While not an Endless River, there is some good in the Time-Line

RFLKRNEW1136I realize some are going to see the header and thing this is going to be a progressive rock review piece. After all, what is mentioned there were titles of albums by Pink Floyd and Renaissance, respectively. And there is a connection, a somewhat strong bridge in same. Read along and you will see what I mean.

For one…an endless river here can refer to the issue of life still going on and what has been before still doing so. Yes, yours truly still tutors [with Rae and Marty listening and looking in seeing their Mom rock how to tutor *S*] and is extremely happy when I do because the person I do this for, they get a great grade. Something to put on the CV….a smile on their face. While this has been said here before, this does bear repeating. Especially in light of the turn our society is taking…where some…no matter how much good they do …are minimalized or marginalized due to, dare we say this…a melanin level due to genetics. It stinks that one has to do this in order to remind some that not all are like the rather strongly reinforced stereotypes.

RFLKRNEW1134So what you have above here is the good that has happened in the ‘Time-Line’, which while not…as my bro Jon Camp would call a ‘Cliff Richard Cue’ in it’s entirety, it is a way of saying there has been some good that has happened. I am reminded of how and why I should be thankful for same each time there is an errand/food run. Those I refer to as the ‘Abnormal Psychology Courses…101, 201, 301 and Graduate Level ‘ outings, if only due to how insane the world has become. How divisive as well as dismissive of others, barring they belong to a similar, particular tribe. While there are pockets of where this is not the case, it is more common than many of us are willing to admit, willing to say or willing to fight against. On the last part of the previous sentence, that is something which does not bode well for what the future may be, barring a major miracle. And as Mets and Steelers fans will tell you, those do not happen ever day.



There you have it…..and the next time there will be a dispatch will be after the turn of the new year. As for the pics in this post, they were done to check again on the progress of the diet, as well as to make sure that I really can shock the daylights out of my primary member of the ‘gang of five’ when I see her in a few weeks :) Until the next posting…..from the land of the colourtini….enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air.

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My time of year…..but not because of the ‘Season of Greed’

RFLKRNEW1117For one, if anyone is wondering where the tail end of the title comes from, that was mentioned in ‘A Christmas Story’, the movie inspired by the stories of one of my favorite writers, as well as radio hosts, Jean Shepherd. at the time, what he was talking about, tongue in cheek…was how children saw the end of the year…toys…food….toys…food…school vacation time….you get the idea. But for me, this time of year means I am busy due to school.

As I mention to **** every other letter or so, as well as what Rae and Marty witness is that this time of year…til roughly about early spring, I am busy tutoring. At all hours, after the food runs and well into the very early morning. English, Math, Science, History, yep those are all on the boards. What is such a charge is that what I do in those sessions, with folks in the US and overseas is that this is what I normally do for the kitties. Before anyone thinks that is a tad strange, this has to do with, as was previously mentioned….the cats being treated like they are human kids. So they get the discussions, the lectures, the arms being used to illustrate examples of what is going on. Be it school subjects or even what is on the news. Recent events making those chats, at times some what difficult, but needed. The hope here is that other parents do the same because, being honest about what is out there does help.


Which is one of the other reasons why this type of teaching is such a joy. One can be honest RFLKRNEW1103about the subject, the event, the history of same and not be at the mercy or the behest of the unions or boards etc. Not that there is anything wrong with what those folks do, let’s get that one straight. HOWEVER….there are more cases these days, when the overall atmosphere is less in some places ….about education and more about some twisted forms of political correctness or even corporate agendas. This type of attitude may serve a purpose at the upper end of education, such as the college/university which is perfectly fine. But when we are dealing with minds that are still in the process of dealing with little bits of life, step by step…from this desk…this is the genesis of a recipe for a disaster. And having been through some of those in the 70’s, I have no intention of visiting that on others, who deserve better. They get better from here each time there is a session….and that is sure as heck is not going to change.

Before closing this one out, this will be the first Thanksgiving for Marty II with Rae and I. So far since she came into our lives, she has taken to the fall [and sometimes midweek versions] of the ritual. Which means, while Rae is a Kansas City Chiefs fan, Marty is taking to the San Diego Chargers. This has and is a major blessing to see….and I have a feeling when she sees that we are going to put the diet aside for one day, she will flip even more. Rae has not missed a beat in this either and when either of the kitty’s teams win, there is organic canip that abounds. If they lose, same thing, if only due to the fact that this is a safe way to console, sans putting on some Pink Floyd :) [And as usual, I did extend an invite to that one person to make it over this way to share in foot, football and the company that does exist here. Maybe one day the RSVP will be there. After all, Rae has her list of humans she wants to keep her mom company and this one party is at the top of the list].



We have reached the denoument of this post. There should be another couple in December after the ‘oilchanges’ that are due then. Hence….until those dispatches….from the land of the Colourtini..enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air.

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Another ‘wires being fried’ session….and other thoughts….

RFLKRNEW1110Before it is said, no I am not an electrician. This has to do with that funny little annual exam I have to have with an ophalmologist. which is something I only look forward to, if only because there is the chance of getting the prescription for contact lenses. Now if anyone is wondering why not glasses, it has to do with one particular little issue: ‘vanity’. That little human trait that tries to stem off the march of time…and I will admit to that. But as has been mentioned to **** and others, as long as this keeps me getting ‘carded’ along with other things….I will own up to that little character flaw. And it seems the doc, as well as his staff got this point. Although…it did take a bit of teeth pulling [odd little non-sequiter there, seeing this was being done with an eye doctor]. The good news is that, I did get the info needed to go to the place I normally get my contacts so I can order new sets. Which of course, are to make sure folks understand that the ‘strike zone’ is above the ’38th parallel’.

Aside from the eyes being checked, there has been nothing else going on medically. There was a change in the diet, to the point of where…unless it cannot be avoided…fried foods are now off the list for good. If one thinks that ‘Randi, you are ______ and we thought all of ____ liked that’, let’s dispell a couple myths here. For one not all of us are into it, especially if those foods do not metabolize rather well in the system. And then there is another more sobering reason. This has to do with the fact that some fats which are used in the process of cooking said foods can be contributing factors to a buildup of plaques and other blockages in the circulatory system. In particular, the brain….which can lead to, via proxy to illnesses such as Progressive Supranuclear Palsy, Alzheimer’s. Yeah, I know…some rather scary items for the body and mind to deal with. And even though there are some medications that can help after these are contracted….it still makes sense to not eat anything that can contribute more to the possibility of the problems happening. So as much as there is that temptation at times to do so, if they can be avoided…they will be. Plus it means that the baking of chicken or fish is done more and more. On the latter portion of that, the cats are a little upset…because they want some of what mom is cooking, but once there are spices on same…they cannot do so, for obvious reasons.

RFLKRNEW1111There has been one other nice effect of this change to the diet. Over the past couple months, there has been more of a change to the weight. Granted, the pics may seem to not show it, but that has happened. A good thing here in more ways than one. Plus I have been following the examples set by the folks who I am close to. While it may seem rather quaint to say that one is taking their lead from others…it’s part of the positive reciprocal atmosphere that comes about, even online from those who do care and know that if they do not care about what one eats or how one takes care of the body, no one else will. If that sounds like a little bit of being a parent at a distance, keep in mind the following: as has been said before, yes….I am a cat parent…but, I am a ‘parent’…by proxy to quite a few other folks and I would not trade the feeling of seeing them doing something positive, doing well for anything. It’s as gratifying as seeing the cats taking an interest in things I am into *S*

Before closing here, the new Marty is settling in real well, which is great [she even is insisting like Rae does that I get out the daily email to the human that Rae says she wants her mom with *S*..another tale for another day ] . She is now taking part in the Sunday fall ritual here, which is to have the telly on most of the day watching the NFL. Even though the girls and I so share this time together, recent events have made talking about the league a rather tough go, for many reasons. While I will not go into all of those here, what I will say is that the good that does exist is sometimes overshadowed by the sickening displays of rotten behavior, as well as in some way…the confirmation of some rather ugly stereotypes. By extension…this leads into some other difficult chats with the cats, as in if they were human. But will save a discussion about those for another posting.


So there we go for now….and until next month…from the land of the colourtini…enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air…

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And it’s now another full year done…

RFLKRNEW1083As one can gather from the title, yep another year has passed. Granted, I am not crazy about the number of years, let alone what is associated with it. Granted, there is or are rather the funny little benefits of discounts at various stores. Even though to be honest, I do not look what some of us, when we were kids associated with same. And thank goodness for that……

That has the rather odd, if not twisted benefit of, in some cases still getting carded for some items. It’s a bit of an emotional lift, to be honest. As well as a starting point for a couple rather interesting jokes at point of purchase…when the mood hits. As well as also offering a sobering situation, in that following the advice of the ‘gang of five’ has led to this, as opposed to not doing same, until it’s a little too late in the ballgame. So far, thanks to those folks, as well as those who I am close to online and of course, Rae and Marty….there is plenty of time left.

Well let’s refine that statement a tad. It’s a matter of how one spends that time that is the real measure of if there is ‘time enough at last’. Here, this making sure that be it tutoring the kids I do online [along with sending out the daily/nightly dispatch to a particular party who I am hoping to meet before the time heads to a sunset], being a net-mom to same…spending quality time with Rae and Marty [making sure the junior partner knows the paws she is filling and the legacy in same] and enjoying what I do like [the list of which is long], while keeping the items which distract or detract at a minimum. That is not being selfish, far from it. ‘Selfish’ would be assuming that one is the center of the universe and all are around to cater to that person’s every whim and whimsy. And as I have learned over the past few years, it’s better to be generous…sometimes sans a reason…than to mentally or emotionally collect people and things to prove one’s worth. If that sounds like I am being parental, mixed with a bit of Mark Twain…that is the blessing of being a voracious reader. Back when it was cool to do so, because it was. As opposed to doing so, due to media pressure otherwise to read and therefore, be ‘valuable’.

That is about it. Right now, the double nickle arrives with good health, a roof over the head, RFLKRNEW1087my two cats who I share so much with…what goes on is no different than what would be the case if they were human, good friends who [and those were a part of the massive listing in the last post] are sharp and we each give a damn about each other, as well as being needed for various items. There is great satisfaction in all of that….just that would be a +1 if one situation were to be resolved and then added, either at a distance or via other means. That is not being selfish, just the need to want to share things with another being. And as those who have read this blog know, there is a lot to share from here. All of which goes beyond ‘that issue’…which as many do know is 1/xxxxx of what is going on here.  It’s something I have not only stressed with others…as in folks, to be colloquial here….are ‘down with it’ and see, yes…there more than meets the eye….but also with that one particular party.  She knows, or I hope by now, she does that life here is not centered on the ‘bragging rights’ or ‘emotional pain rights’ [that last term is patent and trademark pending *S*] , but on items with are on a higher plane. If it was not, then heck, even Rae and Marty would run away from me, no matter how good the designer catnip and ‘mun-chies’ are. One has to hope that a human one is sweet on would not bolt as well.



One last note: of all things, the long term ‘riot act’ has resulted in the better visages that have shown up here, as well as the last few posts.  It may be outside of the realm of conventional wisdom….but there is way too much that is riding on making sure all of the good is followed. Lest there be…..well, let’s not go there.

So til next time…from the land of the colourtini….enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air….


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6 years post and still the Owner of an Only Heart….

RFLKRNEW1074This August marks one heck of a milestone. While for some be ‘6 years post’ can and more often than not means the after time for what, in some cases was an elective procedure [which is not to knock those who did, that was their call, we are talking about something that helps the OEM equipment the body has in the first place], here it’s about what was needed.  What had to be done and as Steve the Cardio would have said, ‘if you did not engage in this, you would not be here now’.  And this does go hand in hand with what he said about that 3-letter cocktail, in that if that was done, I REALLY could have and would have insured that I would not be here, due to the insult to the heart, kidneys and other organs which would have been caused, all in the name of keeping up with the ‘jonses’…or in some other corners…to ‘legitimize’ an existence. Hence, following his advice, I can celebrate and embrace the fact that it’s 6 years post the Congestive Heart Failure diagnosis.

Granted in this day and age, survival and a long life after such an event is not a big deal. But years ago, this was considered about as close to telling someone that their days were numbered and to make arrangements otherwise. However, these days, that is not the case. In addition to the myriad positive medications that can be used to take care of same. So now this is not something to be worried about per se, it’s a matter of the treatment, as well as what one has around them to make the time after better.

That is what I have on this end. Not an overnight thing, that was not going to beRFLKRNEW1079 the case. This was a long time coming, changing and the modification of the diet, attitude…even those who I was around in the way of companionship. On the latter point, we are not talking about what some think that word means. In this case, it has to do with those who are there via the fact they are sincere…even if the ‘being there’ is in a virtual vein…as in a connection via various and sundry sites. While in previous generations, this would have happened via the overall face to face…this is the new frontier of the meeting place. Those have helped with not just the keeping of the sanity, but also with the waking up the next day and the days after making a certain amount of logical sense *S*.

Of course, to list all of those would take more space than I have here and any list would start with the home version of the support, those being TheRoyalBadnesses….Rachel and Marissa.

Catfishing16NewMarty3While the new Marissa is and has inherited the mantle of the previous Marty, her presence has been nothing short of wonderful. From both I get the morning meows….the arguments for food and then their rather strident stares when I talk about the activities of the bipeds around us, as well as the attentive looks while I lecture them on different subjects, ranging from history to science to sports.[in particular baseball and seeing that time will be upon us, football in the names of the Kansas City Chiefs and the San Diego Chargers] to music and in that case…progressive rock and jazz. With the lead mention here under the progressive banner ….Renaissance. More so than any other band or musicians I listen to, it’s their music and musicianship that ….when I put them on the portable CD player or the ones here at home…the troubles of that time or that day tend to go away. Even if for a short while. That is a major source of comfort.

As for the humans who I call a part of the large extended family that has been there…the list begins with someone I really dig, whose initials are connected to a special type of record called an extEnded Play and then the others who I have become friends with, via those aforementioned sites above: Grace H., Wendy, FS, Lissette, Simone, Claudia, Ally, Linden, Max, Kristen, Rubi, Christine, Rachael, Lily, Annie, Jon, Janet, Terry, Clare, Mickey, Tom, Jason, Kath, Maria, Ana, Mira, Anastasia, Alyson, Alyona, Romany, Katie, Jessica, Elena, Anastacia, Artemis, Gabriela, Kim, Kimberly, Kyra, Mercedes, Graxia, Cherry, Elena, Petra, Daria, Fahr, Nathalie, Re Ni, Jenny, Seruki, Don, Michaela, Sarah G.,  Rita, Kirsty, Stephanie, Kaylee, Hirakii, Elly, Kaylee, Shani, Rika, Angrikka, Mika, Claudia, Naya, Sugar, Tamara, MaryAnna, Sofia, Val, Saija, Jessie, Loli J,Angela, Hope, Michiyo, Angela, Paul, Ophelia, Karen, Sara, Alice, Kimby, Destiny, VS, Darlia, Motoko, Marie, Lolo, Natalie, Sadie, Terri, Vanessa, Tartan,  Sophie, Aki, Daria, Amy, Justine, Andrea, Kayleigh, Rachel,  Catherine, Ella_Ro, Marika, Ryche, Sonia, Katsumi, Tina, Chad, Bella, Beth, Dallas, Rod, Ria, Karen, Candy, Rosaline, Dian Ayu, Evi, Catharina, Kamikaze, Loli J., Nana C., Tokki, Zolie, Paige, Sky, Margarita, Pippy, Valkyrie …along with those whose names may not translate well here due to formatting character issues….but they are just as cool and just as important on this list.


Before closing this one out…one other thought and take this for what it’s worth: in the 6 years post, it also means that I am able to live as I see fit. No, this is not meant to be egocentric, far from it.  It is that even if one is not able to proceed with medications otherwise, there is still an issue of having a good quality of life…be it with that or not.  Here it was a ‘no’ on this and it also meant that life goes on, sans the fog that could surround following others and the quality has not been bad at all, all things considered. Saying that could be seen as a revolutionary act, in a sense like as others I know have seen with changing the diet, making sure the muscles….legs, arms and mind….do not atrophy, etc.  It could be a revolutionary act to some, but gee it does beat the heck out of being stagnant.




So that is it for now…and here’s hoping that the next 6 years and the multiples
of same are good ones, too. And from the land of the colourtini….til next
time….enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air.


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We have a new MoMo Mojo in the house *S*


Before we get back to the regular postings on the blog [and I promised **** and my cats I would], I can say that the MoMo Mojo is back. Roughly about 4 weeks ago I did adopt another black cat. Another one to inherit Marty’s legacy.

Our new arrival came from the same shelter, the Cat Adoption Team…where the previous MoMo and Rachel are alums. What is so cool about the place now is, they have expanded, more room for not just the cats, but also their care. A very far cry from over 15 years ago. Well lit and the room where one can go to look at a prospective new member of the family is amazing. And it was there that the new Marty and I met.

What needs to be mentioned is that she was at CAT due to her human no longer being ableNewMarty2 to take care of her. Gracie Lou, as her former human called her has a legacy at the shelter because her human volunteered a great deal of time there. Hence she was in great hands no matter what….and when I mentioned that I wanted a little black cat who would not have a problem with living with others, that is when I was pointed to GL. Possibly one of the best decisions I have made in this life.

Since she came home, she has gotten along very well with Rachel. Outside of the first few hours when there was a bit of a standoff, they are now the best of buds. Sharing the bed together, playfighting and I am sure plotting to take over the world. As has been mentioned to others, the balance of terror has been restored….and I am very very thankful for same.Come to think of it…..Rae has already started the planning :)

Catfishing17There is something else that needs to be mentioned here, although it’s a minor footnote. This, like the trips to the ‘gang of five’ and other places….it’s business. And the few folks who do have a problem with certain issues, those fade into the background when there is a higher common issue that ie being dealt with. In this case, it was and is the love of cats. And when on the bus with the new Marty….it was more of…admiring the fact that yours truly is a lucky mom because of this little lady who was being brought home. Yeah….home.

So til next month, when the regular program is in effect….from the land of the colourtini…enjoy the words as the pics fly through the air.

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Marty has made the passage over…And we are happy for the time she was here


This past May 16th, at 8:35am…..this family lost it’s junior member. That being my youngest cat, Marissa. Or Marty or her full name:

Marissa Anne Margheta Simone Maxine Colletti

She had lost her strong and ferocious fight against what looked like what was water and fluid poisoning. Although the vet said an autopsy would have rendered an inconclusive set of results, there was something unsaid but understood by she and I that what happened to Marty was something that could not have been just a regular illness over time.

During that visit and the time leading up to same, Marty was being as much her old self as possible. As in from day one, she was playful, inquisitive, which many cats are, But there was something more to her nature. She took an interest in what was going on and what her human was into. Be it music, working on the computer, photography, science [and ‘hard’ science fiction] music and sports. On the latter two, this was a major comfort.

She, like Rachel my oldest were fans of the bands and artists I am a fan of. In particular, Renaissance. She even had her fave era of their work…..which was from their last few albums and concert discs. There were nights when I would be working on the PC, have a concert from the post ‘Time-Line’ era on and she would walk out into the living room with that look in her eyes. That look of joy for the sound, of wonder as to ask ‘how are these folks doing this?’ and ‘mom, when are they going to come here so we can see them???’.

Marty liked the other music that I had on disc as well…from the Moody Blues to Yes to Emerson, Lake and Palmer to Pink Floyd…and of course the patron saint of this flat…Charlie Parker. It is a little odd to say that my cats loved Bird…..but Marty and Rae liked the complex chord structures. Listening to same was like being surrounded by aromatherapy candles for others.

She also shared a love of sports. In particular football, the US variety. While Rae loves the Chiefs, Marty was for the Chargers. So when the season was in session, I would tell her stories about watching them in the last years of the old AFL…being a fan during the days of ‘Air Coryell’, or when they played the Dolphins in what was called one of the greatest playoff games ever and Kellen Winslow showed he was a latter day iron man playing through pain to inspire the rest of the Bolts, to the days of ‘MartyBall’…when the team was run by Marty Schottenheimer.

Marty was also one of the most loving and concerned of cats….or humans with four legs and Catfishing14fur. Each night she knew there were pics of folks I would look at before signing off because they are people I really do dig [and if you follow the blog, you know of who is on that list], so it was not uncommon for her to jump up on my lap and give the look of ‘mom, I want to meet _____ because she means so much to you!!’ While that meeting will not happen, I know that every night, Marty will at least in a spiritual vein….still be there, looking at me and asking that question.

We were blessed to have her around for 12 years. Happy to know that she was happy being here…..fortunate to have known someone who was a truly loving soul, without qualification. Lucky to have had those little yellowish eyes and that friendly meow to be seen and heard. Grateful to have someone, along with Rachel to share what was here…and knowing that she took those to heart.

Before closing…two little items to think about: this was from the card we received from the vet a few days after Marty passed on:

‘Grieve not, nor
speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk of me
as if I were beside you
I loved you so

Twas Heaven
here with you’

- Jsla Paschal Richardson


It’s from ‘A Song For All Seasons’ by Renaissance. And it’s rather fitting seeing that there was not a harsh, mean spirited bone in Marty’s spirit. Not in the least. And again….that is something that not many humans can get to….or ever will.


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