Author: Kate ONeill

are here and here.

I am completely hung over after a wonderful dinner party last night hosted by some wonderful friends in the Werthan Lofts building. Karsten and I stumbled the three blocks back home around 1 AM, fed the cats, fell into bed,

Here’s trouble!, originally uploaded by xnuzboss. Very amused by this title. Seen here with Gandalf Mantooth of Dork Nation. Or is it Mark Mays of Pith in the Wind? I can never tell those two apart.

From time to time, I’ve been told that I bear a resemblance to Geena Davis, but this is the most I’ve ever seen it, and it’s probably only because I’m so far away and blurry. 🙂

I’m kind of psyched about the WKRN blogger party tonight at Wolfie’s (are you local? do you blog? are you coming?) even though, to most bloggers, LiveJournal is barely considered a blog platform. I’ve been kind of tempted to skip

As in, we have them. I mean, what’s the point of living with six cats (including one ninja kitten) if rats aren’t afraid to come near our house? Not that the cats can actually get to them. The rats have

There are tons of news stories and obits floating around about Arif Mardin’s death, and many of them quote Daryl Hall’s written statement calling him a “father figure.’ So, in a way, Daryl Hall has now lost a father to

Karsten went by the nearest pawn shop today to check for our bird feeders, but they weren’t there. I don’t know if we’ll bother checking too many others — there are A LOT of them, and it’s kind of depressing.