Well after a couple of years, and with some trepidation, I might add, Kitty Malone yesterday plucked up the courage to drive down the highway to visit mrs starkers and I.
Now, before I go any further, I must stress, this trepidation was not over finally meeting mrs starkers. Nope, it was related to my love and avid consumtion of curried cabbage... buckets of it, and the possible after-effect of lunch and/or the previous night's meal.
Fortunately, that was not an issue and a pleasant afternoon was enjoyed by all.... tho Kitty did express her concern and said she had packed a gas mask just in case. Thing is, I knew the night befote that it was going to be a particularly hot day, and I didn't want to exacerbate that, so I abstained from curried cabbage and turned on the air-con early so we'd be more comfortable. And just as well I did... it got up to 45c outside.
Anyway, it was quite pleasant inside, and once the initial getting to know each other was do we had a rather enjoyable afternoon. While Kitty and Shaunna (mrs starkers) initially chatted between themselves (with me adding bits here and there), I added a 1tb drive to Kitty's Vista PC and partitioned it for her. I then re-installed XP, thus allowing her to skin for XP again... and when her Win 7 upgrade disc arrives, there's a pre- named and formatted partition ready for it.
Hehe, I mightn't be a WB skinner, but now I can now say that I had a hand in some of the best WB's to grace the pages of WC... cos I tinkered with Kitty's machine. Seriously though, I enjoyed helping out... not to mention getting to play with an Intel i7 based machine for the first time.... very nice, very nice indeed, but I digress
Although I had spoken with Kitty over the phone and enjoyed our conversations, I must admit that she is not like I imagined she would be. For one, there was no Goth get-up and no jet-black hair, spikey or otherwise... no Medieval tattoos or upside-down crosses for earrings. In a way I was a bit disappointed... it's a bit quiet around here and I thought a bit of true Goth might get a bit of neighbourhood gossip or something going, but no such luck. Nobody blinked an eye and it's the samo, samo here today.
And another thing, I was hoping that Kitty would roar into our street with a rod straight out of the Munsters, but nope, no such luck there, either. What we got was an average little sedan in white... in white fer crying out loud (fer a Goth girl,?) with pink 'Hello Kitty' seat covers. Now that ain't a car that any self-respecting Goth girl would be seen dead in, so yeah, I was somewhat disappointed that Kitty turned out to be Ms Pleasantly Spoken, Clean-Cut and Average. A lovely, lovely girl, I might add, but not the Goth shocker I had hoped would liven up our quiet little street some.
What's more, she didn't even have the obligatory broomstick in the trunk, her alternative means of transport in case of car trouble, but oh well, I suppose being a member of the auto club is the next best thing.
Seriously, though, it was a most pleasant afternoon and Kitty's visit was the highlight of our week and more. It was fun and entertaining, but more to the point, we immensely enjoyed having her here.
Thanks, Kitty, for a very lovely afternoon. 
