Epilogues: September 2014
In the immortal words of Tom Petty, “some days are diamonds; some days are rocks.” And some months are ossified turds.* September, you thieving, grieving month, we’re looking at you.
Forever Loved: Hootz
The world is a little less weird today, a little less explosive, a little less giddy and grand. We’ve lost the phenomenon known as Hootz.
Uncertain creamsicles
Please don’t hate them because they’re beautiful. Better yet, don’t hate them at all. They don’t really hate you.
The eve of construction
Some sentences that are categorically false at all times: “That kitten is not cute.” “That episode of Family Guy was important to my spiritual growth.” “That cat absolutely loves major changes.” Well…maybe not all times.
Own the victory
Any number of things may be causing you to burn awake under the moon this fall: Iraq. Ukraine. Kanye West. The thousand tiny terrors that puncture your peace. These just might be the times that try cats’ souls. You just might need the reminder that joy wins.
Proper preparation
There is no good way to lose a cat. Preparation doesn’t make us prepared. Sudden loss doesn’t spare us long grief. There is no good way.
Map of the world
We like to keep the ground beneath our feet. We prefer our maps perfect. But sometimes, there be dragons.
Brandy Alexander
Innocence is underrated. There’s something to be said for the 12 33-year-old who thinks the song “Shoop” is simply about dancing. There’s something to be said for the eminent emeritus English professor whose favorite films feature dogs dressed as people. And there’s a Saturn-sized something to be said for the cat who thinks that all […]
Epilogues: August 2014
People say that Labor Day marks the end of summer. People say that white shoes are not okay after said day. People say a lot of things. But if you’ve had the kind of August our cats have had, you’re still sloshing white espadrilles through the endless summer stew.
Divinity
The word “divine” has fallen on strange times. Paula Deen’s candy is “divine.” One of John Waters’ muses is Divine. If you play your taffies right, Candy Crush will proclaim you “DIVINE!” And the name Divya is Sanskrit for divine.