March 4th, 2009

problem cat

Cat Vs. Monkey: Packing Rats

Cat: ooo! Boxes! awesome!
Monkey: You, know, this whole moving process is supposed to stress you out.
Cat: Cardboard! bags! best game ever!
Monkey:  It says right here, cats are creatures of habit, and easily distressed by turmoil and upheaval in their environment.
Cat: Bookshelves! Empty! Everywhere! You should have thought of this years ago!
Monkey: And then when we get to the new house, I'm supposed to introduce you to it gradually.
Cat: It has stairs. You said it had stairs. And wood floors downstairs! To chase glitterballs across!
Monkey: Do you think you'd mind spending the first week in the bedroom?
Cat: You wouldn't dare. I'm a professional. Now excuse me, I have to go hide in the box maze and purrrrrrr.
spies avengers steed and peel needed

he drove off to his local where he felt antisocial

Promoting from comments:

almeda has an awesome story about a duck

In other news, there is successfully internets at the new house, and I have moved the dishes over and started running them through the dishwasher. A dishwasher, I note, makes the prospect of rewashing already-clean dishes that much less irritating.

However, now I need to go wash dishes here, and maybe pack another O*&)(&(*&(* box.

I will probably be largely absent from livejournal for the next few days, as you might expect.

Sadly, the big loss with regard to the move is that my local will no longer be the fabled Half Door, Hartford's best nearly-Irish pub. Instead, it will be The Hungry Tiger, as immortalized in Blood & Iron. Which is a great place to go listen to bands you've never heard of, but the food and the beer list is, well.

It's not the Half Door, I'll tell you that.