Letting my niece crash while they’re driving across the country. This isn’t my niece. This is my niece’s dog. And even though she’s not technically a cat, she gets Haikued. An honorary cat, as it were.

I’m coming up short on quirky ramblings today. Not too uncommon for the beginning of the week. Time to put on pants and be productive. Have a day, everybody!

You can stop looking. There isn’t a cat in this picture. But there is a Haiku. Add in the frequency of my last couple exertions, and that’s two for three on the titular requirements. And while 66% won’t pass highschool algebra, its a hell of a batting average. Perspective. Well. I’m gonna go clean the…

Why is cheese so awesome? I know it naturally contains the flavor trifecta, and covers a wide swath of the texture spectrum, and it gets melty-gooey in ways that no other food-stuffs come close to achieving. But when you think about what it actually is, the entire premise is actually really gross. I mean, not…

It’s cold and gray and February again. But don’t worry, soon it’ll be sweaty weather once more. If the schedule permits, I will take advantage of this meteorological alteration and nap. Mmmmmm…. nap….. But first, coffee. And a cat. And maybe breakfast. Have a day, everyone! And remember to slow down a little bit.

No time for silly rants, I’m already late

Time to make the donuts…. I don’t actually make donuts. That’s an old TV commercial for donuts that somehow stays alive. Don’t ask me to do algebra, but I could pick the Time-to-make-the-donuts guy out of a lineup easier than I could find Waldo.  Is Waldo still around? Tiny little dude with the red and…

Should there be punctuation at the end of the title? I can never remember if I added a period after the number on these. So some probably have one, and some probably don’t. But once I get past the title, and then add the picture, and then figure out what my little ramble will be…

Breakfast is nice. But it also means I need to get ready for work. At least I have coffee. It’s Tuesday, I think. Pretty sure. Whatever. Have a great whatever day!

There.  I did it. I do want to add, why does “four” have a “u” in it, but “forty” doesn’t? Did it used to, and it just fell out one day? Every time I write 40, I try and put a “u” in it. Because I feel like it belongs there. But then I look…