The Chinchilla's Universe...

The top pane is feminine and the bottom is masculine. What do you guys think? Am I being a pretentious fuck? It is a piece by Marcel Duchamp called "The Bride Stripped Bare by her Bachelor" and I wish I had some old essays I worte summarizing what the fuck is going on here. Poor bachelors. I will never know what it is like to be one. I think of this piece weekly, I must confess. I should enumerate the odd things that manifest themselves in my mind regularly. I wonder what it means about me. I suppose us women are the shattered pane on top. I always identified with R2D2 but robots are not warm ideas to me.
So our Prime Minister is now threatening to sue the US for breach of contract under NAFTA. I need to read about this as I find it humourous. And what the fuck body of law are they using in the Saddam trial? I need to research Nuremburg. StatsCanada says that the children of immigrants are better educated than us lame Canadians. Cuban choir members are seeking refugee status in Ontario. My cryptkeeper decals are letting me down.

Update!
This photo is of me in my battle gear last night after that last posting I made. The smell got so out of hand that I fashioned this protective gear out of a dirty dish towel and an elasctic band!
I ended up pouring out the gross rotten water into the sink and taking all 5 bones into the back yard and burying them in the vegetable garden. I will dig them up as a Christmas gift to myself, I figure. Hopefully the basteria in the soil will munch up all the foul shit on the bones.
The putrid events of my evening did not end there, however. I came inside and decided to tackle my main pantry which is where this veghead keeps a bunch of grains bought in bulk. I had noticed holes in the bags and figured it was mice that had gotten into the bags.
Of course not.
It had to totally be some of the most disgusting crap known to Meghan: moths and moth larvae! Yeuch! I trashed six bags of chow and the shelves are still soaking in bleach in the tub. I vacuumed the dead larvae and cocoon-like crap from the pantry. The crypt keeper is playing some nasty tricks on me!

I am trying so hard not to be grossed out as I type this. Whafts of rotting marine mammal flesh and bone are circulating in my house although I have been on incense and whindow and fan patrol. Remember how I had found those seal vertebrae on the beach? Well, today I found a jaw bone (see the teeth there on the left) and some big flipper/wing-like bone. It seams the mega-corpse had been cleaned up or something but what remained there appeared to be the skin of a seal pup.
Although I love forensic investigations on television, gathering the bones in a plastic bag really gave me the heebie-jeebies. So I put them in a giant pot of boiling water (detailed view is shown here) and now have just added some bleach to the water to help with the awful smell. I cannot help but think that I need to go out into the chilly dark night and dig a hole right now in my garden to pour the bones into and bury for a month or two to ensure all the rotten crap is gone. Yeuch. I have a high tolerance for disgusting oogie shit but this is seriously testing my threshold. The larger bone I found leads me to believe it is not from a seal at all. I think the teeth on the jaw bone will help me to identify this marine mammal. I need some biologist buddies!

Sugar Gliders, Puppets and Idiocy

Hey people. A rainy Friday evening here in Victoria - I wonder if I will gain an hour this weekend? That is always fun....to recoup what was stolen from us in the Spring.
Light is being usurped from us Northern Hemispherians at an accelerated rate now that we are post-Equinox. December 21st is always wonderful because it marks the end of our photon burglary! Bring back the photons!
I really don't have much to report. I probably do, but my brain is mushy from a TURDSday night pub crawl around the slums of the Garden City. I sill hate intolerant creatures and my aversion to violence is still quite high. I am loving up Sufjan Stevens and am making coffee to energize me through a coccoon-like clean-up effort. I learned that London Ontario is known not only for the insurance industry, but also for being the thunderstorm capital of North America!

My Favourite Architect's Latest (and Last?) Creation is Officially Open!

The GREEN CITADEL MAGDEBURG, convenient in the heart of the city Madgeburg, was handed over to the public on 3 October 2005 solemnly.

With a surface area of 5000 m2 it completes a unique ensemble of buildings of different epochs and pulls with its individual life and experience areas the visitors into their spell. Instead of a closed residential complex an alive organism from 55 individually arranged dwellings as well as a hotel, a catering trade and an office developed among other things.

Check it out, you lucky Germans!

Happy Autumn!
Check out how gorgeous the flowers remain in Victoria even in October. This is a little collage I whipped up from a collection of photographs that I have been taking in my neighbourhood over the past few days.

Seal Vertebrae!

Jørg1 says:
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Jørg1 says:
hvor ble det av Truls!