Saturday Morning Cat Wrasslin'

No flash.

No flash.

Flash!
What'd we do...?!?
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Riders On The Storm

Naw, they don't care about a little thunder... but I had to use the flash!
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This Week's Gasoline Bill

Hate me now, Hummer drivers! No shit: 92mpg.
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smalfish turned me onto this

Hey, cabloid assholes, whose ratings are tanking! Lissen up!

Want to increase your share? Get with the program, and quit purposely trying to piss off about 70% of Americans on a daily basis. Those droolcups who watch O'Reilly aren't going to switch, and they have one foot in the grave, demographically, so quit being pantywaists (leave that to many of the Dems in Congress), and buck the fuck up.
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Yeah, Sure... More Cats!

LarryElvis, debating a renewed attack on his cat-brother.

Curly, pining for Princess, who is outside.
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Damn You, Newscoma

I don't play reindeer games. Mainly because I'm a private person, and I don't like to tell everything I know. Plus, you know, my workplace knows of this blog, so how revealing can I get? ;)

The rules say I'm supposed to post The Rules:

1. All right, here are the rules.

2. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.

3. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

4. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.

5. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Since I'm a rule-breaker, I'm pissing on Rule #5, 'cause I don't want anyone to feel obligated to play reindeer games. :)

Now, Newscoma says she tagged me with this 'cause she wants to "... read more than just about his brilliant cats." Okay, here goes.

1. I have two cats. Okay, couldn't resist. :) Their names are Curly and LarryElvis.
   
2. I also have two scooters. Anyone wanna buy a Yamaha Vino 50? Btw, neither scooter has a name. Naming scooters is like naming penises: Irrelevant and silly.
3. I used to play guitar and bass, but I don't so much, anymore. I don't really miss it, 'cept sometimes, I do. I loved to write original (?) rock/jazz/fusion/experimental tunes and record them on a 'puter, but my muse left me around 2002-2003.
4. I've been using the Internet since 1989, which sets me up for all of the next factoids.
5. I was working for a university in 1989, as I am today. I had a seven-year stint working for a corrupt Fortune 100 company betwixt the two.
   
6. My Internet "doings" have gotten me quoted in GQ, Scientific American and in an O'Reilly & Associates book (Bandits on the Information Superhighway, no longer in print).
7. I helped build a web application that won the corrupt Fortune 100 company a cover story in Information Week.
8. I met people in meatspace that I first met in cyberspace in 1991. That was at the Newport Jazz Festival in Providence, RI. Dang, I'm an old bastard.
   

I didn't mention that Allan Holdsworth gave me a guitar, but that was also Internet-related. Y'all don't even know who Allan Holdsworth is, do ya? If you do, I'll be amazed. :)
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Play Time

During the power outage, yesterday. Notice how much darker L.E. is getting, compared to when I got him in December.
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A Bruised Sky

... and high winds. Still no rain, but the scooter is covered, just in case.
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Sunday Afternoon Kittehs

LarryElvis ain't 'fraid of no poison boards!

Curly + flash = good photo.
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Am I Always The Last To Know

... about the hip-named businesses in this burg?

:lol:
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Morning Kittehs

The boy is just so blurry these days!

New boards are no problem for L.E.
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Additional Saturday Early Evening Cats

I haz itch!

I can haz USB kabul!
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Listen To Little LarryElvis

Doesn't he sound like a baby being strangled?

UPDATE: In case y'all forgot what Curly sounds like:


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Weekend Cats

One of these days, I will get a better camera.

A big stretch.
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Another Shitty Picture

He's a talker.
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Hat On Vacuum At Dawn

The subject says it all, but I really loved the color of the morning light hitting the wall. No Photoshopping at all.
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Rail Stalker

L.E. comes to investigate Dad's beer.

CLARIFICATION: That was taken yesterday evening. Beer in the morning? Yuck.
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More Kittehs

Peaceful, sleepy feeling.

Blurry, old-boards feeling. :)
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Meatspace Interface, Summer Session

Let's say Tuesday, July 10th Thursday, July 12th, 5:30 - ?? @ Blackstone. E-mail me at the address in the logo, above if this doesn't work for you.

All Gnashvegan liberals are invited, but particularly ones who congregate at a certain A-list blogger's comments, or former NiT folx. :)
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Happy Birthday To Jeffraham

So let's have some portrait-orientation cats!

Here lies Lester Moore
Four shots from a .44
No Les, No Moore
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This Far

... and noooooo farther!
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With Apologies to Gary Larson

Simultaneously, both went for the pine needles, and the coconut-like sound of their heads colliding secretly delighted the birds.
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Layin' Down Larry

Earlier this evening, post sporadic storms.
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I Wasn't Finished

... with the chin scritches!
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The Very Finest

... cyborg cats.

Yes, that was just for you, dear.
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Uh Oh

He's under the sofa, folx. Typically, this is where he hangs out when he doesn't feel well, like when he gets a cold in his eye.

UPDATE: He's fine. I guess he's just picked a new spot, in part, to get away from the kid. :) It never fails: Curly will lay down, L.E. will come and lay in his face, and Curly gets up to go elsewhere. :)
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Our First Rail Rider

... on the new balcony looks like Bill The Cat.
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Oomph!

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Old Boards

He just doesn't trust those new ones. They smell funny!
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Balcony Freedom!

Me and the boys got to spend some quality time together this morning before I rolled out of the rack. Once I got up, made coffee, etc., I used the borrowed Shop-Vac to clean up the wood shavings on the balcony, so...

... I now have a happy (and safe) kitteh!
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As Promised

Cats!

The very finest cyborg cats!

The Curly Glower™...
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Cats

Coming soon. Wringer. Ack.
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Death From Above

To bed, fine friends.
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Curly, Habitual Cat

Good focus on the paws, Dad!

Well, as you can see, he's staying on the old boards.
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Kymcojones!

Yep. Rode the #7 bus to downtown @ 11:23, to catch the #26 bus @ 11:50, and landed at East Side Scooters about 12:02. A sole Kymco People 200 in a lonely lot... but it wasn't gonna stay that way, long. Thanks, James Duer... you have a happy customer (so far)!

My two scoots. Worlds apart. I had to watch my speed, 'cause of the break-in, and because I was on 40mph limit roads driving it back to work (and driving it home from work). It takes about 1/4 throttle to get it up to 40, so careful is the watchword.

James' artful solution to mounting my temp tag (bread ties and scotch tape).

"Look, ma! I've just drove it from the lot to work, and from work to the condo, and already... 21 kilometers (it had 17.1km showing, for the test rides, etc.)! Er, um... 13 miles!"
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Kittehs Haz Balcony!

Yay! OKTHXBYE!
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Kit For Kat

Hey, if we're gonna have LarryElvis, we gotta have Curly, too!
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Wonder No More

If you've ever wondered why I keep a pillow in the seat of my comfy, leather office chair, wonder no more.

It's so when L.E. weasels himself behind my butt, and I get up to get coffee, and he decides to stretch out, he can be easily transferred to the nearby armchair. :)
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Curly Caturday, Too

The fierce-faced hunter! I could only get one good shot, though... the others were all blurrier than this.

Oh, and later this week, I will pick up my brand new Kymco Agility 125 from East Side Scooters. Put $1000 down, and he's got it sitting there, waiting for me to pick up later this week. I had to cash a paycheck, and he has to buff a paint mark off the front fender, so it all works out. WHOO-HOOO!

It looks exactly like this:

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