If you have cats, and you care about them, don't let them outside. I know I've posted about this before, but apparently some of you aren't listening. Don't let your cats outside. I almost ran over a calico on the way home from work. The van coming towards me came even closer. She didn't turn and run from the cars. She just dashed out between ( Read more... )

me: we should have kids and let the cats raise them
ninvampiress: they'd probably be better off

I just used my cat as a mousepad for my optical mouse. She was unphased. She makes a good arm rest too.

I was awakened around 4pm[1] by what turned out to be the clearing of a cat's throat. I opened one eye to see Jaz sitting on my bedside table, staring at me. This is a bit unnerving. Those of you who have cats, especially black ones, may know this. Since she didn't look like I was about to lose part of my face, I fell back to sleep. A few ( Read more... )

Yesterday I was futzing around with my Logitech Wingman Extreme 3D. I've been trying to get it to work for about a year and a half off and on, because I love TIE Fighter. It's the best PC game I've ever had. My friend Mark K. introduced me to X-Wing back at Ole Miss in 1994. When TIE Fighter came out I bought it and fell in love. Anyway, I've ( Read more... )

Last night was just another normal night: kicked half a dozen drunks out, called the cops on a few others, had two cases of beer stolen, etc.

My flatmate informed me that last night while Stephen King's Cat's Eye was on television, Jaz was curled in the chair, watching it, from beginning to end.

Today has been slow and lazy, as it usually is the day after I indulge in the poison we all know as alcohol. I woke up about 10pm[1] and dragged around a bit online, reading email and what not. I checked my downloads from the day, but apparently I'd already gotten all of the good stuff I was wanting - videos and songs mostly - and all the rest ( Read more... )

I love being Southern. I can do things like have shrimp gumbo for breakfast.

I dreamed that I had to go across the street to borrow a stick of butter from the four lesbians who just moved in[1]. I fell in love with one of them, another of them fell in love with me, and the last two were pissed at all of us ( Read more... )

I love it when zip lies on the floor and licks her catnip gerbil. She looks so happy, lying there, licking and biting it. I wish I were a cat. They don't have to slave away at a job just to put food on their table. People do it for them. People love them just because. Cats don't have to change their habits to placate someone. They don't have ( Read more... )

Let me preface this by saying that I've never been to Neptune ( Read more... )