Self-Ownership

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I recently finished reading “Propoganda” a book by Edward Bernays. Bernays, a nephew of Sigmond Freud, was the founder of modern day public relations. According to Wikipedia he had an extraordinairy career.  Bernays was a keen observer and exploiter of human behavior.  He was an engima…launching campaigns to encourage Americans to smoke cigarettes and in later life helping to found The American Lung Association.  In so many ways his predecessors.  Recently my mentor, Ofield Dukes, a man of quiet strength and powerful purpose passed away.  Ofield too was in public relations.   It has made me very sad but it also caused me to think about how we as individuals so often sucumb to others way of thinking and doing things. Go-along to get along.  We lose in the long run.  Ofield, despite his great achievements was a man of humility.  He was also a man, who owned his own public relations firm for more than 40 years.  He also was the owner of himself.    He was not afraid to share or care for others.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/therootdc/post/ofield-dukes-remembered/2012/01/13/gIQAw01ExP_blog.html

 

The Search for Coyotes

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I like Las Vegas and when there I play the “Coyotes,” a fun game that iminates a low slow whistle when hit.  During a recent business trip I spent some time looking for the Coyotes game and a few hotels.   Tired and literally spent from a number of things I settled for “Wolf Run,” and promptly won a couple of hundred dollars in the process.  The next day I spotted one “Coyote” game machine.  I played. I lost.   In Vegas they say when you break even you’ve won.  I guess I won.  A win-win situation for me and the Coyotes.

Snowy Day in the Nation’s Capital

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DATELINE: Washington

Time: Well morning,  CCL and Roxie are with me(grandma human) this weekend.  There has been a lot of snuggling.  Jean Claude for the most part has managed to stay in the house.  However, he did break front of my front blinds.

We finally got more than a bit of snow in Washington.  Mostly it’s gone now.

Jean Claude Inspecting the Snow Fall

The Sass is Back

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Most of you know that Roxie and Jean Claude no longer reside with me on a permanent basis. At first when I would visit CCL’s house there were clear signs Roxie, the Japanese bobtail missed me – if I took a nap on CCL’s sofa, she would sleep on top of me. She came to greet me as does Jean Claude, the black Bombay who thinks he a dog, as soon as I opened the door to CCL’s house.  Once situated she  started to come around  after I had been in my daughter’s house for awhile, a low herself to be petted and rubbed and then proceed to prowl and walk around as if she were queen of the manor.  At some point Roxie was not herself  for a couple of days,  she refiused to come downstairs and was tender when picked up,  perhaps a set back following her surgery last fall  but the last few days I went to visit her she seemed to be her old self – Queen of the Manor.

CCL and I recently went to the Sachal Vasandani , – A Chicago-born jazz singer of Indian descent – amazing.   Sachal’s “Eyes Wide Open-Naked As We Came”  truly fits the “Rhythm of Roxie.”

Because I got high…

So many of you know that we let Jean-Claude and occasionally Roxie roam our respective backyards. Jean-Claude now demands to be let out and even knows that the sound of the trash bag being changed usually means the door opens. We usually let JC out more than Roxie b/c JC will actually come back when called and although he can be naughty at times, will generally come back within an hour. He can even knock on the door. Roxie, well, Roxie is special and that is why we love h At times, JC can be, shall we say insistent, that he be allowed out. At my house I’ve seen even more of that behavior and I think I understand why.

JC is an addict and needs to get his buzz on.

I’m a container gardener and in one of those containers, I’ve been growing catnip. For the longest time, JC was completely uninterested in it. However, there were several neighborhood cats that would hop the fence and munch on my stash. Due to the rash of warm weather that we’ve been having, I’ve been letting him run the yard. For awhile, because my gate was broken, he could easily explore and roam the neighborhood, but he would always come back when called. Then after the gate, his explorations were limited the 120 sq I have or so.

Then I crushed up a leaf of fresh catnip from my container. JC loved it. He went over to the plant and started munching. Then roaming, then munching, then roaming, then munching. He loves it. For those that don’t know, catnip really does give cats a buzz. Afterwards, he did what I call the catnip roll when they have the good buzz and rolled on the walkway.

I’ve given the cats dried catnip, but this is the first time I’ve seen either one of them eat it fresh. JC then proceeded to climb the tree in my yard where he watched the world for a bit. Then he went back to the catnip and had some more!

When I left him this morning, he settled in for a long nap. He had thoroughly cleaned himself, positioned himself just so on the bed. Sweet dreams JC!