April 17th, 2004


Wish List

weather: mostly cloudy
outside: 14°C
mood: relaxed
music: Feng Shui -
Yin and Yang
This post has become my Wish List for all things that are not available in any of the online stores that have wishlist features. I don't use wishlists the same way as is usually intended. These items and those on my Amazon and ThinkGeek lists are not for others to buy for me. But rather, these items are to remind me of what I would like to buy for myself if/when I have some extra money to spare.

Miscellaneous Artifacts


These rare mutations cost upwards of (USD)$150-200 and are only attempted by serious breeders. It can take quite a few generations and a fair investment upfront to find appropriate cocks and hens before you'll get a chick with the colouring you want. Especially, if you breed humanely and allow for a natural, healthy offspring.

Music not available at Amazon.com

Avalon Music has a lot of Contemporary Classical/Meditative music that I like.

I had my eye on Zen Garden for a long time, but the little gift shop that I usually go to, didn't have it anymore. They get new ones every once in a while. I got Feng Shui instead. It isn't authentic Chinese music, it's contemporary, Chinese-inspired. Nonetheless, it's quite well done. If you're not used to listening to traditional Chinese music to begin with, you couldn't tell.

CDs that I still want:

  • Zen Garden - Kokin Gumi (under "World Music")
  • The Science of Sleep - Steve Wingfield (under "Lifestyle")
  • Indulge: A Day at the Spa - Various Artists (under "Lifestyle")
  • Yoga: Music for Mind, Body & Soul (under "Lifestyle")
  • Sanctuary - Ceòl Mór (under "Celtic")


Old drama series that I grew up with and would like to own:


Our Little Turkey

weather: clear
outside: 12°C
mood: chipper
Earlier this week, I said:

We're on a breeder's waiting list for a hand raised cockatiel. We went to see them over the long weekend and we saw one of the two chicklets that we might get if the people before us on the list end up not taking him/her/can't-tell-yet.

They had an older chicklet (5 weeks old; hatched March 16) that was already taken out of the nest and being hand fed. There was also a younger chicklet (2 weeks old) that was still in the nest with its mother. One of the two people ahead of us either didn't respond or didn't want it anymore. So, we were next in line.

Originally, the first person on the list was going to take the older bird and we'd get the younger bird when it was weaned. But that lady said she'd rather wait for the younger one because she was going away for a while in the immediate future.

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This afternoon after lunch, userinfoHusband Guy, Mother-In-Law and I went over to pay for The Little Turkey. We thought we had missed feeding time, but they said they were just getting to it and had me feed him. They give them this mushy stuff from a big syringe.

Coby, one of the caretakers, showed me how to pick him up or alternatively, hold him on the counter if that was easier, squirt the food into his mouth and how to clean up his face when he got messy. When he did it, it was all nice and neat. All the food went into the bird's mouth and everything. It looked easy.

Then he let me take over.

Oh. My. God. The little guy was squirmy and ravenously hungry. I either couldn't feed him fast enough or I was near drowning him. He had food all over his face, it was dribbling on the counter top, all over me and sometimes, he'd spittle some of it back at me. I tried cleaning him up with the warm water like Coby did, but I just ended up giving him a head bath. By the time I was done, The Little Turkey looked like a nuclear disaster from the neck up. Coby and the other caretaker girl just laughed and said he always gets food all over his head at feeding time.

We should just name him What-A-Mess and be done with it. =\

userinfoHusband Guy got some pictures and some AVI movies of me feeding him. But, just in case you were expecting one of those cute fuzzy little yellow things from Easter, I have to warn you first:

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In fact, he's actually quite scary-looking and fugly. He has a little more plumage than the last time we saw him and he will grow into a lovely cockatiel. But just so you know, we weren't kidding when we said he looks like a miniature plucked turkey that was just jumped by a street gang.