Third, Fourth and No Rest
With a fairly laid back mid-week holiday, I was hoping to have a quiet evening before going back to the remainder of a hectic week by watching the extras on my Criterion issue of The Third Man. Well, living in the "colorful" Mission District, I should have known better than that. Fireworks (all illegal mind you) don't go off at sunset but starting around 10 p.m. and going until at least 2 a.m.
You can actually see the reflection of the film in the window in this shot. (It embiggens quite nicely to get the full outerspace feel.)
I've tried to console my poor cat Bunter, but he refuses to be anywhere except here under the bed where he'll likely stay until the sun rises.UPDATE: They actually stopped just after 2 a.m. Bunter immediately jumped on the bed, raced over my shoulders for a couple of minutes and then snuggled and purred like a kitten for the rest of the night.
Labels: holidays, insanity, San Francisco, The Mission
posted by Ladrón de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) @ 10:51 PM
15 comments
15 Comments:
Isn't sunset around 9:30 these days in SF? 10pm doesn't seem so late when you look at it like that.
I really need to see The Third Man again (and that terrific Zithermusik soundtrack).... but I'm so behind in my film watching that I really shouldn't indulge in repeat viewings. I have resigned myself to the idea, though, that I will never get to watch or read everything on The Lists.
That first shot is awesome. It looks that that first scene in The Terminator where the naked time traveler people show up.
Kusala - 10 seems late to me these days, at least for that much noise on a school night. I have no business adding DVDs to my library either -- I don't have either the time or space.
Dave - No naked folks, just a bunch of drunk Missionistas with torches and explosives. Not a healthy combination.
Bunter looks a lot like the cat I used to have named Shelby. He was fat, just like yours! ehehe! Too cute! I'll send you a picture of him sometime and maybe you can see the resemblance!
Big hugs to Bunter.
He's not fat, just puffed up with fear.
Oops. Sorry! I guess I'm a bit partial to pudgy kitties and babies! See, doesn't Shelby look somewhat like Bunter? hehe!
Okay, okay. Shelby's a knock out. I don't give praise to anyone's cats but my own. I won't even throw a dog a bone. Let them do their own work. I think Shelby's got a bit more overhang than Bunter. He's big to begin with and has more stripes than marble like Shelby.
He was born in Coos Bay, Oregon, and has lived in NYC, Kansas City, SF and Toronto. How about Shelby? Ew, I refuse to make Junk Thief a pet story swap meet. We'll be exchanging knitting patterns and caserole recipes next.
Tell me about your favorite philospher or sexual position instead.
I didn't get to see any fireworks last night because of the heavy winds. I had to settle for a few stray bottle rockets going off down the street. Just as well, it freaks out the dog and after a while enough is enough. Glad you and the kitty finally got some rest.
Thanks for your lovely comments. It has only been a week and I am missing the kids. Of course once I settle into summer I'll get over it somewhat.
To get the conversation away from kitties I would have to say I like the concept of the Chinese Finger Trap, but have yet to go there...but I'm still young.
If anyone has to ask what sexual position the Chinese Finger Trap is, you don't have enough imagination to be in bed with me.
Gary - Glad to know your dog is fine. Hope your summer goes well.
Scot - Oh, yes, the Chinese finger trap. Live long enough, and you'll try it I'm sure.
The poor little Bunter! I'm glad she finally came out from under the bed.
Bryce - Bunter is 100% male and very butch except when it comes to fireworks.
poor bunters looks very upset (but i had to larf at his expression).
are you sure there wasn't an alien invasion? looks like it in the top pic.....get away from there junk!
Poddy, I think that might've been our Governator Arnold paying a visit!
No, I think it was just Arnold making a comment. As you'll notice, it's a Prius next to the beam of light, which I'm sure he considers to be too girly mannish compared to a HumVee
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