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The Best Antidote For A Bad Dream: A Cat Between Your Legs

I fell asleep on my couch, and unlike some people (meaning YOU crazy, couch-loving Worsham sisters), I don’t sleep particularly well on couches.

Last night’s couch sleeping brought on a dream of travel to Europe, which would have been a great dream except I missed my connecting flight AND I forgot to pack my underwear.

A security guard felt the lack of underwear in my bag was suspicious and pulled me out of line for questioning. So I was stuck in some random German airport, trying to convince a guard whose English sucked that a lack of underwear wasn’t sufficient grounds to accuse someone of being a terrorist.

As illogical as it was to be labeled as suspicious due to a lack of undergarments, my dream self was very distressed by the whole mess. I woke up agitated and was ready to pen a nasty letter to the Chancellor of Germany.

I also woke up to this:

This is a picture of Disco sleeping between my legs.

I don’t like using the flash on my phone camera, but the cuteness would have been wrecked if I had to get up and switch on the lights. Plus, his squinting makes the picture even cuter.

I forgot about the letter pretty quick, and eventually I picked up the cat and went to sleep in my real bed. There were no more dreams about Europe or crazed security guards.

Still, if you’re planning on travelling to Europe any time soon, double check that you have underwear packed in your bag.


Working Hard, Sleeping Sound

This is a blurry picture of Disco with my friend Rebecca and my laundry in the background,

You know those weeks in which you barely have time to breathe? Ones in which you’re just so busy that one blink will carry you from your office on a college campus to a stage in front of a packed audience singing the most mangled opera you ever sung in your life?

Perhaps most people don’t experience that when their lives are flying by, but most people don’t perform live in an Improv show the same week as they are in the production stage of a major work project, helping the boss prepare for a visit from the big boss, and managing a cat having toilet issues.

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Disco In A Bag

This is picture of Disco in a Trader Joe's paper grocery bag. His paws are tucked underneath the handles and his expression is one of wide-eyed surprise

It’s Monday. I’m still tired from my high school reunion this weekend. More on that later this week. In the mean time, here are the pictures I promised you last week.

Click through for more cute.

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Brains and Such

This is a picture of the Searching for Super Women logo, which is a woman dressed up as a super hero with Princess Leia hair, a Xena weapon, and a cape. Outfit is not complete without the cape.

I did a post on brains for Searching for Superwomen today. If you’re expecting a diatribe on the various merits of zombie films, then this isn’t the post for you. But if you’re open to a discussion on diversity by way of zombies and flavored brains, then by all means, click the link below.

When It Comes to Diversity, Brains Matter Too

In other news, tomorrow I will reveal my decision on whether I intend to attend my high school reunion. It’ll be approximately ONE day before the deadline for buying tickets. What can I say, I like to live dangerously. Also, there will be pictures of grocery bags–with a cat in them. I’ll allow you to twist like laundry in the wind trying to guess which one of them it is.

Anyhoo, back to Monday. I got work to do.

Gah, rhymes!

Give In To The Cute

Disco fell asleep on his back with his paws dangling in the air. He was having a dream at one point because his paws were flicking around quite a bit. I approached as quietly as I could, channeling the spirit of a snake as I slithered across the carpet whilst holding my breath and willing my joints not to pop, then GOSHDURNIT, he woke up.

BUT, he didn’t roll out of his sleeping position right away, which led to the cute picture above and the cute picture below.

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What A Handsome Devil He Is

This is a picture of Disco Being Cute

Disco was having a good modeling weekend. And I was having a good writing weekend. I added over three thousand words to the novel. More on that later.

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Stare in Awwwwwww

I didn’t get as many posts up as I wanted to this week. But I got some fiction done. And I got some exercise done. And I got some important reading done. So it was a pretty productive week.

The weekend will be a tad nuts. Between rehearsals for a big choir performance on Sunday, swimming, a birthday party, and Free Comic Book Day, chances are high that I’m going to be wiped come Sunday afternoon.

But enough blabbering from me. I know why you’re really here. So behold, two pictures of Disco in adorable nap mode. How cats manage to fold themselves up like a pretzel and look adorable at the same time is beyond me…

This is a picture of Disco napping.

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Overweight Goldfish and
My Breakdancing Cat

This is a picture of an overweight goldfish.Bet you thought I’ve gone off the deep end with a title like that, eh? It’s¬†relevant, I promise. To prove it, I’ll talk about the fish first. The breakdancing cat will be after the jump.

I’ve never seen an overweight goldfish. But after my first swim practice in more than a decade, I can imagine what one feels like. By the end of the second lap, I wanted nothing more than to reach the end of the pool and pass out belly-up on the lane line.

It didn’t help that the bowl of chili I ate before practice was sitting in my stomach like a lead-plated ostrich egg. Not the best way to remember that eating before practice is a BAD idea.

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Disco: Party Cat

This is a picture of my cat Disco in a box wearing Mardi Gras beads and lying on top of an empty beer can.

The fans asketh, and receivith, another cat picture.

Here’s Disco the day after my birthday party. Apparently he handles hangovers about as well as he handles bathes. Kinda makes you want to give him kitty aspirin, eh?

I’m heading to DC for the next two days. I’ll be using a Groupon at Spaworld tomorrow now that they have reversed their evil ways. Then I’ll be hanging out with the awesome Corridor Writers Group, who I miss so very much. I may post, or I may be swept up in a tidal wave of fun. It’s anybody’s guess.

On Resorting to Cat Pictures

It’s been a week, and the brain still hasn’t spat out any brilliant blog ideas. Some less-than-brilliant ones. But as I’ve said before, I tend to prefer quality over quantity. And focusing on quantity could very well devolve my blog into an infinite photostream of cat pictures.

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