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Bloviating Zeppelin: Conglomerate

Bloviating Zeppelin

(in-ep-toc'-ra-cy) - a system of government where the least capable to lead are elected by the least capable of producing, and where the members of society least likely to sustain themselves or succeed, are rewarded with goods and services paid for by the confiscated wealth of a diminishing number of producers.

Sunday, April 01, 2007


I don't know how you individually manage your blogs but, occasionally, when I have the time, I attempt to create a number of drafts ahead of the various days to which I will post. I like to have posts on tap from which to choose and, naturally, these can be shunted aside at the last moment for something time-sensitive. Sometimes this plan works well; sometimes I have nothing to post but at the last second. Sometimes I miss a day. I try to be consistent; this is difficult in the Real World.

Today finds me posting on Sunday, beginning at 7 PM PST. That means the sun is still out, but my cabin surrounding are beginning to dim and I can only see orange highlights on various pines above me, at their highest treetops. Through narrow openings I can see a blue background tinged with some pink-tinted clouds. Red sky at night -- sailor's delight.

This post happens to be freeform because that is how it us unreeling. I've visited all my Usual Suspects via comments and, having done so, I feel better. I don't think I have a point at all. I'm actually sure of it: no point at all for this post hence its title: Conglomerate.

It is now officially 11 days into Spring; where I live, at the 4,000-foot level in the Sierra Nevada mountains, my high temperature today was 51-degrees. The final vestige of snow, which had fallen from my metal roof, completely melted today. Up until yesterday, I'd actually had a snowpile on the deck.

For those who have followed my blog, I must admit: my gracious cat, Mose, is gone. I had acquired him from Placer County's The Cat House in November of 2005 whilst a kitten. He became the proverbial "bicoastal" cat when he traveled between my then-fiance's house and to my house in the mountains on the weekend. He customarily positioned himself under my rolltop's warming desk light adjacent the laptop on which I am now typing, with cat-paws sprawled across the keyboard.
Whilst in the valley below, one day he exited via a dog door and never returned. The neighborhood in which my wife resides is not ideal nor pretty; I can only hope that Mose somehow managed to be captured by a family that loves him at least as much as I loved him. I checked the area to see if he had been struck by a vehicle. I saw no such evidence. I believe he has been "captured" by another somewhat-local family because of his loving nature. I would very much like to believe this.

He was one upon which my now-wife said: "He was the only cat I ever encountered who liked me, enjoyed people, purred at the drop of a hat."

Only so true. I miss my stupid cat.

In the meantime, perhaps because the Lord has various plans for us, I seem to have since been adopted by a number of local feral cats in my neighborhood. They are clearly undomesticated and I would not presume to force civilization upon them. I have won them over with food -- imagine that. They now are sufficiently comfortable with me that I can pet them, beat them on their butts, scrapple their heads, pat them flat, and make them talk to me. One of them consistently refers to a former Chinese Leader: Mao.

Mayhaps with each departure, if we are clear to recognize same, comes a form of arrival?

I have been blessed by the Good Lord.

Such it is with my scattered thoughts for this post.

And oh, the photo? That is of a bear that my wife actually sewed for me on our Honeymoon. It leaves me incredulous. Someone actually created something for me. I am astounded and flabbergasted. How amazing is that?

I love her with all my heart.



Blogger Gayle said...

I love this post, BZ, except for the fact that you lost Mose. I'm so sorry! I absolutely know how that feels and it isn't easy.

Cute bear! I'm so glad you are now married and love someone with all your heart, as I'm sure she does you. I don't understand people who don't want to ever marry; they are born alone, live alone and die alone. How sad! We all are born alone and die alone, but to choose to live alone leaves us so... well... "alone".

Blessings to you both. :)

Mon Apr 02, 06:34:00 AM PDT  
Blogger Bloviating Zeppelin said...

Gayle: thank you very kindly.


Mon Apr 02, 08:53:00 AM PDT  
Blogger BB-Idaho said...

Perhaps Mose is making out OK: we picked up a cat that was hanging out at the University dumpster. She seemed to take to rural living, so we took her in to bE spayed..halfway through the operation the vet called in exasperation "'s already been spayed ONCE!" So the feline types can and do change families..what's the old adage?_Cat's don't have owners, they have staff? Anyhoo, best of luck to ol Mose!

Mon Apr 02, 03:57:00 PM PDT  
Blogger A Jacksonian said...

How do I post?

One at a time. Only have a couple of 'draft' posts for holding images, the rest is rip-n-read sort of things.

If you are a 'cat person' they will find you... had a regular parade of them walking to school way back when. Now just the two, and that is more than enough...

I was more than prepared to go through life alone, as I expected no one to really understand me nor how I am. Luckily that proved out not to be true, but the thought held no terror nor horror for me. And I still need time alone, as I am not the outgoing type of person that needs company.

Basically, a space alien.

Mon Apr 02, 06:16:00 PM PDT  
Blogger ABFreedom said...

Great Bear! .. and good to see you guys are happy ... stay that way dammit... LOL

How do I post ... I absorb everything I see and here all day long, give it about 3 minutes of thought, and spew it out in a blog post ... LOL .... really .. that's about what it amounts to. I don't have drafts, as I've found I never make them live because they get old in my mind real quick. I'm bombarded with info all day long, and some of it sticks to my cranium, and that's what I post about. Probably comes from having to do things on the run so much lately.

Mon Apr 02, 06:37:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Mahndisa S. Rigmaiden said...

04 02 07

Wah! BZ Sorry to hear about Mr. Allison, but I too hope that a warm and loving family adopted him. That teddy bear is beautiful. God bless you and your wife.

Mon Apr 02, 09:14:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Bloviating Zeppelin said...

Thank you all for your kind words. Call me silly, but I still think that for my wife to actually make me a bear is a really cool and wonderful thing. Sigh. What a lady!


Tue Apr 03, 03:14:00 PM PDT  

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