Monthly Archives: February 2012

Kage Baker had a low tolerance for cute. Especially among animals. Not only did she not like most animals, she was almost completely lacking in the Squeee! response. The few animals she thought were cute, though, were baby things; because … Continue reading →

Kage Baker would say, Slow down. She would tell me, Take is easy for a while. She would observe,  If you’ve got so much extra energy, do something useful.  She would admonish me to be patient, not to spend my … Continue reading →

Kage Baker was not a “people person”. She liked many folks; she loved some; she was fascinated by the species in general and was a devoted people-watcher. She just wasn’t very comfortable associating with large numbers of Homo sapiens. Children … Continue reading →

Kage Baker – I’ve got no obvious link between Kage, my perpetual background theme, and what I’m whinging about today. Maybe the hope that she would have indulged me in my feeling like road kill (as I do), and tiptoed … Continue reading →

Kage Baker would be shaking her head at me today. “How do you do these things?” she would ask. “You just stumble from disaster to disaster!” Which is pretty much gall from the person who was usually at my side … Continue reading →

Kage Baker had a horror of house fires. It was rather odd, considering she loved fire, pyrotechnics, cannonry and anything else involving a creative use of fire and smoke – but she  was really always afraid of a fire in … Continue reading →

Kage Baker always felt February was a sneaky month. It promises Spring over and over, and then reneges and leaves us in Winter again. Days get soft and silky and warm; and just when you find your huaraches and shorts, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker enjoyed technology. She just didn’t understand it much. Nor was she interested in theory – Clarke’s Law*, she often averred, worked just fine for her. All she needed were clear instructions on use, and access to a repair … Continue reading →

Kage Baker detested professional sports. I’m afraid it wasn’t simply not caring, or a knee-jerk stereotypical gender response – she actively, personally, and with considerable glee, detested them. She said it was a morality of intellect issue. Sports, she felt, … Continue reading →

Kage Baker didn’t really like animals, generically. She liked some individuals, based on their personal virtues and flaws, but she just was not automatically charmed by fluff and four paws. She liked birds instead. However, she preferred dogs to cats … Continue reading →