Word, my gamer peeps, there is a new post up on Pigs Are Good People, the journal of one of my D&D characters.
March 2006
Monthly Archive
Wed 8 Mar 2006
Tue 7 Mar 2006
OK, so kittens? Kittens have energy. Also, they eat. They eat all the time. They eat whole bowls of food in a day. They eat more than grown cats. They eat more than Bruce did, and Bruce was 14.5 pounds of solid muscle. I am so glad they like cat food because if they didn’t I might wake up without a foot one morning.
Also, kittens like to do laps around the room, on the walls, on the ceiling, wherever they can. At first I thought I wasn’t paying them enough attention so I would try to engage them during these frenzied relay races – imagine the sound of galloping horses on the stairs as two, 2 lb. kittens race each other up and down them – and then I realized that no, really, it’s not me. It’s them. They’re kittens, and this is how kittens roll: on top of each other, on any available surface whether flat or slanted.
They are so awesome, it makes me turn to jello. A little mewing and some purrs and I am like puddy in their hands.
In non-kitten news, what’s up with everybody thinking Jon Stewart blew it at the Oscars? That “heterosexuality in westerns” montage was fucking brill, and the best supporting actress campaign ads were equally hilarious. Funniest Oscars in a while, if you ask me. Yeah, he was nervous. It was the fucking Oscars. Jesus H. in a thong.
Oh, but back to kittens. Bascha and Katastrophes (and Mr. Pink Eyes and Push-Up Joe) were over on Saturday, and pictures were taken. Links: Bascha’s pictures, Katastrophes’ pictures.
Gods, I need a nap.
Fri 3 Mar 2006
We had many contenders (Tuck & Zip, Statler & Waldorf, Jake & Elwood), but the winners are:
As the characters in the play are sometimes called Didi and Gogo, they shall go by those, as well, among many other names, many of them perhaps cuss words.
The thing is, we haven’t decided which is Vladimir and which is Estragon. So, there’s that.
Thu 2 Mar 2006
The new kittens are here, and I’ve already dragged out the camera.
They are ridiculously cute. They hated the car ride back home across Durham, and not even gentle Antarctica could soothe the savage beasts, but now they are purring and playful and sleepy and not trying to remove The Boyf’s hands.
UPDATE: I posted more pictures, just FYI, in that same gallery.
