself up for failure, like
Wiley Coyote.
There is still a lot of work to
do in
Versatile.
There are too many people
dependent on my little pet project; and I don't want someone to have to
stay late because I went home on time.
Resolution #2. Use
Word for Windows
instead of
WordPerfect. Word is the new
Company standard and our new manager is a firm believer in using the
latest technology. Sure, I
already know how to use WordPerfect, have dozens of macros (tiny
programs) set up, and it'll take a little longer to do things in Word at
first. But if I wait until the
perfect (no pun intended) time to start using Word, it'll never happen.
The more you use it, the easier,
and faster, it will get. At
least, that's what I keep telling people about
Versatile.
Besides, using Word may give me
access to lots of new graphics, and I know everyone is bored with all
the old pictures.
Christmas Vacation
Went to Canby
and got to see the
Gates of Hell.
Not in Canby, of course.
The
Gates of Hell were in
Portland at
the art museum along with a great many other works by the French
sculptor Rodin.
Also visited the
Pittock Mansion,
again. Nice little hovel.
Just goes to show that if you
lead a good life, work hard, and say your prayers, you, too, can start
building your dream house at 74, just like Mr. Pittock.
Other than that, we stayed pretty close to the nest this year.
Once again, I didn't get to meet
my pen pal, “Hermione”.
The Kitten
Of course, Mother’s still buying 60-pound bags of Attaboy dog at food
for the raccoons, four of them, who come up to the deck every night.
Monday night, the day after
Christmas, “Jeannie” noticed that there was someone else out there, too;
a small, gray, Persian kitten. Of
course we took the kitten in, at least for the evening (Dad, who thinks
three cats are enough, had already gone to bed).
Of course, upon seeing the kitten
outside the patio door the next day, Dad was heard to shriek, "Don't you
dare let that cat inside!"
Mother called around the neighborhood to see if anyone had received a
kitten as a Christmas present. It
was obvious that this cat had been well cared for prior to Monday, and
she was extremely well-behaved. We
had to check to see if she had claws. However,
there were no takers. Next, we
tried an old family friend who was sure she could find a good home for
the kitten; but it didn't pan out and the cat was "recalled".
By now, Dad could be seen in the living room, playing with the kitten,
while loudly proclaiming "we aren't keeping it!"
Mother put a "found" ad in the
local paper, which would come out on Tuesday.
By the time the owner saw the ad
and call to reclaim their little darling, Dad was out buying a
scratching post and catnip toys. These
were turned over to the rightful owners, two little girls, ages five and
ten, along with the kitten whose name turned out to be "Sassy".
Let's face it: Mother just
naturally attracts furry, four-legged creatures looking for a handout.
Luckily,
woolly mammoths
are not indigenous to the
Pacific
Northwest.
Movie Review
I wanted to see
Nell,
but “Jeannie” wanted to see
Pret-a-Porter (Ready to Wear) so that's what we saw.
A dumb movie about a non-murder
that takes place among a lot of people who expend a great deal of time
and effort on clothes that will never be worn by anyone but models.
However, it does have
Linda Hunt and
she's always a delight. Other
than that, skippable.
Love, as always,
Pete
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