Epilogues: January 2017
Everything old is new again. That isn’t, however, due to it being January. That’s due to the sunrise every morning, and the hope that years can’t hinder…and the cats that keep coming.
Forever loved: Anneke
As the song* has it, the body remembers what the mind forgets. But the reverse is also true.
Music for cats for music, Vol. 2
Lyrical gangsta and all-around awesome human Albert Schweitzer supposedly said the following: “There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats.”
Old cats at home
One of the first birthday presents I remember receiving was a Casio keyboard. Although this did not launch me to the levels of Keyboard Cat or Nora, it helped prepare me for Anneke and Mimi.
Lifted by Linda
Before the Perseid meteor showers… Before the release of Pete’s Dragon… Before the beginning of the end of the political season… …the 2016 Linda Fund Matching Challenge at Tabby’s Place will come to an end.
Lard and ashes
One day, carnival carousing. The next, dust and ashes. Such is the Lenten kickoff dance.
Epilogues: October 2015
This can be a funny time of year. Not funny-ha-ha; funny like Election Day, or hemorrhoids, or ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife.
Catbuntu
Everything is connected. The future is today. (No, really.) And we’re only really “us” when we’re with “them.”
Patients
It’s a ceaseless source of shame that it’s easier to be patient with cats than with people. I wish this weren’t so. I hope the cats are making me a better human. But it is true.
Fox in the henhouse
Justin Timberlake is not going to drop a ragtime-opera fusion album.* Beyonce is not going to play our 37th president in Nixon: The Musical! And Sneakers will never embrace his inner James Bond. Smart celebrities stick to what they do best.