Eerie

Almost 2010 Again

Car Culture

Summer Vacation Video Extravaganja

"If y'all see me in the news, and I make the news for something that I ain't got no business making it for, don't bash me. Say it was a young guy living."

With The Lights Out, It's Less Dangerous

We Salute You

No mom I'm not on drugs I'm okay, I was just thinking you know, why don't you get me a Pepsi.

The Love Song Of Pudge E. Hhsdkrbtbyb5dcmc.asqo94

LET us go then, you and I

When our mewing spreads out against the sky

Like a poodle etherized upon a table

Let us go, under certain half-deserted moons,

The muttering vacuums

Of restless humans renting cheap hotels

My sawdust eyes are like oyster-shells:

The streets I run are a tedious argument

Of insidious intent

To lead me to an overwhelming question…

Oh, do not ask, “Oh what is it?"

Let us go and make our visit.

In the room the feral cats go

Talking of Michelangelo.

Maybe Duck?

Call me Pudgie. Some years ago - never mind how long precisely - having little or no catnip, and nothing particular to interest me in the living room, I thought I would loiter a little and see the watery part of the apartment. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before the humans' television, and bringing up the rear of my buttocks so that they can view my anus; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper paw, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the hallway and methodically scratching and biting the humans' ankles until they fall down to the wood floor - then, I account it high time to get to the bathroom as soon as I can. This is my substitute for sex since I have been neutered. With a philosophical flourish Fido fetches his sticks; I quietly take to the WC. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all cats in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the litter.