Events

At least one of my friends (ND-D) would be proud of me: as of tonight, all 21 of the lightbulbs in my apartment are compact fluoroescent, and in some cases of lesser luminosity than the ones they replaced. All told, if every light bulb in the place is blazing away, I'm still using less electricity than if only my kitchen and bathroom lights were on before replacing the bulbs. Plus, unless I live here 20 years, it's unlikely any of them will ever need replacing. It's a little thing, but if everyone did...

You will notice that the ParkerCam isn't being updated today. Parker is in his crate, which I had hoped not to use, but circumstances required it: Parker and I watched the Oscars last night: He got bored during the middle part, so he began repositioning furniture (in this case, my pillow): But most of the time he just half-watched and half-slept:

Wow, do I have a lot of movies to see. Update, 11:08 pm CT: Wow, Scorsese finally won! Last update, 11:14 pm CT: Scorsese won again! It never rains... One more update, 11:18 pm CT: MSNBC just sent a news alert out about the Best Actress Oscar™. I'm wondering: who is checking email from a place they can't see the actual Oscars broadcast? Anyone? Bueller?

Through the ParkerCam I just got to watch my darling soon-to-be-crated-from-now-on puppy disemboweled my comforter: I guess the photo caption isn't a joke after all. I am not happy. Update, 1:30 pm: Oh. My. God. I can't decide if he's adorable or really, really a bad dog: Update, 5:15 pm: Caught in the act! OK, I really have to get home now.

Princeton economist and New York Times columnist Paul Krugman (sub.req.) points out that serious energy conservation does not equal economic disaster: [T]he assumption, explicit or implicit, that any substantial cut in energy use would require a drastic change in the way we live...is false. Let me tell you about a real-world counterexample: an advanced economy that has managed to combine rising living standards with a substantial decline in per capita energy consumption, and managed to keep total carbon...

After play group this evening I (a) wrestled a 24-kilo dog into a bathtub, (b) continued to wrestle said dog who did not want clean water dumped on him repeatedly, which was ironic because (c) less than half an hour before he had rolled around in a mud puddle the size of Connecticut at the dog park. Poor Parker, he won't be going to the play group much until either (a) the mud in the dog park freezes or (b) the mud dries out. But in a strange twist, right now he's lying on the floor gnawing on a bully...

Parker, a black dog, hangs out on a white couch (because they no longer make this one and natural cotton was the only color slipcover they had left), which is covered in a slightly greenish fleece blanket (because it has an expected lifespan of two months and cost $3 at Target): Nothing otherwise notable here.

Oy. Yes, the dog ate my cell phone case. I really, really want to skip ahead to his second birthday now...