Someone For Everyone

I'm often wrong. Sometimes it's a happy thing.

As in: "I knew I'd enter into a relationship this year, but I was wrong about the species of my co-conspirator."

Wrong!

Cinder's not the only lady in my life now.

The other girl's Italian, not Russian. She knows a lot of -isms, runs in the Boston Marathon next year, loves dancing and cooking, and is as crazy about health and fitness as I am.

Ergo: I'm crazy about her.

But Cinder found a lady too! Now she spends her evenings kissing and tussling with the equally cute Manju, a Hindu kitty with zebra stripes and giant anime eyes!

Yet another new pairing made all the above possible: that of myself and my good friend Rudy, who's hanging at the Outpost with me while he loads up on freelance design work and considers apartments in Hamilton. He cooks, cleans and is great company. There's frequent chess and non-stop Black Keys. One day soon I will force him to play guitar for an electronic track of mine that wants to be a blues song.

It went like this: we quit our jobs together and somehow began a new era. And so it happens that in the first half of 2008, I've managed to cobble together a little family of lovely people and animals for myself. Whaddayaknow!

COMMENCE LOLCATZ:


Im in ur chair
Warmin ur pilloz



Whoze in ur chair?



Fine, im in ur sink



Wearin ur ushanka



Im on ur balconi
Stealin ur sun



Im on ur cloze
Posin lik model



Im still ur cat

Rite?