A cat, A dog, and the end of the universe as we know it

On my occasional traipses through the world, I occasionally see things that do stuff to the insides of my head. I saw such a thing in the netherlands-part of the world a couple months ago, in my cousin's backyard.

And so I give you a cat and a dog playing with each other. This abomination caused the universe to turn inside out, spit out its beverage, and just leave the room.

Cats looking Up

Last week, a spider trapped itself inside the ceiling light in my bathroom:



This was the reaction for the rest of the day:

Encounter with a prairie dog

This weekend in my journeys across the vast prairies of New York City I encountered a prairie dog. I soon learned many thing about this highly ridiculous specimen.



First, I discovered that they subsist primarily on a diet of red wine.




They also engage in much mischief.




If you're not careful, they will whisper instructions into your ear. They'll also give it a thorough cleaning as well.




Lastly, its not often that I discover an animal that makes a truly entertaining noise. However, within a prairie dog exists such a noise. They don't make it very often however. A typical prairie dog will probably squeak at you, most likely because he's pissed at you picking him up when he's trying to pee on your pants. However, they also very clearly announce when they are happy, like when you fill their food bowl with sweet potato treats instead of food that looks like old cat litter. Because when they are happy, they 'yahoo'. I have yet to find any animal that makes a more entertaining noise.

Also, prairie dogs poop everywhere.

the arrival of thursday

For some reason the arrival of this past Thursday was heralded with great fanfare. Surely, next Thursday will be celebrated with even more exuberance, and so I await its arrival with great anticipation. Unless of course, we want to wait for a later Thursday to give us time to rest. Maybe a few hundred days or so. Although by then we might feel like celebrating Friday instead because we haven't done that day in a while.

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The choo choo

Having ridden most of the subways worth riding in the city, as well as some that weren't worth it at all, I've always noticed how the demographics of people on the train match precisely to where the train goes. I.e. take the 4 or 5 out to Flatbush, and the subway will be completely full of black people, take any train through chinatown and it'll be full of asians.

So far, however, I haven't been more amused than when I took the L to Williamsburg and saw a train completely full of hipsters.

the words "up to"

I love the words "up to". I see those words used everywhere to make it look like I'm being offered a lot without being promised a piddly pittance of poop. "save up to %90", "receive up to $50,000","receive a foot in your ass up to your spleen". These promises are all completely fulfilled if I receive a savings of 1%, a nickel, and a direct impact to my prostate.