Foster update

Guess who finally got adopted? Six months is a long time to act as a foster home for a wayward cat - one might get attached to a cat in that time. Before we took her to the shelter I spent about half an hour with her so that I could say a proper goodbye. Leia did her usual routine of purring and nuzzling and burying her face in my beard. All in all she is a very personable cat, and I think her adopter is going to be pleased with her new pet.

Yay

I've been plugging away on a very labour-intensive spreadsheet and listening to CBC Radio 2 in the background. For the most part I've had the radio mentally tuned out as background noise until a couple of minutes ago when my brain finally rebelled and said, "What the hell am I listening to here?" I paused in my work to give the music my full attention, and after awhile I recognized the melodious (if somewhat derivative) work of P.D.Q. Bach.

Totally made my day!

[Edit: I was wrong, it was not him. It was somebody copying his style. How... appropriate.]