Very superstitious…
Tag: cat
Why do you constantly have to label things?
If you had two stories to tell me and one was about how much money you don’t make and the other was about a recurring dream where Bill Murray wakes up each morning and still […]
Who Put This Banana in the Drawer?
I have a way of finding things in unusual places. Take, for example, the time I found one of my socks on the kitchen floor, next to the door. It was just one gray and […]
No Kitty Noses in the Banana Bread!
Dear Cat: 1. Cats cannot taste sweetness in food. Your taste buds are not built that way. Mine are. 2. Cats don’t like bananas. 3. Therefore, cats do not like banana bread, which is sweet […]
Dear Neighborhood Skunk:
Although my cat and I appreciate the fragrance demonstration that you gave us last night from the yard outside, we think it would be more neighborly of you to spray it toward the street the […]
Going Viral
I recently talked to a blogger who gets thousands of hits a day. Desperate to learn his secrets, I imagined cuffing and coercing him into an isolated room with two chairs, a metal table, and lighting designed specifically to intimidate. I saw myself tossing back a shot of whiskey, lighting a cigar, […]
The true story of the something
I don’t really take notice of what’s going on around me, preferring to ignore the serious and mosey on down the highway of the ridiculous. On my journey, I’ve met some interesting characters but none […]
The Moron’s Guide to Packing for a Move
Buy some boxes at Staples. Look for any with “made in China” labels and do not buy them. While you’re at it, buy some package sealing tape. The same “made in China” rule applies to […]
More of Kathy’s Points to Remember
I’ll bet you thought you were free of these. 1. If your cat is a Bon Jovi fan, don’t let anybody know. It is a shameful family secret that must never be revealed to the […]
Google Images
More than one word has been written about Google and I’m going to add to those words right now. When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of […]