Friday the 13th with crappy weather makes kitties want to curl up with a blanket, too.

Why I love Friday the 13th:  It’s lucky.  My office just decided to give us 3 special days off!  Plus, I got notice of an increase in pay!  Lucky, lucky, lucky!

Listening to this book makes me think, “Boy, Dan Brown…you make David Baldacci look like Tolstoy!”  Don’t get me wrong; I love me some mystery/thrillers.  I admit, however, that I usually stick to something just a notch or two more upmarket:  Henning Mankell, PD James, Elizabeth George, Peter Robinson…that sort of thing.  But this book?  It makes me consider ever more seriously the idea of my own detective novel.  Because if writing that bad can cause nothing less than a worldwide sensation, then there’s got to be a publisher’s advance in my future, right?

• Lyric of the day: “The wind blows hard against this mountain side, across the sea into my soul”
• Flashback of the day: Unmatched marching band uniforms
• As I write this, what’s playing? STP’s “Creep,” off Core.
• Photo of the day:

U gots me a new raydeeoh

It’s National Cat Day, everyone! Cuts is celebrating by…well, at last report she was sleeping in my bed. I thought I might finally give up the rock and change her name, and I came up with a good Russian word that she seemed to like and answer to, but now I can’t remember what it was. Might it have been “sleepyhead” (“COΗЯ”, pronounced “Sonia”)? Anyhow, I guess that’s another sign my memory is fading fast…sigh. So, she remains unfortunately-named, but still cute and as mental as ever.

Wachin interesin show bout how Robert Johnson sold his sol 2 meh

I can haz Animul Planitt?

Don’t worry, Cuts.  I have paid up in full.

O hai, i wuz just thinkin it is faiv o clok sumwerez

Cuts needs a drink.