the broomstitch

kala k'agatha

Hee.

Edited Date: May. 14th, 2008 06:46 pm (UTC)

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Agatha is quite the pest, sticking her nose into every nook and cranny she can think of. She also has an obsession with rubberbands (probably because they feel like mouse entrails) and she will knock everything away that's on my desk and which stands between her and the rubberband can, to the point that I had to hide the can in my filing cabinet. And yet... And yet... She will walk around my computer's keyboard but never on it. Good thing too.

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I was trying to make a Greek pun. Sort of.

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Have you no shame? Heheheh... That being said, please do explain the pun to me. I studied Ancient Greek for one year almost 4 decades ago and I wasn't very good at it, to put it mildly?

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Agatha is the feminine form of agathos, good. There's a sort of epithet in Greek that that was used to refer to the aristocrats: kalos k'agathos-- the beautiful and the good. (Except that both words mean good, it's just that the Greeks had a lot of ways to refer to different kinds of goodness.) Anyway, knowing that one of the cats is Agatha, and that you were already referring to Greek gods, I thought it would be funny to refer to the kitties as kala and agatha. :D

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'agathos' means 'good'? Considering that she's something of a bad girl, I guess I'll be saying 'Agatha' the same way people used to refer to the Sidhe as the 'Fair' Folk even though they were anything but. Heheheh...

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Heh. Well, you can do it to placate her as they did to the Sidhe. That way you won't get in any trouble yourself. :D

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Or, going back to Greece, there's the Kindly Ones (Eumenides (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erinyes))

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I didn't know that was the in-case-they-are-around name for the Furies. Thanks for the pointer.

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::falls in love with kitty::

"Oh, Hai, Serge. I was just looking for dust bunnies."

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That must have been a very thorough search because they spent the whole afternoon on their respective promontories.

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My older son informs me that he's getting an apartment and a kitten in Amherst, MA at the beginning of next month when he moves there to take up a pre-grad school internship.

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What fools these mortals be!

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One could say that, although the only mortality that makes me think of is mine.

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It's not your first apartment without a kitty! :D

How's he doing finding a place? Amherst's really tough to find housing in.

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Make that affordable housing anyway. http://www.amherstrent.com/?sort_by=rent&sort_type=asc

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Apparently all right from what he tells me. He has contacts through the Astronomy department. He's getting the kitten in Oberlin before moving from there to Amherst.

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Excellent.

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I think so. BTW, would you mind my putting him and his gf in touch with you?

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Not at all!

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Thanks. Could you email me your direct email addy and I'll give it to him?

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Done. I sent it from my gmail, and also included my UMass mail.

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Did you send it to fledgist at comcast dot net ? i didn't get it there?

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As a matter of fact, not long after I moved into my own place, a cat joined me. That was the beginning of our animal-rescue habits.

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Olympuss? Hah. It took me all day to pick that up. I love how Jefferson always has a "Who, me?" look. Or that's how I interpret it.

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Jefferson always has a "Who, me?" look.

("Moi?")

As for not noticing that ghastly pun, there it was, in plain sight and it took this long for someone to notice. I guess that's the human failing that Paw was counting on when he wrote The Purrloined Letter.

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Oh, I noticed. But I took the Olympian approach and decided not to be catty about it. Besides, as the great Eastern sage Miao put it, 'purr always comes from the barrel of a gun'.

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A brief but loud purr. Meanwhile, Agatha has decided that she likes the taste of the tape sticking out of the tape dispenser. Weirdo.

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Must taste creamy.

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Or she's trying to depilate that unsightly moustache.

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Hmmm.

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One of our cats has massive cravings for plastic bags and ribbons. He can't resist them. There must be something about the crunchiness.

Two spelling errors. Time for bed.

Edited Date: May. 19th, 2008 02:37 am (UTC)

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