Two dark colored tabby cats on a gray bedspread in front of gray throw pillows. Left front cat lies on his side with one paw stretched out, napping. Right rear cat crouches, washing the other cat’s head.
Parsley decided Unka Spokescat needed a thorough bath.
Thanks for this! I was baffled by why suddenly everyone is terrified of rice. I’ve re-heated Chinese and Indian leftovers for years, with no problem.
Prepared food goes right into the fridge and is eaten within a few days, regardless of cuisine.
The party-hearty neighbors got a bass for Xmas.
And an amp.
That goes to 11.
These are the peeps whose fireworks set off car alarms. 10/10 for enthusiasm, but I wish they’d go to bed.
Small tabby with white inspects a small cooler.
Parsley wants to go with us to the Hilmar Cheese Factory. #caturday
Roast duck and wild rice sound delightful.
Citrus shortcake seems very Floridian; I wonder why I never see it now.
Yes! I call it “NYE for Morning People.” This year, I decided the answer was Australia, allowing me to declare my holiday really early.
This is an act: they’d just finished bouncing all over each other.
Fluffy tabby on a Tudor-inspired chair, next to neatly posed shorthair tabby on a table, next to a big gold something. There is brown drapery behind them.
Parsley and her fluffy uncle pose for one of those 18th century portraits where the couple is surrounded by symbols of their wealth and interests. #catsofbluesky #cats
I just had a mini-panettone for breakfast because it seemed like today was the day for it.
This year, I can't bring myself to look at it. I don't care what the pop culture trends were -- either I participated, I gently mocked, or I didn't and won't care -- and global news is already very much with me.
All but a few really old machines are available to play!
Fancy vintage pinball machine with fire department theme and a lot of chutes.
Frankenstein themed pinball machine, mostly to show you the diorama in upper left with Frankenstein action figures.
Row of wooden pinball machines, less flashy than modern ones.
1960s pinball machine with simple layout and snow derby theme.
Pacific Pinball Museum in Alameda: Dad’s Xmas present was a day of unlimited play here. First is our fave. 2nd is for the diorama. 3rd is 1940s-50s. 4th is early 60s. It was incredible!
At 5:00, I woke them up because I wanted to go downstairs. They seemed surprised.
The same cats who usually start lobbying for dinner at 2:30 in the afternoon are now peacefully napping, half an hour after din-din is usually served at 4:00.
I'm not waking them up. Let's see how late I can reset them to.
Face of a blue-eyed dilute calico cat peeks from a crevice between a leaf-patterned blanket and beige sofa.
The Empress peeks out of her lair. Maybe she’ll find the Epstein Files down in there. #catsofbluesky
The prospect of broiling anything in the 15 minutes before everything else has to simultaneously be ready… no.
The section on ketchup is Pulitzer-worthy!
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The Official Spokescat just interrupted my deadline-urgent project to projectile vomit on the laptop cord, the rattan trunk, and my blanket & bedspread.
His aim was incredible.
The sun unexpectedly came out today after three weeks of high fog, so we took a drive in the country, to the far distant fruit stand with the chicken tikka masala pot pies.
Guess what I’m having for dinner tonight!
JD Vance maintains his vibe of the person with the biggest ego and the worst record on the college debate team.
I love spoon bread so much that, during my “dump cake” phase, I determined it can be made with the dump-cake method by using canned creamed corn and Jiffy cornbread mix.
Definite nay. I despise celery.
My brain has declared it to be Friday afternoon at the end of an onerous week… which is a problem because it’s only Tuesday.
I just rewatched the first season and a half, up to the end of the Julie Mao arc, then called it done.
The Good Place. I loved it, but I feel like it wouldn’t hit the same without being surprised by the philosophical twists.
These are the classic!
They’re not objectively great pizza, but they’re perfectly fine as fancy toast.
During promo: “This is our best work and who we truly are artistically.”
Later: “The label forced us to make music we hate, I wrote 2/3 of it while high, and drums were a session musician for reasons.”
Yep, I’ll take up arms for Modern.
I’ve had Sally’s when other people got takeout, and I don’t hate it; but there’s not much pizza I hate.
Overheard at an estate sale: “Did you know people use Barbie collectibles for money laundering?”