But where before I just didn’t bother to update this out of sheer laziness or lack of anything worthwhile to say, now I have a bona-fide excuse. I’m going to be a daddy at the end of July. Needless to say, both Kelly & I are excited – me probably more so, but that has to do with the fact that I’m not the one who has to carry it around for the next 5 months. Still, I have a lot of projects to do around the house – and roadgeeking time is pretty much cut to near nothing (which is where it’s been for the past few years anyways).
Wouldn’t trade it for anything, though.
We have three cats. Cheshire, George and Sunny.
We were talking about what they would say if they could talk. We decided that Cheshire refers to us as “bitch” and “bastard,” as in “Fill my food bowl, bastard.” George… well, George has the mouth of a sailor. “George,” we’d say. “Fuck you” would be the response. Sunny, being the kitten (8 months old) is more of a “whatchya doin guys? huh? huh? whatchya doin’? can I come? wanna play? ” at which point George would swat at her and say “Fuck off.”
Cheshire also wouldn’t refer to the other cats by name – they would be “the other one” (George) and “the little thing” (Sunny).
The folks over at Something Awful Something Awful chose road signs for this week’s Photoshop Phriday. I personally like the Men At Work one best.
Today appears to be a “post a bunch of cat stuff” kind of day.
Part of the fun of having cats is poking fun at them. Stuff On My Cat understands this.
Cats looking at cats looking at cats looking at cats…. it’s the Infinite Cat Project.