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   wanton display of fearlessness
Friday, April 14 2017
Charles the Cat ventured into the laboratory multiple times today, on one occasion going out onto the laboratory deck, perhaps the first time in his life he'd ever ventured out under the naked sky. Oscar the Cat was out there at the time, though that wasn't a problem. Oscar seems to be giving Charles the benefit of the doubt.
The sun has been so strong in recent days that it's been causing the fluid in the hydronic solar panels to boil before it can circulate to the basement slab (the system is still in winter mode, meaning the boiler is on and heating household water, and any solar heat is put into the slab). To remedy the problem, I had to add more hydronic fluid to the top of the circulation loop using a large custom funnel built for this purpose.

This evening Gretchen prepared a quick & delicious argula & pesto dish featuring tempeh crumbles and a rice-based pasta (it's still Passover!) and then our friends Jenny & Doug came over. They founded the animal sanctuary in Woodstock that has since moved to south of Stone Ridge. And since then, they've handed the sanctuary over to other people to run and have moved to Brooklyn. Doug now commutes daily to Times Square to work significantly more than full-time on a new film for Michæl Moore. What it's about is, for now, a secret. Jenny & Doug had headed upstate for the weekend for some much-needed non-urban downtime. They still have three dogs, two of which can't be trusted around other dogs. The third, Sophie, is the three-legger they picked up on a visit to Puerto Rico, and they'd brought her tonight. She's very sweet but a little shy, though she didn't freak out as much as Jenny and Doug suggested she might once Celeste the Cat (aka "the Baby") came out of the woodwork and then proceeded to parade around in a wanton display of fearlessness. Later Clarence made an appearance. Jenny said that if she were a cat, she'd find Clarence irresistible. The best retort I could come with to that was, "He's only into raccoons." Because of course Clarence would be too cool for other cats.


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