The first thing Montag did his first night home was pee on my pillows and poop on my amp.
Figured out how to do double exposures in camera. I’m not sure what I would use that feature for, but now it is knowledge I possess. Who knows, come the zombie apocalypse, there might be a need for the walking stiff to remember their old forms by. Imagine? Zombie portrait with old self face in […]
Figures it would be a billion degrees the one week I have to spend every evening in my office working on stuff. I don’t know how the cats do it, what with wearing a luxurious fur coat at all times. Montag is the sweetest little dude and follows me like a shadow, so he’s been […]
Cats, food, lack of pants, jog trail, and more cats. EXCITING.
Thought he was doing some of my freelance work, but turns out he was browsing for pussies. *rimshot*
I think Montag and I need to have ‘the talk’.
Saturday is the day cats do what they do best: absolutely nothing of use whatsoever.
Following a missed delivery last week, Farm Fresh To You pulled through and I came home from work to a box full of organic produce waiting on the stoop. […]
Dusted off my wide angle lens and chased the cats with it for test shots1. I am aware that there is an inordinate amount of pussy photos on this here blog thing. I am also aware than I am this.close to cat lady status, but in the name of making sure equipment works properly, you […]
I left this morning only to get to the back lot and remember that I’d forgotten to take some outgoing mail with me. When I opened the door, Montag was on top of the stairs, looking forlorn. That, or he was just making sure I was properly gone and off the lot so he could […]
Montag has been loving ribbons lately, and keeps finding them and hiding them in the bed. I wake up to a new ribbon every day, and I’m not even sure where he gets them from.