Disappearing Act
5 days ago
'Scoakat' rhymes with 'Snow Hat'! - - Just my thoughts on music, humor, our life in Madison and anything else I feel like.
Happy Fourth of July weekend, everyone - or Brexit 1776, as I've heard it referred. I hope you had time off and spent it wisely, or not so wisely, however you prefer. I managed to get a lot done around the house and yard and still see friends and family. Some of the big things I managed to get done are power wash the whole house and garage and install a pulley system to store our bikes in the garage. Plus many, many more little projects and I still had plenty of time to relax, stay up late and listen to music - though I have several new things to listen to yet. That's one thing about music, there's always more that I haven't heard yet.
I first heard of the East German band Rammstein long ago when I heard the song Sehnsucht on the radio. I had no idea who did it or what the name of the song was. I even tried looking in a database in the music area of a local big box bookstore to no avail. Eventually I figured it out and got their cassette tape. After that they kind of disappeared from America for many years after two of the members were arrested for indecency for performing a part of their stage show. Look up a live video for Buck Dich and you'll see what the prissy Americans were offended by. Europeans are much more open-minded.
A few weeks ago Basil took a pee on the carpet beside my desk chair. My wife got it cleaned up quickly and we kept an eye on him. A week later he peed again behind my desk chair. Okay, time to make an appointment with a veterinarian, we suspected he had a urinary tract infection and would need an antibiotic. My wife found a nearby clinic and made an appointment. On the day and on the way to that appointment he got so scared he peed into the towel in the cat carrier, useless for lab tests. They sent her home with a small, expensive packet of water resistant litter and a kit to get a pee sample. We had to get a little box for that litter, separate the cats and get Basil to pee in the new box with a small amount of strange litter in it. Simple task, right?
Finally, we arranged to take him in to the vet clinic and leave him until either he peed or they could extract a sample to verify the UTI. It didn't take more than a couple hours, and even then he peed in fright not knowing those humans, but they were able to confirm the infection and issued antibiotics. He's been on them for several days now and thankfully he seems to feel better. He was pretty upset and hissy with Kate for a day or so after dropping him off, he blamed her and he let her know it. I'll wait a few more days to be sure and then rent a carpet cleaner this weekend.
Two weeks after buying and potting several flowering plants we went and got some more. Several seen here on the steps, a flowering bush to replace the sickly peony on the edge of the stump area, and sage and parsley plants for the garden that are not shown here.

Today was the spring day I went plant shopping. We had a lot of pots to fill and I think I filled them well. It was overcast with sprinkles this morning, perfect weather to beat the crowds so I got going early. By midday it was sunny and beautiful outside so I'm sure the amateur gardeners were out in droves, crowding the plant stores and making it hard to move about and causing long lines at the cash registers.
In high school I had friends (yes, not many but some!) who either played instruments, had longer hair, enjoyed the same kind of music that I did or any combination of the above. I'm still friends with some, and I've written about them here, while others have faded or pushed away. One of my good friends from then, Mike, even lived with me for a while after high school. Otherwise we still seemed to get together somewhat regularly, driving to and fro. He continued to school an hour or two away but got hooked up with a band, Syrys, if I remember correctly. School fell by the wayside for him as it did for me, but he was doing what he loved. Eventually the band left small town Wisconsin and moved to a house in Chicago to seriously pursue music. It was after that move the band, now named Dementia, put out an album called Recuperate From Reality. Getting that album out was a great accomplishment. That the album was recently re-released by an independent label is a wonderful recognition and validation of their efforts. Too bad some of those involved sought more so it is just the one cd instead of a box set. The 3-cd box set that it should have been would have been a better tribute - if they all could have agreed on things. It's all in the past, this should be nothing more than a celebration of that past. One would hope that would be the only motivation, but it seems not because only the one cd got re-released.![]() |
| Mike, Skylar and Brian |