I’ve just put up a new website for my art.



Ruby Payne, beloved companion of sister Emmy, co-feline Amelia, and humans Mason, Calvin, Heather, and James Payne, passed away unexpectedly last weekend.  She was five.

Ruby enjoyed playing, catching wildlife, and relaxing with her humans.  She was fond of the outdoors and enjoyed all of the seasons.  She liked kitty treats, catnip, and surreptitiously licking butter sticks on the counter.  She was very patient with and loving to her sisters and humans.

Ruby excelled in Human Studies and had developed advanced techniques for operating in the human world including skills such as opening doors of different types, operating office equipment, and gently waking sleeping humans.

Ruby and her littermate Emmy were welcomed into the Payne household from the Springfield (Vermont) Humane Society in 2007.  The sisters quickly became an integral part of the family.  Together the household grew and enjoyed life.  After Emmy’s unexplained disappearance in the summer of 2010, Ruby became listless.  While she was still attentive and affectionate to her humans, Ruby lost interest in playing.  The following summer, Amelia joined the household as co-feline.  After some initial tension on Ruby’s part, Amelia was accepted into the family and helped restore Ruby’s zest for life.  The past year had been joyful for the kitties and their humans and this summer has been full of chasing wildlife, rolling in the sand, and playing Cats and Humans.

Ruby was interred in Perkinsville on Sunday, August 26th, 2012 with her humans in attendance.

The family asks that you cherish your companions and think a positive thought for a little grey kitty playing in the grass.


On the way out of the office to the structure fire last night, I knocked over a plastic shelf that someone’s lead technician (you know who you are) had left propped against the door to the kitchen.

On my return, I stopped at the house to grab a beer (okay, two) and returned to the office. Striding confidently through the dark kitchen at the office, I stepped on the shelf which shot out from under me.

Kicking both feet high in the air and throwing my keys across the room, I ended up flat on my back on the floor. Happily I did not split my head open nor drop either beer.

Sorry, I fell asleep.

Facebook is the devil and the sapper of real blog entries.

Three months on, I come up with three sentences.


Filth in San Francisco
October 24, 2009


Last weekend, O1 and I attended our council’s fall camporee. This was our first campout with our new Boy Scout troop.

It rained almost non-stop.

Cub Scouts and siblings were also invited; O2 and Rabid came on Saturday.

Although there are three local troops, we ended up in this troop through luck; the brother of a friend of O1’s was in this troop. I realized quite early on Saturday morning that we had joined the right troop when I noticed that the leaders were grinding coffee beans.

Everybody had a good time and the rain didn’t interfere too much.