It’s official. I am even boring myself with this cat stuff.
I’m on the internet all the time trying to select the perfect food for Elvis. If I guess wrong it says he may get crystals and since I know nothing about cats and have never seen a crystal he’ll probably die of them because I won’t see the symptoms.
It will be weeks before he gets here and I’m already in a state.
Speaking of Tom Cruise. I saw Rock of Ages last night. Even though Tom is a Scientologist, has a crazy laugh and probably hates Jews, since seeing him in that movie I would consent to marry him. After all it’s not like I’m committed to that Jew thing anyway. Other than an occasional “oy vey” it doesn’t really play a big part in my life.
And except for that time they put rattlesnakes in non believer’s mail boxes,and I believe that they hardly ever do that any more, Scientology doesn’t seem any more strict than say the New York Library. I could do Scientology Light.
Plus you may remember that I’m a rebel. I’ve stepped out of my religious comfort zone before. True, it had disastrous results but that’s because he was a Methodist. You know how crazy those people are.
We had a big snowstorm here. David is coming back from Santa Fe tonight and I was going to pick him up at Newark Airport tonight but I changed my mind because, as I told him;
1. It will be dark
2. It will be icy
3. I’m old
4. He sucks.