cats.

I love cats. I even have a rotten one of my own. Meet Stella Kitty.

She is very curious, and insists on exploring everything.
I do have this theory though... She loves food, and she's fat, and if she could, she'd eat me. Perhaps a chubby man like Santa looks like a delightful tuna sandwich to cats.

Now, I don't believe in Santa, and I don't think we should lie to kids and tell him he's going to shove himself through a chimney to eat cookies. I do like cats though. This may not be logical, but I do think this kitty may be sending us a dual message.

If "Santa" gets rabies, it would be absolutely histerical.

i'm baaaaack!!!

I guess that's not exciting, but I'm going to give this blog thing another try. I will devote my time to informing you on the insanity of the earth, which makes my life surreal, and wonder if I am actually here because someone is playing an awful trick on me. Of course i'm not a pessimist, so I like to find the humor in it all :)

Check this story out.

I have no additional comment, but i'm not afraid to hit a guy.