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Lucky (aka Rucky) The One-Eyed Bitch of Good Fortune

corresponding nicely with the temporary addition of this one-eyed feral dog to our household who goes by the name Lucky, luck(y) has been on our side.

Meatball and Chain conquered the shit out of new-job acquisition.   In spite of the fact that they often treated him like the help, his soon to be ex-bosses wept like schoolgirls when they were told.  Guess it stings to lose the help.  BUT-they’ll have to find another proverbial mexican to raise their children and fix their chicken coops because we are fucking outta here.

my job will continue from afar through december.   while the job itself will remain far from perfect, this improves my situation greatly.  i will retain paycheck + health insurance (ambien,  come to mama).  no one will know how few hours it actually takes to accomplish my duties.  homegirl who eats loudly shall no longer bother me.  i no longer have to pass the time at this desk.  i no longer even have to put on pants to complete my scope of work.  it could be the best of both worlds.

now my head is spinning around exorcist-style at the shower of good tiding and life changes upon us.

ok, what i just wanted to say was “the golden shower of good tidings..”  but i wanted to say it in a way that didn’t necessarily conjure the image of being peed on so much as an homage to

1)the fireworks of the same name that i snickered about all weekend during annual 4th of july trip to new england

and/or

2)how zeus got all up in the king of argos’s imprisoned daughter in the form of a “shower of gold” and impregnated her with perseus.  oh to be knocked up by big daddy zeus turning himself into a pile of gold dust and “raining through the grates of your prison tower”.  purrr.  however, i am saddened by the empty lonely life of medusa and the gorgons.  although i desperately thankful to her for foaling pegasus.  but saddened again at how those three sisters, the stygian witches, had to share an eye.  and how much i learned from clash of the titans circa 1981 which  i saw at the drive-in no less than 4 times at a most tender age.  and how i remember even now how deeply i loved pegasus and also how profoundly inspired i was to somehow build myself a tiny mechanical owl – which i realize now was like, totally, steampunk before steampunk even existed.   anyway,  it turns out that where i grew up there were actually tiny little burrowing owls that lived in the fields and a few years later i raised one of those orphaned burrowing owls in my bedroom on a diet of caterpillars and locusts and sunflower seeds.  and in an early lesson in wildlife, i ultimately knew that this little  owl was not to be my mechanical Bubo but instead deserved a life free to burrow into the ground and get himself a special ladyowl and eat the rodents of eastern new mexico.  at a suitable age, i set him free to follow his little owl path. and yes, i have digressed immensely from the golden shower topic at hand, but i will say that regardless of owls or steampunk or growing up into an old weird lady, i do and will always always always love pegasus and winged horses more than anything in the entire world.

and as for Lucky The Bitch of Good Fortune who, like those stygian witches, has only one eye, but has seemingly brought us good fortune… she is due for some delicious kibble, a new home with a couple named brian and sarah who are renovating their house on her behalf, and her first golden shower coming up soon, the Perseid Meteor shower that is:  Active this year between July 17-August 24; peaking August 13.

07/07/2011  Leave a comment