I posted this image in my Block Play blog today, but I'm not sure the Archie & Webby fans check there for cat pictures.
What? The dinosaur-robot doesn't look much like blocks? Well, I use "building blocks" with some figurative flexibility, and include many non-rectangular things where reusable elements are used to construct. Legos, Lincoln Logs, Erector sets, Parquetry Blocks, and more - and of course, nice, rectangular Building Blocks. Stack play, techno play, pattern play, whatever.
It's my blog, and I make the rules. :)
Monday, May 7, 2007
It was sunny today, and if not as warm as Monday, it was still warm enough that I walked on the beach with no jacket. A long way from Waikiki, in miles and spirit, but mostly I'd rather be here, even if my shirt might have suggested otherwise.
As I have read about Aloha Shirts recently, however, my interest has been piqued in other things Hawaiian -- or maybe it was Hawaiian BBQ that started it all.
Whichever, I have been reading about Hawaiian history and culture, and almost thinking I might like to go there again.
In my online poking about, I ran across an interesting blog entry that has something to do with why one might choose to wear such a shirt.
Mostly though, the last few days had more to do with fischertechnik, with blocks and unblocks.
And no, I have never been to Hawaii, but many years ago, when reading books about Hawaiian railways, I once found myself almost thinking I might like to go there.
Friday, May 4, 2007
Well, Chris & I had nice beach, then loafed around here for a while.
As I stood talking to her at her car as she was leaving, suddenly she started flapping & blurted 'Webster!'
I looked back & Webbie was on the front steps about to depart.
I roared back over to the steps hoping to startle him back onto the porch but he leaped off the north side, under the azalea.
I managed to grab his tail under the railing, but couldn't get more.
Archie was peeking through the front door.
I called to Chris to come help and dragged a yowling Webbie backwards by his tail so I could grab something more substantial.
Chris meanwhile was burrowing under the azalea from the front & I yelped to her that I had Webbie, she needed to stop Archie who had gotten to the steps himself (perhaps mostly out of curiosity about Webbies yowling).
She got Archie back into the house just as I managed to drag Webbie under the railing (not by the tail, I had a good fair grip by then).
Both cats got pets and cuddles and nobody seems terribly angry at anyone, but everybody is rather alert, cats and people.
I expect Chris will not have a problem with drowsiness on her drive home.
I'm sure I pulled the door to as we went out, but I must have not gotten it firmly enough that Webster couldn't work it open again.
Lesson learned by me, I hope, not just Webster.
Sorry there aren't any pictures of the adventure, the above image is Webbie recovering from all the excitement. :)