No More Fascist Kittens
Tuesday 27 June 2006
Apologies to all who have enduring the furious glare of Hitler Cat for the past week. Been meaning to post. Didn’t. Site visits dropped off.
I’ve been doing to soul searching of late. And I know what must be done. Operation Fade-Away is beginning. Those who need to know, know. Those who don’t, don’t. Nothing much has been going on here. I have to say, I’ll be sad to see HP leave. He’s good people. Hopefully, Dubble-R will handle CBNYC with as much vim and vigor and zeal as HP. I know he will.
I was hoping for some Sunday morning rowdiness at Nevada Smith’s, whereby me and Tough Guy would watch England in the Cup surrounded by ex-pat POME’s getting blitzed early on the Lord’s Day? Do blue laws prohibit that? Anyway, it didn’t go off. I was otherwise occupied.
Instead, England vs. Portugal, this Saturday (7/1/06). Your itinerant narrator will be there with Tough Guy, getting blitzed on a Saturday morning. I think I’ll go with the stevedore’s breakfast: egg in a beer (thank you, HBO).
Also, just found a good, albeit, a bit pricey, pub close to hockey-sticks: Jim Brady’s. $13 for some damned good fish-and-chips. The batter was crisp and not at all oily. The chips were hot, crunchy, and the proper softness in the middle. Served with malt vinegar. Crazy delicious. A word of warning, it doesn’t keep. Don’t bother with a doggie bag because the steam ruins both the batter and the chips.
As you can see, I’ve gone back to the old format. I like the monochrome. Plus, blog.txt was being quirky and freezing up.
One last thing on the subject of insane cat-related things on the interweb. Have you seen the video of “Cat In A Bottle”? It’s not complicated. A cat climbs in and out of a 1 gallon jug with distrubing ease. Why did I not see this 10 years ago on Letterman? It is the greatest “Stupid Pet Trick.” Scratch that. The second greatest.
The greatest “Stupid Pet Trick” is a tie between the orange tabby that tree-ed a bear (a f*cking black bear!) and the little tabby that jumped out a a bush and chased off a bear (a different bear, but a bear nevertheless). I don’t know if they count as tricks per se but they are freaking hilarious. Now I know why bears fall victim to home invasion so often – they are nature’s cowards.
Oooo, the big bad grizzly bear is gonna get me. I’m so scared.
Get ‘im, Maxie. Sic balls, Dita.
I have two vicious calico permakittens and I won’t hesitate to have them attack anyone who crosses me. Housecats: the most vicious animals on earth. And if you doubt me, just remember Hitler Cat.



Wednesday 28 June 2006 at 9:25 am
Caught your vm last night about The Operation. All I can say is, rock on.