Check out Robin trying to steal my water bottle. Thief!
Tag: Hipstamatic
Lazy
Changes Coming
My music nook is about to go through some shit.
Photo a day 276 of 365.
Photo a Day 271/365
In the office today. Wishing I was home playing guitar, or walking around town taking pictures. Being an adult is such a downer.
Morning Errands
Out running errands in the shitty weather on a Saturday morning. Let’s do it Hipstamatic style, what do you say?
Also, as a bonus… cats.
Jen gave the cats some medication today. Something to prevent… something… heart worms? I think. It was just a drop of stuff on their skin. Lily was annoyed but mostly okay with it. Robin was pissed. She was not happy. Sorry, cat.
In closing, music to run errands to…
Meow
As predicted in the previous post, the opportunity to take a picture of a cat did arise. I took full advantage.
Look at that little diva, mugging for the camera. What a super star. What a pro.
Tired Afternoon
I stayed up too late last night and now I am tired. That’s how it works for all of us, but it seems to be a bigger issue for folks who are old like me. I am going to have a birthday in a couple of weeks and I’m going to be 54. Wait… really? How is that possible? I know in the grand scheme of things that 54 isn’t that bad, I mean it’s not 80 or anything, but damn… I was 27 a few days ago. Wasn’t I?
What was I writing about?
Oh yeah, I am tired. It seems somehow worse than that though as I didn’t have time to follow any news yesterday and today I got caught up on the collapse of civilization. So RFK wants to create a autism database or some shit? Hmmm… didn’t the nazis do that with mental illnesses? Yeah, something like that. No surprise that we’re resurrecting that particular evil, but there you go. That on top of prison time without due process and willfully collapsing the economy in order to scam a couple of bucks off the rubes. Yeah. Are we great again? Maybe I’ll open up a new Signal chat and ask about it.
Ugh. Here’s a cat:
If the cat didn’t temporarily straighten out your soul, maybe a song will help:
In the Office
Today is Wednesday and Wednesday is an in-the-office-day. Welcome to Wednesday in the office. Here’s a cat:
Did you see the season premier(s) of Star Wars Andor last night? Three episodes. I watched them all before I conked out for the night. I only got about five hours of sleep because somehow I managed to get up when my alarm went off without hitting snooze 10 times. How did I do that?
My spoiler free review of Andor season two episodes one through three, which covers the year BBY4 (four years before the first Death Star battle from the original Star Wars movie [so… 1973? Haha!]):
I dug these three episodes so much that I cannot wait for the next three episodes that are coming out next Tuesday!
There you go. There’s my review. Let’s celebrate with another cat pic:
I took that picture last night while sitting up in bed watching Andor on my laptop. The cat is laying against my foot. Perv.
Okay. Time to publish this puppy and dig into that customer issue that I am covering while the assigned programmer is on vacation. Nose to the grindstone. Crack that whip (give the past the slip).
Photo Shoot
If I knew that I was going to be modeling in a photo shoot today I would have not worn a baseball hat and given myself some quality hat-head.
Explain? Okay. I had a couple of passport photos taken at the AAA office in Salem, NH today. Strike a pose and pout.
A Song About a Cat
I wrote a song about our cat, Robin Sparkles, tonight. The words are pretty profound.
Some little kitties are squeakier than others,
You are the squeakiest of all.
I think it’s my best work. Robin Sparkles the Cat agrees.
Robin Sparkles’ daughter Lily Pad, however, does not agree. Not even a little bit. She thinks that I suck at songwriting.
I think she’s right.

















