You might not think so, but Santa's popularity and fame does present its own problems...
Friday, December 18, 2009
Preparedness
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Pets = Family
Sigh.
My cats (Elf and Radar) are industriously involved in a rousing game of "ambush": one of them will go 'hide' somewhere, and the other will wander around in search of the first. When found, the one that was hiding gets to chase the searcher for a little while before they swap roles.
It's usually somewhat noisy game, and I just caught myself telling them "If you two don't knock it off, you're both going to bed without supper!"
Yeah, pets are family, alright...
My cats (Elf and Radar) are industriously involved in a rousing game of "ambush": one of them will go 'hide' somewhere, and the other will wander around in search of the first. When found, the one that was hiding gets to chase the searcher for a little while before they swap roles.
It's usually somewhat noisy game, and I just caught myself telling them "If you two don't knock it off, you're both going to bed without supper!"
Yeah, pets are family, alright...
Santa's personnel problems (Part 2)
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Old technology
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Mrs. Claus
Monday, December 14, 2009
My cat is a perv...
Radar, the kitten I got as an emergency backup cat, has turned into some kind of pervert.
It seems that I can't make vertical use of the commode without her not only following me into the bathroom, but jumping up on the commode to watch as I take care of things; she particularly likes to watch the water swirl around when I flush.
Having an audience while I go about my business is one thing -- but I get nervous when she starts eyeing my dangly bits...
It seems that I can't make vertical use of the commode without her not only following me into the bathroom, but jumping up on the commode to watch as I take care of things; she particularly likes to watch the water swirl around when I flush.
Having an audience while I go about my business is one thing -- but I get nervous when she starts eyeing my dangly bits...
Santa's personnel problems (Part 1)
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Out in the toolies
One of the things about Santa Claus' operations is that it's way the hell out in the toolies -- so far, in fact, that they don't even have a Starbucks.
As you might expect, living in that kind of isolation means that Santa and his staff are pretty much on their own outside of Christmas. That results in some of them developing their own little... foibles, as shown:
As you might expect, living in that kind of isolation means that Santa and his staff are pretty much on their own outside of Christmas. That results in some of them developing their own little... foibles, as shown:
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