dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 06:08pm on 2007-07-26 under ,

In hindsight, a black skirt is not the best choice of clothing for transport-the-cat day. A stressed, overheated, medium-hair tabby can render an awful lot of her environment a fluffy grey, including a couple of parking lots we stopped in along the way.

Fluffy fluffy fluffy
Tufts hang in the air
In the absence of any breeze.
Fur refusing to fall
Because it would be less decorative on the ground.

Seriously. Clouds of grey fur just hanging there around head height after Perrine had been petted a bit by [info] anniemal while I ran into a store to buy cat litter.

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 12:19am on 2007-07-26 under ,

OMG, my cat has skin after all! Every other time I've tried to part her fur look, all I've found under her fur was more fur (leading me to believe that she had no skin, but just transitioned directly at some point from fur to stomach), but this time I got to see skin with hairs growing out of it instead of Yet More Layers of undercoat.

I think she has dandruff. There are little white flakes sprinkled through the hairs that come off on the grooming brush.

dglenn: Lego-ish figure in blue dress, with beard and breasts, holding sword and electric guitar (lego-blue)

Made it to pharmacy. Made it to nail salon after very annoying wait for wrong bus due to misinformation. Stopped at Appalachian Bluegrass for a nut blank because the slot for the bottom string on the mandolin I was practicing on while waiting for buses crumbled. (Blank is way bigger than I need; gonna have to cut it lengthwise. Anybody local have a band saw and not mind the smell of bone dust too badly?) Stopped at grocery on the way back. Am very tired.

Especially annoying numbers of rude, immature people out and about today. Funny thing, when I hear people laughing and turn around and see a cameraphone pointed at me (with such an exaggerated gesture that it seems my seeing them is half the point), and I bring an SLR to my eye pointed back at them, people freak out. Dayum, either it's acceptable behaviour or it's not, idjits; make up your minds! But suddenly I go from curiosity to something-to-flee once the lens is aimed at them.

Have lined up rides for tomorrow. Tried to avoid pushing myself so hard today that I'll be too beat to cope tomorrow, but with the amount of walking required because of where the bus lines do and don't go, and just being Out And Active fort so long, I'm pretty darned beat. Hope I didn't push toooo hard. Gotta manage to be functional Sunday as well!

Want ABC 2.0 <-> MusicXML converter. Found an ABC 1.6-> MusicXML tool, but a) it dropped three measures when I tested it, b) it barfs on V: tags, and c) the source seems to have been lost and the author is unreachable. Half a mind to start banging one out in C (and wondering whether I could to the MusicXML->ABC direction as a 'sed' script), but already have Too Many Projects in the queue so should try a little longer to find existing tool maintained by Somebody Not Me. Also want shareware or o-s OMR (aka 'music OCR'); closest I've found is 30-day free evaluation of $190 program. Will try that, but will try to time the start of the eval period to maximize usefulness. (Probably worth $190, if I had the spare dough for that sort of thing.

Have found annoying amounds of ABC FUD on chat boards while Googling for tools, as well as an awful lot of "since I don't need that, I can't imagine it's of use to anyone else on the planet either; they should just all use the same proprietary notation tool that I do" attitudes. Feh.

Doh! Should remember to ask about XML conversion on ABC mailing list!

Tentative lead on Volvo wagon. More news ifwhen more news exists.

Difference between now and the long-tiny-nested-paren paragraph before, is today I realize I'm this tired.

Perrine is much more tolerant than I thought she'd be, of the "cat-on-keyboard bad, so if you choose to occupy keyboard zone, it's keyboard-on-cat" rule I've instituted. Though her acceptance or disgusted departure depends somewhat on my typing speed.

I do wish she'd tell me where she hid the mouse I can smell rotting. *sigh*

dglenn: Lego-ish figure in blue dress, with beard and breasts, holding sword and electric guitar (lego-blue)

Made it to pharmacy. Made it to nail salon after very annoying wait for wrong bus due to misinformation. Stopped at Appalachian Bluegrass for a nut blank because the slot for the bottom string on the mandolin I was practicing on while waiting for buses crumbled. (Blank is way bigger than I need; gonna have to cut it lengthwise. Anybody local have a band saw and not mind the smell of bone dust too badly?) Stopped at grocery on the way back. Am very tired.

Especially annoying numbers of rude, immature people out and about today. Funny thing, when I hear people laughing and turn around and see a cameraphone pointed at me (with such an exaggerated gesture that it seems my seeing them is half the point), and I bring an SLR to my eye pointed back at them, people freak out. Dayum, either it's acceptable behaviour or it's not, idjits; make up your minds! But suddenly I go from curiosity to something-to-flee once the lens is aimed at them.

Have lined up rides for tomorrow. Tried to avoid pushing myself so hard today that I'll be too beat to cope tomorrow, but with the amount of walking required because of where the bus lines do and don't go, and just being Out And Active fort so long, I'm pretty darned beat. Hope I didn't push toooo hard. Gotta manage to be functional Sunday as well!

Want ABC 2.0 <-> MusicXML converter. Found an ABC 1.6-> MusicXML tool, but a) it dropped three measures when I tested it, b) it barfs on V: tags, and c) the source seems to have been lost and the author is unreachable. Half a mind to start banging one out in C (and wondering whether I could to the MusicXML->ABC direction as a 'sed' script), but already have Too Many Projects in the queue so should try a little longer to find existing tool maintained by Somebody Not Me. Also want shareware or o-s OMR (aka 'music OCR'); closest I've found is 30-day free evaluation of $190 program. Will try that, but will try to time the start of the eval period to maximize usefulness. (Probably worth $190, if I had the spare dough for that sort of thing.

Have found annoying amounds of ABC FUD on chat boards while Googling for tools, as well as an awful lot of "since I don't need that, I can't imagine it's of use to anyone else on the planet either; they should just all use the same proprietary notation tool that I do" attitudes. Feh.

Doh! Should remember to ask about XML conversion on ABC mailing list!

Tentative lead on Volvo wagon. More news ifwhen more news exists.

Difference between now and the long-tiny-nested-paren paragraph before, is today I realize I'm this tired.

Perrine is much more tolerant than I thought she'd be, of the "cat-on-keyboard bad, so if you choose to occupy keyboard zone, it's keyboard-on-cat" rule I've instituted. Though her acceptance or disgusted departure depends somewhat on my typing speed.

I do wish she'd tell me where she hid the mouse I can smell rotting. *sigh*

dglenn: Photo of clouds shaped like an eye and arched eyebrow (sky-eye)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 11:56pm on 2007-07-09 under , ,

Got home from rehearsal. Walking into the house, the difference was immediately obvious: though the thermometers (in my bedroom and my housemate's bedroom) both read the same temperatures as before we left, 91°F and 95°F respectively, the humidity has gone up from 39% to 56%. World of difference. *sigh*

In other news, it appears that catnip is at least a partial remedy for absolutely-disgusted-with-the-heat syndrome, for one member of the household.

Ugh. Pain meds wearing off. Fall down soon.

dglenn: Photo of clouds shaped like an eye and arched eyebrow (sky-eye)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 11:54pm on 2007-07-09 under , ,

Got home from rehearsal. Walking into the house, the difference was immediately obvious: though the thermometers (in my bedroom and my housemate's bedroom) both read the same temperatures as before we left, 91°F and 95°F respectively, the humidity has gone up from 39% to 56%. World of difference. *sigh*

In other news, it appears that catnip is at least a partial remedy for absolutely-disgusted-with-the-heat syndrome, for one member of the household.

Ugh. Pain meds wearing off. Fall down soon.

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 02:45am on 2007-07-07 under , ,

Ow ow dammit ow.

Forty minutes or so ago, Perrine leapt over my legs to join me on the bed but misjudged, catching my foot with one of her hind claws and digging in to compensate for having landed off balance. While I was trying to get by toe out from under her, she was trying to push harder to get the rest of the way onto the bed. So the contact was rather more prolonged than most cat scratches, and there was a lot of force ...

And she got me on my big toe right at the [expletive]ing edge of my [expletive]ing toenail, slicing me from about the middle of the trailing edge to halfway up one side of the nail.

I've gotten tired of holding pressure on it (it's not bleeding quickly, just doesn't want to stop -- because of the geometry of the area, I guess) so let's see how it does with some antibacterial ointment and some first-aid tape wrapped as tightly as I can manage (yes, the pink under the toenail fills right away again if pinch my toe to check the circulation). I hit it with peroxide and alcohol right away, less from fear of infection (though, come to think of it, I wonder how recently that paw was in the litter box) than from a desire to wash away or neutralize allergens as much as possible. 'Cause this is going to be a really [expletive]ing annoying spot to have that allergy-itch going at the same time as the after-the-initial-ouch pain of a cut in an awkward place. (I wasn't sure whether to reach for the cortizone ointment instead of the antibacterial ointment; if it's itching too badly later, I'll wash off the one and replace it with t'other, but so far it's itching less than expected, so I guess the peroxide did some good (alcohol alone isn't usually this effective) -- I didn't know whether to expect it to help or not, so I figured I may as well try it.)

I love my cat, and I like the fact that she likes to be near me, but damn, I wish she hadn't sliced me open right there -- a few millimeters would have made this less than half as annoying (though still a pain). And it's not like I can scold her for it, because I don't think she's even aware what her hind foot was doing to me, what her claw was digging into, and I know she didn't do it on purpose. So, no outlet for my frustration other than swearing ("the last refuge of the inarticulate motherfucker", as a friend at university used to say) and venting here.

So much for being about to fall asleep. And -- ugh -- now I'm getting referred pain to the other side of the toe. :-(

Oh -- and yes, this is the same foot with the sliced up pinkie-toe. Hmph. (And if my doctor tells me I should "always" be wearing shoes or slippers, c'mon, I was in bed, dammit.

And I'd already had a bad day because of not getting enough sleep last night, and having to wear earplugs most of the day because my ears were being way to sensitive to traffic sounds. *grumble*

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 02:43am on 2007-07-07 under , ,

Ow ow dammit ow.

Forty minutes or so ago, Perrine leapt over my legs to join me on the bed but misjudged, catching my foot with one of her hind claws and digging in to compensate for having landed off balance. While I was trying to get by toe out from under her, she was trying to push harder to get the rest of the way onto the bed. So the contact was rather more prolonged than most cat scratches, and there was a lot of force ...

And she got me on my big toe right at the [expletive]ing edge of my [expletive]ing toenail, slicing me from about the middle of the trailing edge to halfway up one side of the nail.

I've gotten tired of holding pressure on it (it's not bleeding quickly, just doesn't want to stop -- because of the geometry of the area, I guess) so let's see how it does with some antibacterial ointment and some first-aid tape wrapped as tightly as I can manage (yes, the pink under the toenail fills right away again if pinch my toe to check the circulation). I hit it with peroxide and alcohol right away, less from fear of infection (though, come to think of it, I wonder how recently that paw was in the litter box) than from a desire to wash away or neutralize allergens as much as possible. 'Cause this is going to be a really [expletive]ing annoying spot to have that allergy-itch going at the same time as the after-the-initial-ouch pain of a cut in an awkward place. (I wasn't sure whether to reach for the cortizone ointment instead of the antibacterial ointment; if it's itching too badly later, I'll wash off the one and replace it with t'other, but so far it's itching less than expected, so I guess the peroxide did some good (alcohol alone isn't usually this effective) -- I didn't know whether to expect it to help or not, so I figured I may as well try it.)

I love my cat, and I like the fact that she likes to be near me, but damn, I wish she hadn't sliced me open right there -- a few millimeters would have made this less than half as annoying (though still a pain). And it's not like I can scold her for it, because I don't think she's even aware what her hind foot was doing to me, what her claw was digging into, and I know she didn't do it on purpose. So, no outlet for my frustration other than swearing ("the last refuge of the inarticulate motherfucker", as a friend at university used to say) and venting here.

So much for being about to fall asleep. And -- ugh -- now I'm getting referred pain to the other side of the toe. :-(

Oh -- and yes, this is the same foot with the sliced up pinkie-toe. Hmph. (And if my doctor tells me I should "always" be wearing shoes or slippers, c'mon, I was in bed, dammit.

And I'd already had a bad day because of not getting enough sleep last night, and having to wear earplugs most of the day because my ears were being way to sensitive to traffic sounds. *grumble*

dglenn: Kickdrum (bass drum) with sneakers on the side legs (kickdrum)

[livejournal.com profile] folkmew pointed out that Musician's Friend (a place I bought stuff from last century but whose catalog mailing list I fell off of a while back) is having a "moving to new warehouse" sale. So, of course, there's a whole bunch of stuff there that I've wanted to pick up for a while, at tempting sale prices, that I mostly still can't afford anyhow. (Resist, resist, resist.) But I've had "replace guitar cases" on my to-do list for several years now -- the last time I looked, hard cases worth using were too expensive, and I hadn't bothere looking lately because I haven't had any more extra money at hand than the last time I'd looked. But the case for my main 6-string is missing significant chunks of wood near the edge of the lower bout, and is reinforced with strapping tape under the spraypaint and gaffer's tape over the paint where the strapping tape had started wearing out and the wood had mysteriously vanished -- it may actually have a couple more years left in it thanks to all the gaffer's tape Allon attached to it -- and the 12-string case is, well, toast. The hinges and one or two latches have fallen off, and the plies of the plywood around the bottom curve have separated so that the wood there feels like soggy cardboard. I keep a bungee cord around it to hold it closed.

So it's obviously time for me to look at guitar cases on sale ...

The last time I looked at guitar cases, there weren't three hundred and twenty four models of cases to choose from. Eek! Okay, the number shrinks considerably when you narrow it down to folk guitar cases and cross off the ones that cost a bunch extra for fancy paint jobs. And, importantly, they've gotten a lot cheaper (well, the cheap ones have) than the last time I'd looked ... and they're on sale on top of that. I'm not sure I can really justify spending the money for two right now, but I think I can manage to afford one. Now I just have to sift through all these open browser tabs and pick one. (The two undecided questions: do I want to get a plastic one, lighter and more water resistant (water was what did the bulk of the damage -- maybe all of the non-cosmetic damage -- to the cases I've got), or stick to wood so that I know the lid and bottom will be flat for better stackability and squeezing into car trunks? And do I trust an unfamiliar brand?) This might go faster if I didn't keep going, "ooh, shiny!" at various other things (drum and cymbal mutes on sale -- for thirty bucks I can mute everything but the kick drum and the two smallest Roto-Toms and feel less self-conscious about practicing the drums when neighbours are home ... hey, a mandocello in the scratch-&-dent section -- still too expensive ... whoah, a USB microphone!).

Whatever case I get, I'll have to do something distinctive to it to make it easier to pick out of a pile of cases, at least until I get used to the change. I'm so used to just looking for "the light blue one (now with red tape) and the beat-up brown one" among the jumble of black guitar cases at various events that I'm bound to forget to look for a black one at first.


In other news, the house, which was at 88°F and 60% relative humidity at the hottest part of yesterday, finally cooled a bit overnight and a little more since the rain started: it's all the way down to 85°F and 58% relative humidity. Gee, no wonder I feel sticky. And no wonder Perrine keeps retreating to the coolest patch of floor she can find in the hallway (and glaring at me as though the weather is my fault when I pass by). I'm trying to avoid plugging in the bedroom air conditioner -- I'm still paying for the electricity consumed by space heaters over the winter, and the rates just went up significantly -- but I may have to give in and fire it up for my own sanity.

I don't think the heat is the reason I've been sleeping so poorly -- I'm only managing to stay asleep for 30 to 180 minutes at a time, with 60 to 120 minutes being the usual, and I'm gettin' awfully tired of being tired -- but it probably doesn't help.

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)

Argh. Trouble getting to sleep lat night, and only managed four hours before being woken ... by ... a ... sound ...

Thank you, Perrine, for not throwing up that hairball all over the electric bass guitar. But is it too much to ask you to manage to miss my slippers as well? *sigh*

At least they're the new ones made of a non-porous material (I forget the brand, but similar to Crocs) that [livejournal.com profile] anniemal gave me, amd thus ever so more easily cleaned up than the fuzzy kind or the falling-apart cloth slippers these replaced.

Ah well, 'tis the season. On to more pleasant and/or more important things.

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 12:45am on 2007-05-11 under

Uh oh. Perrine just discovered that there are sometimes birds on television. (I wasn't quite sure how meaningful television images were to her until just now.)

Of course there's no sense of scale, so that whopping big owl probably looks fun to chase, instead of something that might chase her...

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 11:36am on 2007-05-05 under ,

I just ate a bowl of cinnamon yogurt. Perrine wandered over to where I had set the bowl down, sniffed it, and made the "this is crap" sign. "Shut up, cat. I don't need your opinion because I didn't put that there for you. We already know we have different diets. And yeah, it smells like spoiled milk; it's yogurt, it is carefully-pre-spoled milk (like cheese, which you do eat sometimes), it's supposed to smell like that. Silly beast."

(I've known other cats who loved yogurt, and looked adorable reaching into empty single-serving yogurt cups to scrape the last bits off the sides with their paws and lick them. So far, Perrine doesn't seem to like yogurt with or without cinnamon.)

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 11:59pm on 2007-04-28 under

I just got home (previous two entries were via SMS). Perrine greeted me with, "Oh, thank God you're home -- I'm starving! Come, follow me to the kitchen so you can feed me! Come, see, see how my food dish is ba... Uh, never mind. It must have been some other cat saying all that."

(When I left, I wasn't sure whether I'd be coming back tonight or sometime tomorrow, so I left enough food to last until late tomorrow.)

But she's still acting relieved to see me, even if the food bowl isn't empty. Poor thing.

dglenn: Me in kilt and poofy shirt, facing away, playing acoustic guitar behind head (cyhmn)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 09:56am on 2007-04-22 under , ,

The good: awakened (by a dream) before the alarm went off. Currently on schedule for going off to the 3LF gig today (departing in about ten minutes).

The less good: That was only four hours of sleep; I hope I'm not already feeling crashy again by the time we start playing.

The "*shrug* what'cha gonna do?": Perrine knows I'm heading out and is being ultrasuperclingy.

In general, weddings are fun gigs for musicians. I don't anticipate an exception today. Taking along some migraine-mitigating tea just in case the thing I'm most worried about happens.

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 03:01am on 2007-04-21 under , ,

A meteor crashes into a moon, sending a spray of stone and dust forth ...

A volcano erupts, tossing lava and pumice and ash yonder ...

Springtime strikes, and surprisingly cohesive tufts of fur fly off my cat.

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 02:41pm on 2007-04-16 under

Bedroom Linux box unuseable again yesterday. This time she fell asleep on the "screen snapshot" key. I had to telnet in from a different computer to kill enough processes for the console to start responding again.

Let's see whether sticky tape along the edge of the keyboard works. She's adorable with her head resting there, but then she stretches that extra centimeter, leans on a key, and bad things happen.

Silver lining: I now know how to capture a screen dump in Gnome...

dglenn: Perrine (fluffy silver tabby) yawning, animated (yawn2)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 02:43pm on 2007-04-13 under ,

Cat-human communication is a bit different from cat-cat communication, and while I mostly rely on the former I do intentionally include a few bits of the latter (I'm not as fluent in cat-cat as I am in cat-human, but like many (most?) cat owners, I've picked up a few useful phrases). Sometimes a cat, when faced with a human attempting to speak the cat's language, will look confused, as though thinking, "I know what it means when a cat does that, but what does it mean when a human does it? Is this human okay?" Other cats simply react as though to another cat, without being troubled by seeing the wrong species giving the signals.

One of the cat-things I do is the friendly "let's smell each other's breath" approach. I'm not sure exactly what it means to cats, but it does seem to reassure them (and can help to convince an unfamiliar cat that I'm friendly, if I'm allowed to get my face that close in the first place). This is, of course, done in the cat "I want to analyze this smell" fashion, with the lips slightly apart and very gentle, shallow, short breaths. (This is apparently related to "flehming", and aids delivery of the inhaled sample to the vomeronasal organ. I was about to add that although I thought this was a special feline organ, I did notice that I get different information when smelling things in this way -- but I paused to google it, and discovered that the vomeronasal organ (or Jacobson's organ) is present in several species, including humams, though it's apparently not connected to the nervous system in adult humans (I wonder how much of the change in food preferences between infancy and adulthood are explained by the shrinking and disconnection of this organ). Wikipedia says that "some researchers argue" that it's functional in some adult humans; this might explain my acting like a "supertaster" in some regards and not in others, or may be completely unrelated to how I perceive taste and why breathing with my lips parted and my tongue positioned to direct air across the roof of my mouth sometimes gives me more information than smelling things in other ways -- it could simply be the pattern of airflow across my tongue that matters, rather than flow to the spot where my vomeronasal organ may or may not still be, that matters. Ah, but I digress...)

Anyhow, one approaches the cat slowly and smoothly, head way forward, lips parted as though one's sense of smell/taste works the same as a cat's, and there's a good chance the cat will react in kind. If you're not sure how to perform this maneuver from my description, just watch two cats sniff each other's breath, or pay attention to how your cat does it to you -- even if you never initiate this, most cats will occasionally try to sniff your breath in this way if they're comfortable with you (and all the more so if you've just eaten something yummy, though very litle of what I eat is yummy to cats). Some cats do it more often than others.

But here's the thing: I suck a lot of cough drops, often containing menthol, to deal with airway irritation not quite severe enough that I want to use my albuterol inhaler but too annoying to ignore (especially when I'm trying to get to sleep, or on high-pollen-count days). I do not initiate the mutual breath smelling thing when I'm sucking on a cough drop, or have just done so, but sometimes Perrine chooses such a moment to initiate it.

And then she flinches back, eyes narrowed and ears back, as if to say, "Yeowch! What did you just do to my smeller?"

Apparently, menthol-breath is worse, from a cat's perspective, than the smell of hot coffee (which in turn is much worse than coffee-breath), but not as bad as the smell of a tissue soaked in rubbing alcohol.

(So, uh, yeah, the whole point of this long entry was the image of a cat trying to be friendly and getting a snoot full of menthol, and looking startled and confused by it. But I'm curious about other folks' sense of smell and how involving different parts of the mouth affects the amount or quality of information extracted from the air being sampled. And, of course, always welcome feline communication insights, and certainly don't mind providing yet another excuse for friends to post random cute cat anecdotes.)

dglenn: Medium-hair silver tabby (Perrine) yawning (smallyawn)

So here's the video I was trying to turn into an animated LJ icon:

... and the animated LJ icon I've managed to create from it so far [Embedded YouTube video, followed by a tiny animated GIF] )

The icon version is smaller than the full 100x100 pixels allowed, with fewer frames than I would have liked for a smooth animation, and I had to trim a lot of frames before and after the yawn so it loses the "oh, just a picture of a cat -- wait, it's moving" effect at the start and turns into one of those annoying constant-motion images. If I can figure out how to set different delay times for different frames, I'll try to put the long pause back in at the start that way. [Thanks, [livejournal.com profile] redaxe.]

So I guess the image embedded in this entry is subject to improvement and may no longer match this text if I'm successful. And, uh, if any of y'all with real Photoshop/ImageMagick/GIMP/etc. chops wanna show off how much better at this you are than I am, I'll happily make the original 3GP file or the separated JPEG frames available for you to play with -- all the more so if you think you can describe what you do well enough for me to learn from.

dglenn: Lego-ish figure in blue dress, with beard and breasts, holding sword and electric guitar (lego-blue)

Dear Perrine,

You know that long, fluffy thing that follows you around and knocks stuff over when you get upset or excited (and sometimes winds up sticking in my ear)? It's attached to your butt; it's a part of you. Please try to keep track of it. Kthxbye.

-- the one who has to go figure out how far away you just accidentally flung the X-Acto knife using your hindmost appendage ... lest I find it later on with my toe.

dglenn: Kickdrum (bass drum) with sneakers on the side legs (kickdrum)
posted by [personal profile] dglenn at 07:34pm on 2007-04-07 under

Dear Perrine,

Your aim is impressive, yes, but do you really have to keep shoving your tail into my ear?

-- the one who can open the jar of cat-treats

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