Wait well
Hey. You. The cats asked me to ask you somethin’. How’s the wait treating you?
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Deep calls to deep. Greatness attracts greatness. Matlock is a magnet for Idris.
It’s Fat Tuesday, kittens. The climax of Carnival. The ledge of Lent. The day of muchness, merry munching and madness-making before the ashes and the awe and the evaluation of the state of our souls. If that’s your thing. Around here, you know what that means. Thus commences your annual glut of globularity, your smorgasbord […]
Time marches on. OK, you can pelt me with a cream pie made of sardine paste for that one.
Cause and effect are rarely direct. OK, that’s false. If you eat one pound of Flamin’ Funyuns, you will experience a direct effect. But in matters of the heart and spirit, things can get…fuzzed.
Tinseltown can keep its hostless hullabaloo and self-congratulatory shindigs. We don’t need no stinkin’ Oscars. We have Oscar.
Oh, kittens, you’re in for a treat today. It’s snowy in central Jersey, but our hearts are strangely warmed by one double-shot of espresso angels, Aech and Artemis. Er, I mean Frassy and Star. But don’t take it from me when you’ve got the little leopards’ own mama to tell the tale. Thanks to uber-volunteers […]