Yesterday, I dropped off Jennifer and her friend Shannon at the new Terminal Two at Austin’s clusterfuck called our airport. They were flying to San Diego and then driving over to Tijuana today. Shannon is getting some surgery which is way cheaper and just as good in Mexico. Jennifer is tagging along for moral support…plus, it’s Mexico, not exactly a place known for consistency. As much as I distrust and dislike American cops, they’re at least predictable and can be punished unlike Mexico’s.
So I have to feed and care for all five cats myself which would be easy if it weren’t for Nubby. He is the difficult one. Demands to be fed at particular times. It must be the wet stuff which he then makes a mess everywhere with. Worst of all, he’s very wasteful. I estimate that he only consumes at best, half of what is put out. We guessed it was habit to take out the moisture but based upon my current observations, no. He’s a slob and in his tiny, flawed brain, if it falls out of the dish, it isn’t edible. Thankfully, the monthly Chewy order arrived too. This means Agamemnon’s specialized food is back in stock for him to eat while I do what I can to keep him out of the stuff responsible for his hospitalization last year. Discovered what a traitor Metztli was last night too. Seems she only likes to sleep on the bed if Jennifer is present. I’m not good enough.
Anyway, not much is going to change while my girlfriend beat the odds of landing a good hotel room during the biggest Nerd Gathering on Earth, aka, the San Diego Comic Con which doesn’t have many comic books. I could’ve sworn she’s been to San Diego before but found out I was wrong. Me? I haven’t been there since 1989 while my parents lived around Poway. Really sucked too. They lived there for five damned years. They couldn’t hold still while I was in high school nor live somewhere (other than Houston) cool. I hope she has a great time. I’m going to be catching up on laundry, cleaning the fridge and attending Austin’s Classic Game Fest on Saturday.