so if I'm never seen again...

The latest Neighbor-Related Annoyance is that somebody's issues have escalated to the point of court orders and arrests, and a flurry of emails to advise caution if one encounters Party A to the dispute just went round, which information would have been more helpful A) earlier in the overall process, B) coming by means other than email (see 'previous issues regarding building notifications'), C) padded out with a little more detail rather than just assuming everyone knew what's been going on, and D) if I knew who the hell Party A was in the first place, since I hardly ever see anyone but a couple of the more rabidly social people in the building. So now I get to sit here and worry whether Party A is going to take additional offense at the building-at-large and do something even more stupid over that... People, Idunno. {shakes head}

Hm, yes, I DID So Blog That...

I note in passing that I have been living with Snip and her strange quirks for eight years today. And blogging about her shortcomings for very nearly as long. I think, BTW, that this means Weasel is 14, since she was about five when we got her the summer before Snip. It's going to be hard to tell when Weasel's actually declining from age, given that she's always been a bit nearsighted and dumber than the box the rocks came in...

Bugger.

Screen Blanking Episode number 9 just now (dark purple, as I went to click in a comment-box); George is OOW as of now, alas, and I still can't spare him to take him in... I'm starting to wonder if there's a correlation to temperature-plus-humidity, since he was mostly OK all winter.