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Stray Liotta: Professional Cat Botherer

A gray cat with a white blaze going up her nose is standing behind some fake greenery, clearly role-playing being a fierce jungle animal with jungle instincts plus cat food breath.

A dilute calico kitty is stretched out on a beige fuzzy blanket, displaying a white and somewhat rotund belly. She is clearly relaxed to the point of being comatose.

On the left, weighing in at 10.1 pounds, is current reigning champ Scarface Susie Brown; on the right, weighing in at about 14 pounds, is challenger Naptime Posie Pie. Touch paws, keep it a clean fight, and LET'S GET READY TO SLUMBERRRRRRRR!

I would get ENDLESS SMS messages from her campaign team, strongly attempting to shake me down for campaign contributions. No amount of responding "STOP" would affect these messages. I live in NY. I smelled a rat back then.

Operation Blatant Distraction would have been better, perhaps.

I want to be sympathetic, I really do. But there's this wee voice in my head saying something about lying down with dogs...fleas...etc.

It's the NILE, it's liquid history, how can that be anything but exciting??

So sorry for your loss - your memories of her are so warm; she may not have been a hand-holder, but one wants to reach out to her after reading your tribute.

Stupidity incoming: what stone is this temple made of? Is that sandstone? Wouldn't sandstone ... become unstable ("melt" sounded too stupid, even for me) under water?

Thank you no. I even hyperventilate if I watch a program where properly skilled Egyptologists are gently scurrying around under all that stone.

Fair to say his Golden Rule has more to do with gold than anything else.

I've never seen Joyce White Vance smile so widely! More of that, please.

Sending the best, stone-crushing-and-passing-easily thoughts to you and Oscar.

Perhaps, but William is for sure organizing a knees-up, and maybe a revival of a court masque, "The Hue and Cry After Cupid" perhaps.

This is doubtless from Vibes, but I always think that deep-sixing is something *I* do to something, and shit-canning is something (potentially) done to me.

I attended a K-12 laboratory school in that same era, when they decided to abandon formal grammar studies in favor of us all learning our grammar via reading. The results were about what you'd expect.

Let's add “Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning,” WC again, on 10 Nov., 1942.

I don't know how they manage to defeat their instinct for, you know, survival to do these mad speedy slidies!!

This is going to bite him in his slab-ass. ALSO ... if we could "steal" elections, how is it that he's in office now? Surely we'd have stolen this one, to avoid suffering another Trump regime.

Have y'all read anything written by the 10th c Arab traveler/diplomat Ahmad ibn Fadlan? He hung out with the Vikings located in present-day Russia and wrote VERY descriptively about their lives and culture and habits. Big description of a boat burial, if I remember correctly. Highly recommend!

It looks like it once had teeth!

Wiki has the actual phone number for the real call box... you could take calls there! Describe the sky.

He owes you nothing. Move on.

This IS delightful news! Will there be a ceilidh??

But up in time for the school shooting in British Columbia.

Artichokes! It took tasting "carciofi alla Giudia" to turn me into a fan.

Oh shit shit shit, that's so rough! I just feel terrible for you, the shock.

What??!? Oh no!! I'm so sorry, Puff was sweetness itself! Sending you a giant hug 🫂

@schumer.senate.gov The President posted this disgusting thing last night. 25th amendment time, SURELY.

At home we would probably say he's MORE than ready for the Baker Act...