Almost Daily Cat Haiku

Once upon a time, in a galaxy far, far away, a lovely lady was bringing up three very lovely girls. For more than a year, ominous rumours had been privately circulating among high-level western leaders, please sir, I want some more.  We were somewhere around Barstow when the drugs began to take hold, it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. If you really want to hear about it, then first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born: far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the galaxy, in a hole, in the ground. Three billion human lives ended on August 29th, 1997, the man in black fled across the desert. Let me tell you what ‘Like a Virgin’ is about: Rosebud.

The first fragment doesn’t count because there are far too many possibilities, and Disney probably has it trademarked anyway. But if you can name the the other 13 references, I’ll give you a cookie. No cheating.

It’s Thursday. Water the plants. Take the garbage out.