a node at the edge  

September 09, 2002
LifeAll work and no play...

I have been a busy little worker lately. I spent all weekend reviewing the hard copy of the Unix Power Tools book -- all one thousand pages of it -- looking for problems, as well as pulls for the book's web site.

I also made a stab at my first chapter for my online book, but I'm very unhappy with it. Very. The problem with reading wonderful writing by truly great authors is that my own writing suffers, dramatically, in comparison. Everything I write lately just sits on the page, flat, dejected, and suffering. If there was such a thing as a gun for words, I would shoot each of mine and give them a quick and painfree end.

I took a break from writing today to interview at two different consulting companies. If all goes well, I should be back in the land of the employed by month's end.

Between company appointments, as I was sitting at the computer trying to think of something less than dismal to write into the weblog, my cat Zoe wanted up on my lap for snuggles. Considering that I always interview in a black suit, I wasn't too happy about her jumping up and getting silvery hairs all over me. I snapped at her, yelling at her to get off my lap.

She left the room and when I went looking for her later, I found her curled up in a small, sad, hurt little ball of fur on my chair down in the living room. What does she know of work? What does she know of suits? All she knows is that I yelled at her just for coming in for snuggles. I felt like such a heel.

She's sitting on my lap now. She says Hi to everyone.


Posted by Bb at September 09, 2002 08:59 PM

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Hi Zoe!

Posted by: Ryan on September 9, 2002 09:20 PM

One of the many beautiful things about cats is that they are willing to forgive us the occasional slip.

Give her a chin-scritch for me.

Posted by: Phil Ringnalda on September 9, 2002 10:32 PM

Just for reference, the hairs aren't any less noticeable when they come from a black cat. As I have some reason to know.

Some cats are more attuned to emotion than others. The Goth-kitties won't bug me if I'm upset, but we took care of a cat for someone for a summer that simply thought it was the center of everybody's universe. When it wanted petting, it wanted petting NOW.

Posted by: Dorothea Salo on September 10, 2002 08:03 AM

What an awesome cat. Are her eyes really two different colors?

Posted by: JS on September 10, 2002 10:49 AM


Change the colour of the business outfits!

Posted by: FARRAGO on September 11, 2002 02:44 AM

Heh. I spend a fortune on those peel-off sticky roller things because they really do get the cat hair off. And, yes, cats are the most forgiving of creatures. My Calli is fat and sweet and very forgiving.

Posted by: Elaine of Kalilily on September 12, 2002 05:29 PM

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