vituperation

June 18, 2003

I have arrived. Check it out:

That’s right, I’ve served up over a million pages as of today.

You like me! Right now, you really like me!

And now, pictures of Tubby, because I haven’t done that in a while. He was looking photogenic Monday night, though he was bitchy about it.

Daaaaaaaaaaaad, do you have to get the camera out again?

Sigh. Well, if it’s for art, I guess I’ll put up with it.

Where, oh where, has my buddy Fancypants gone?

Maybe if I pretend to be asleep he’ll go away with that infernal camera.

Dammit. He’s still here. I shall make my disgust evident.

What’s that? Does the mommy have some food?

I’ll doze, and maybe Daddy will turn off the camera.

Turn that damn thing off now. Meh.

I said meh, dammit!

And now, finally, I invite you to put down anything you’re drinking, and make sure you have nothing in your mouth, because I’ve taken the funniest picture ever of Tubby the Magnificent. Patience is a virtue, and if one waits, a cat will invariably do something worthy of a good laugh.

Ready?

Here it is, full-sized.

(he was yawning, if you’re curious)

The boy needs to have those choppers cleaned, don’t he?