Guest post: Lovecraft kitties
If you aren’t familiar with J.J. Abrams and Jordan Peele (in alphabetical order to be fair), now is a good time to get up to speed. G’head…I’ll wait.
Guest post: Seeing things in black and white
More than ever before, we are hearing from the stridently this or vociferously that crowds. This is clearly right. That is clearly wrong. There can be no in between. This side or that side. If you’re not with me, you’re against me. Life is seldom so clear. Even when it is at its foundation, there […]
Guest post: Hands off!
Yes, that is my Clorox2 that I accidentally left on the counter. No, please don’t touch it to hand it to me. You shouldn’t have done that.
Guest post: Insomnia
I’d say, top o’ the morning to ya, but I don’t really know when that is, or if anyone ever really says that. Anyway, it feels more like the bottom just now. Too early for much of anything, yet the sandman is elusive.
Living oakily
Let me ask you a question you’ve surely pondered often. If you’re gonna be an oak tree, which oak tree will you be?
Guest post: Potent purrables
Don’t know about you, but I could really use a drink just about now. Of course, I’ll heed my father’s advice and hold off: when you “need” a drink it’s the time to not have one. Instead, blog. That last wasn’t a thing when my dad was on this side of the rainbow bridge, but […]
Guest post: Who is in your toolbox?
Cats are the mammalian equivalent of Swiss army knives. They are multi-faceted and fill niches in our world that haters could never begin to imagine.
Full disclosure
Full disclosure: Bucca is my favorite cat at Tabby’s Place. Full disclosure: last weekend I cried at least four times, and two of them were during the Americana Hour on public radio. Full disclosure: I don’t know about “full disclosure.”
Guest post: True love
Love comes in all shapes, sizes, colors, vectors, and ways. Love can grow slowly, strengthening with time and togetherness. Love can creep up on us like a cat on the prowl, knocking us off our feet, taking our breath away, and leaving us wondering what hit us after it escapes out grasp.