House On Abominable Hill
I was up until the wee hours last night after enjoying a few vodka and Red Bulls while we watched television, partially because I wanted to catch a buzz and partially because I was kinda paranoid to let the Yorkie go unattended while we snoozed, as God only knows what she'll be wandering around barfing on.
The Yorkie did have one final pukey moment, around 6:30 in the AM which woke both the wife and myself, though it turned out to be undigested food rather than anything too freaky looking. This led us both to believe that maybe she had just gotten overzealous in her recovery, so we just let her lie and hoped for the best. The vet had said to see how she was doing in the morning, then decide if she needed to come back in for another look. Since she seemed somewhat better, if still a bit mopey we decided to let it lie until the afternoon to see what happened, which would be roughly 24 hours from the shot that he'd given her to calm her stomach down.
The wife had meetings in the morning, so she dressed and split, while I fell back into the bed until noon, feeling kinda blah from lack of sleep and the Red Bull still twitching its way through my system. After my alarm woke me I returned a couple texts, confirming to the wife that the dog was doing about the same if not back to herself 100%, and making lunch plans with EL and DR to meet at the Thai place.
I dressed quickly and headed out to see if I could run a couple errands before lunch, sequestering the dog on our side of the house to prevent any lingering sickness from ruining carpet all over the house. I gassed up the car and hit the local books, music and video outlet to pick up most of this months' periodicals before meeting the fellas. Lunch was good, though it feels like we're taking turns being kinda blah lately, as EL seemed a bit down this time around. Weird.
I headed home, found the Yorkie kinda bouncy and happy to see me, so she and I fetched the newspaper and mail, then I gave her another serving of food, which she seemed to enjoy and keep down, so I texted the wife with a status report, as she was kind of 'on call' in the afternoon to possibly take her back to the vet if need be.
The interwebs were calling me, so I spent some time on the blog, working to get it caught up sooner than later, then eventually retired to the den to watch something off the To-Watch Pile. Abominable was a blind-buy from a Big Lots run, in which a genre star-studded cast are menaced by a decent looking low budget Yeti in a remote forested area. It's an okay watch, a breezy 90 minutes that features Tiffany Shepis in a shower scene, so that was worth the price of admission alone. What a cutie.
The wife came and went over the course of the late afternoon, catching a nap with the Yorkie before she had to head back out to be at an evening meeting.
She split for her meeting and the Yorkie relocated into the den with me to see what I was up to, which was another decent sign that she's on the mend. I gave the phone another shake and decided to check out another Film Noir title after my great experience 'discovering' Out Of The Past from Monday afternoon.
The House On Telegraph Hill was something that I had grabbed at a pawn shop for a dollar, just based on the cover and the promise of noir, so I decided to give this one a shot and see what was up. The film turned out to be more of a mystery/thriller than what the typical trappings would bill as 'noir', but it's still an enjoyable watch. A woman assumes her friend's identity when she dies in a concentration camp, only to find that immigrating to America is equally dangerous. She is romanced by a family lawyer, reunited with her young 'son' and finds herself at odds with the suspicious governess who has been raising the boy while she was out of the country and presumed dead. There's some murder and intrigue, but more than anything it was fun to see the San Francisco streets circa the 1950s, which look great in crisp black and white courtesy of director Robert Wise, who evidently worked in many different genres over the years, directing varied stuff like Curse Of The Cat People, Two For The Seesaw and The Day The Earth Stood Still over the course of his career.
The wife returned during the last half of the movie, then she and I killed some time with a light dinner before settling in with the season three premiere of Justified, a show that I have truly missed. Timothy Olyphant continues to be awesome as Raylan Givens, and the rest of the cast are fun and interesting with their various quirks, especially his boss, who has great banter with him pretty much every time they're onscreen together.
We called it a night shortly afterward, the Yorkie seemed happy to head to bed and get back to the normal routine, so I think she's fully on the mend.
Be seeing you.
The Yorkie did have one final pukey moment, around 6:30 in the AM which woke both the wife and myself, though it turned out to be undigested food rather than anything too freaky looking. This led us both to believe that maybe she had just gotten overzealous in her recovery, so we just let her lie and hoped for the best. The vet had said to see how she was doing in the morning, then decide if she needed to come back in for another look. Since she seemed somewhat better, if still a bit mopey we decided to let it lie until the afternoon to see what happened, which would be roughly 24 hours from the shot that he'd given her to calm her stomach down.
The wife had meetings in the morning, so she dressed and split, while I fell back into the bed until noon, feeling kinda blah from lack of sleep and the Red Bull still twitching its way through my system. After my alarm woke me I returned a couple texts, confirming to the wife that the dog was doing about the same if not back to herself 100%, and making lunch plans with EL and DR to meet at the Thai place.
I dressed quickly and headed out to see if I could run a couple errands before lunch, sequestering the dog on our side of the house to prevent any lingering sickness from ruining carpet all over the house. I gassed up the car and hit the local books, music and video outlet to pick up most of this months' periodicals before meeting the fellas. Lunch was good, though it feels like we're taking turns being kinda blah lately, as EL seemed a bit down this time around. Weird.
I headed home, found the Yorkie kinda bouncy and happy to see me, so she and I fetched the newspaper and mail, then I gave her another serving of food, which she seemed to enjoy and keep down, so I texted the wife with a status report, as she was kind of 'on call' in the afternoon to possibly take her back to the vet if need be.
The interwebs were calling me, so I spent some time on the blog, working to get it caught up sooner than later, then eventually retired to the den to watch something off the To-Watch Pile. Abominable was a blind-buy from a Big Lots run, in which a genre star-studded cast are menaced by a decent looking low budget Yeti in a remote forested area. It's an okay watch, a breezy 90 minutes that features Tiffany Shepis in a shower scene, so that was worth the price of admission alone. What a cutie.The wife came and went over the course of the late afternoon, catching a nap with the Yorkie before she had to head back out to be at an evening meeting.
She split for her meeting and the Yorkie relocated into the den with me to see what I was up to, which was another decent sign that she's on the mend. I gave the phone another shake and decided to check out another Film Noir title after my great experience 'discovering' Out Of The Past from Monday afternoon.
The House On Telegraph Hill was something that I had grabbed at a pawn shop for a dollar, just based on the cover and the promise of noir, so I decided to give this one a shot and see what was up. The film turned out to be more of a mystery/thriller than what the typical trappings would bill as 'noir', but it's still an enjoyable watch. A woman assumes her friend's identity when she dies in a concentration camp, only to find that immigrating to America is equally dangerous. She is romanced by a family lawyer, reunited with her young 'son' and finds herself at odds with the suspicious governess who has been raising the boy while she was out of the country and presumed dead. There's some murder and intrigue, but more than anything it was fun to see the San Francisco streets circa the 1950s, which look great in crisp black and white courtesy of director Robert Wise, who evidently worked in many different genres over the years, directing varied stuff like Curse Of The Cat People, Two For The Seesaw and The Day The Earth Stood Still over the course of his career.The wife returned during the last half of the movie, then she and I killed some time with a light dinner before settling in with the season three premiere of Justified, a show that I have truly missed. Timothy Olyphant continues to be awesome as Raylan Givens, and the rest of the cast are fun and interesting with their various quirks, especially his boss, who has great banter with him pretty much every time they're onscreen together.
We called it a night shortly afterward, the Yorkie seemed happy to head to bed and get back to the normal routine, so I think she's fully on the mend.
Be seeing you.
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