What a sweetie!

I have. They didn’t taste like much.

A lot of them exist, but haven’t been active for a year or more.

Just a guess. Trying to reinvent themselves as a conservative platform?

I wish afternoon naps were still as pleasant for me as they are for my cats.

I’m from Anaheim. I’m surprised the cops haven’t shut them down. That’s the kind of place it is.

Everybody’s holy book says everyone else’s holy book is ballocks. I submit to you that this provides excellent anecdotal evidence that all of them are ballocks.

Coming to the states, soon and very soon.

I’m in California. If you feel the need for a defensive weapon, the most you can get away with is a plain, wooden cane from a drugstore. Even then, if a cop thinks you don’t need that cane, you’ll get the shit beat out of you and the stick taken away.

Ask me how I know.

Are you in the states? Watch the documentary “Walmart: The High Cost Of Low Prices.” Soon, that will be all of us.

I work from home three days a week ( in summer it will be two with Fridays off), so I can manage my executive dysfunction fairly well–unless the boss gets a boner for deadlines. That happens typically once a year.

My boss is a little upset that I won’t accept his structure this summer–four 10-hour days. I chose to use some vacation time instead. That’s my structure.

“There is no cannibalism in children’s literature! And when I say ‘none,’ I mean there is a certain amount.”

Lucky. My Chloe stomps back and forth on me,digging in each little paw.

In the states anyway, our sense of community has almost vanished. Rather than concerning ourselves with improving society, we have become a nation of de facto sovereign citizens, all of us competing with everyone else.

Even common courtesy has gone down the shitter. On the roads, at retail establishments, everything is a fight. Shove your way past everyone or you’re weak.

One of my sociology professors was involved in a project to assess the effectiveness of DARE. She found that it was slightly effective with one group – 8th grade boys.

Of course, her findings didn’t fit the 80s narrative, so her study was shelved and the LAPD was happy.

My cats.

They made me say that.

My kitties are my shrinks.

I think you’ve got a cat.

In my burb, workers have to race to the bus, in order to get their bikes into one of two racks.