We are fast approaching the day of tricks, treats, and random neighbors dressed up as Freddy Kreuger or - even more terrifying - Charlie Sheen.
So it’s only fitting that we should have a special treat here today. But this guest post, from exceptional volunteer Ayla, is no ordinary treat. In Halloween terms, this post is the house that always gives out full-size chocolate bars (and not the weird ones with unidentifiable nuts, either). This is an entire plastic jack o’lantern full of Kit-Kats, with nary a Dum-Dum pop in sight. This…is a treat of epic proportions. And this is time for me to shuddup and let Ayla’s amazing story take the stage.
There are no sub-spectacular cats at Tabby’s Place - or anywhere else.
Right now, “retro” is sooooooooo of-the-moment. 24-year-old guys covet their grandpas’ sweaters. Vinyl is vastly cooler than MP3s. Hipsters do the foxtrot and the Lindy and the jitterbug in their sweater clips and Peter Pan collars.
There are things we’re told are facts, even if we’ve never seen the evidence ourselves.
Apparently the country’s in the very best of hands. They tell me that our debt problems are in the care of a supercommittee.
Certain pairings work if you don’t overthink them.