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Feb. 19th, 2006
annnnd. one more..
Feb. 19th, 2006 11:13 amBecause I think this one is important and even though it was written 60 years ago it is very, very timely:
"When the politicians complain that TV turns the proceedings into a circus, it should be made clear that the circus was already there, and that TV has merely demonstrated that not all the performers are well trained."
- Edward R. Murrow
"When the politicians complain that TV turns the proceedings into a circus, it should be made clear that the circus was already there, and that TV has merely demonstrated that not all the performers are well trained."
- Edward R. Murrow
X-posted in Note_to_Cat
Feb. 19th, 2006 01:35 pmDear Lardbutt,
Yeah you...22 lb lazy bum. You cry and hiss and generally pull a mule on every time the dork dog goes near your crunchies. So I clear a space, place your food up where you can reach it and she can't. I even give you PERMISSION to get up on that section of the kitchen counter to eat and what do you do?
You crouch down on the floor and hoover through HER crunchies. Then you get mad when she comes over and noses you away without so much as a growl.
It's not HER fault you don't like gravity and hate to launch your fat ass up off the floor to the counter top. You can do it and on first try too--I've seen you! You're just too lazy.
Know what, I'm putting all the food back on the floor again. You can fight your own fight. Maybe it'll trim you up a bit. Welcome to Darwin's world my Sammykins!
Love,
Your fed up nutritional substance dealer
aka MOM
Yeah you...22 lb lazy bum. You cry and hiss and generally pull a mule on every time the dork dog goes near your crunchies. So I clear a space, place your food up where you can reach it and she can't. I even give you PERMISSION to get up on that section of the kitchen counter to eat and what do you do?
You crouch down on the floor and hoover through HER crunchies. Then you get mad when she comes over and noses you away without so much as a growl.
It's not HER fault you don't like gravity and hate to launch your fat ass up off the floor to the counter top. You can do it and on first try too--I've seen you! You're just too lazy.
Know what, I'm putting all the food back on the floor again. You can fight your own fight. Maybe it'll trim you up a bit. Welcome to Darwin's world my Sammykins!
Love,
Your fed up nutritional substance dealer
aka MOM
Also X-posted to Note_to_Cat
Feb. 19th, 2006 01:36 pmFrankie,
Gravity may be your friend, but my chest has a maximum weight limit for just how much cat hair can accumulate on it. I know you're stressed out because mommy's packing and you realize you're going to have to leave your little cottage, but seriously...attaching yourself to my chest and increasing your weight through some weird secret science, is NOT going to stop the process. I'd throw you off RIGHT NOW, ceptin, it's 35 fricken degrees and I'm cold.
Just wait until tomorrow.
Bruuuahhaha.
Mommy
P.S. Don't listen to your brother--we both know he was (shesssh) ADOPTED!
Gravity may be your friend, but my chest has a maximum weight limit for just how much cat hair can accumulate on it. I know you're stressed out because mommy's packing and you realize you're going to have to leave your little cottage, but seriously...attaching yourself to my chest and increasing your weight through some weird secret science, is NOT going to stop the process. I'd throw you off RIGHT NOW, ceptin, it's 35 fricken degrees and I'm cold.
Just wait until tomorrow.
Bruuuahhaha.
Mommy
P.S. Don't listen to your brother--we both know he was (shesssh) ADOPTED!