Before I go to bed

Yes, I really am going to bed.

I've got some weird plant behavior going on here.

I thought it was a little strange that one of my christmas cacti decided to put out new blooms. I decided that it was due to its' current location and the fact that for the first time I fertilized them this year. Well, I noticed today that the other one in a different room (i.e. different light) has decided that it wants to bloom too, in April. Maybe it's because we've kept the heat set at cold and the bloom cycles are off.

And my african violets may be affected by the same cold temperatures because they have decided that they don't want to bloom. Usually they bloom like mad, but I just pinched off the last of the old blooms and there are no new ones coming out. I did consider that maybe the plants that have suckers on them was preventing blooms, but I have one that is sucker-free and he's not blooming anytime soon. Maybe I'll give them a little extra love and attention this weekend and repot them.

The only happy indoor plant behavior is that the orchid is putting out a new leaf.

Oh yeah, all my tulips bloomed but not a single daffodil. What's up with that?
I should post better pictures of the parrot feather tulips. They look so awesome. It's fun to watch the people stop and look at them. Even better when they start commenting to their friends.

OK, going to bed.

Bra Burning Blitz

Let's bitch about bras today.
Do bra manufacturers really think about what they are doing when they design a bra?

It's almost like they make a model for an A or B cup, then think adding more material will work fine for larger cup sizes. What works for A/B doesn't work for C/D/DD/and up.

So you go out and buy a new bra. First, you shell out a lot of money for a single bra. The last bra I bought was about $40 with tax and that sucker was on sale. Even the really ugly bras are not that cheap. Now I'm sure there are women out there who would say that buying bras at Wal-mart or Target is an excellent idea. I'm not knocking that as a choice. I think if I had smaller breasts, I would probably do that. As it is every bra that I've ever tried from one of the mentioned stores has gone into the trash heap after a couple of wears because if it ain't comfortable, I'm not going to wear it.

Now that you've spent money on a bra after trying it on in the store, you take it home, cut off the tags and prepare to wear it. After a couple of hours, you realize that a wire is digging into your underarm or ribcage. Discreetly adjusting the problem works for a while. Later on you realize that the other underwire is doing the same thing and you can't wait to get home so that you can take the damn thing off. You try wearing the bra a few more times, you experience the same problems, finally you give up by tossing the new bra and going back to the old bra that you luckily hadn't given up yet just in case.

Other problems include the shoulder straps that don't stay adjusted, shoulder straps that are set wide enough apart for a line backer, shoulder straps that are wide enough to create the illusion of shoulder pads, the middle section of the bra front that is wide enough to be used as a bullet proof vest, and the hooks that bend out of place for no apparent reason.

Now, if bra stores offered a money-back guarantee, it might make things better. Then you could return a bra even after wearing it a few times. Even better would be a test-drive option for bras. Pick out a few styles, try them out for a week, return what didn't work and buy what you liked.

And what's up with the injection-molded-padded-push-up bras for large cup sizes? It doesn't really do anything except give your boobs a place to jiggle around in. Kind of like wearing a breast plate.

One day I'll invent the perfect bra and save womankind from the torture devices that exist on the market today. Until then, I'll suffer along with everyone else. Hell, I live in Berkeley, I don't have to wear a bra if I don't want to. I think I'll have a little bonfire tonight.

Stove doors?

I just heard a snippet on the radio of how a few people in San Francisco have bought plasma TVs off one those "have I got a deal for you in the back of my van" guys. Turns out that the TV was actually the door off a stove! Not sure how true it is, I just tried to Google the story and can't find anything. I can buy stoves and/or TVs, but no con story. However, it's nutty enough that it has to be true.

Pictures because I'm procrastinating

Bella has found a new spot to sleep in. The added bonus is that she can see the birds, the squirrels and the people out the window.




( Bella explaining how unpleased she is with me. )