Thursday, February 19, 2009

Drunk Cat

Some time ago on a surprisingly sober intuition, drunk cat appeared. I see drunk cat as the stuff of legend if his popularity could ever get off the ground.
He's a drunk CAT! Imagine how many directions that could take.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Today marks my campaign against all things tall (no offense to Paul and Zara). Tall objects drop things on you. Ever since moving to Yosemite, I have noticed a trend of objects dropping from above with great force causing me to shout explitives in all directuions. Most often than not, the object hits nothing important (ie:head), but the astonishing truth is that this series of events offer up a ghastly warning from the greater gods of above. Tall gods that hate all things shorter than them. Punk asses.
A pinecone forced to reckon with gravitational force meets an unhealthy match with the ground. The ground is tough though. While the pinecone smashes on the ground, your head will surely suffer a more unfortunate fate. Some of those pinecones are pretty big, nevermind entire falling branches, but those come with a bit more warning: *CRACK* *THUD*
Sometimes objects from above offer more catastrophic results. Never forget awakening at 7am last October to watch the side of a mountain crashing down on Curry Village. Yikes.
Right now the gods of tall are having a bit too much fun at unsuspecting passerby's expense. After three days of snow and accumulation on branches of tall trees, the sun has come out to create a melting effect to which, without warning, an enormous quantity of water and ice plunge from the branches and onto innocent civillians, soaking them in icy coldness from head to toe.
I for one am not amused.
I mean I was until I became a victim an hour ago.
Join my fight for the leveling of tall objects everywhere. With a little luck and perseverence, we'll need only worry about man-eating sinkholes in the near future.
-LJ out

Friday, February 13, 2009

I know that no one even reads this blog other than Zara and I but I still wanted to discuss how outrageously awesome my birthday was! I should say birthdays (multiple) actually because I did have two. Awesome things:

-The presents Zara gave me-Persepolis, checkered shoes, and beautiful earrings for when I hit 10 guage (it'll be a while before I can wear them)
-The delicious vegan cake that Zara made for me
-The dinner that Zara took me to
-Zara, naked and covered in margarine
-Big bottle of Tequila from Anthony (yikes!)
-Many happy birthday wishes from people I love a lot
-The delicious dinner that we all made last night with my favorite foods-naan, chana daal, wilted greens, polenta, and israeli couscous. Out of control with the flavor.
-My birthday shopping spree and the purchase of the best vegan boots ever!!

Anyway, just wanted to recap the event. It was really super fantastic and I appreciated every bit of it.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Sad story this Thursday morning. The boss-type and visual merchandising lady came in to look over the store and see what improvements needed to be done. Basically it's an opportunity for them to come in and make me feel lousy because the store looks so god-awful and there is no one to blame it on because there are only two people that work here and another two that come in daily to make purchases.
The store becomes a sanctuary for bugs during the winter. It's too cold for them outside and as long as they stay in their respective corner I have no problem sharing space with them. However, when the bosses come in and see all the bugs that have taken up residence they tell me that I need to rid of them promptly. I hate killing bugs. I don't know how to tell them that it's not that I'm lazy, which I most certainly am, but I do really have a problem killing the little buggars. So I have had to displace a dozen or so spiders this morning. I suppose a job is more important than them having to rebuild their home in a different dark corner (to me). I try to shoo them to the back, but the store front is really the ideal location. I don't blame them. As long as they're down with the hurrican Laura disaster that ruins their home every three months.

Supper tonight with McCray and Zara in the lakes kitchen. Should be tasty times for all. Also, Celtics vs. Lakers in Boston! Word.
-LJ out