Ahoy, mateys! Come set sail with Captain Jack, first mate Mad Bess, and the funky feline crew, on a voyage through the intriguing worlds of feral cat care, delicious grog, vegetarian grub, science, history, cinema, music, art, fashion, zombies, dancing, zombie dancing, thrift shops, pop culture, and wherever else the four winds take us! But heed ye the words of Rufus Excalibur ffolkes: "I like cats. And I don't like people who don't."
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Tempest-tossed!
Forenoon Watch commander Mister Tabbles: "Captain! There's a tropical storm on the horizon! Pirate radio says she's called Beryl, sir!"
Captain Jack: "Meh. Wake me when she's a cat-3 hurricane and not before, mister! Now, back to your post and let me get some shuteye!"
Aye mateys, we weathered a tropical storm, and Mad Bess and myself slept right through it. Not only that, but it turns out there was another storm called Alberto about ten days ago that was so unimpressive that we hadn't even heard about it at all. Hurricane season doesn't officially get underway until Friday, but it seems our friend Poseidon has chosen to get an early start this year! So be it, Mr. P... let the games begin!
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