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Finally! *(Almost)

The phone company finally finished attaching the line to the house.

Over two months after they started.

I can visit Catster now, but they gave us the wrong SMTP information so I can't send email.

Are all human services this bad? If we cats ran things, things would get done right the first time. If you don't do it right the first time your customers will just keep waking you from your naps. That's not right. Maybe if the primates took more naps we wouldn't have these problems.

I replaced the Ode to Tuscan Milk video. Turns out it did get corrupted when I tried uploading it earlier. I suppose it's too late to upload the updated Father's Day video seeing as Labor Day is coming up soon.

The contest has been cancelled. My primates are going to have more medical bills coming so they have to shut down their micropublishing company to pay fur them.

This means I'm semi-retiring. I think lack of internet and the reality of sudden medical conditions has convinced my family they need to spend more time together away from the internet.

I may do occasional videos, but not as much as before and with a smaller budget. I don't know if Luna has any plans for more Fargate Trekwars adventures, but we'll see. Two characters in a story called Zak Starquake are going to be named after us because of that video, so that's sort of cool.

BCNU!
Loki

Grock the Toad

So, there's this toad that lives by the ditch in front of our house. His name is Grock. He comes up to our porch sometimes when the bugs hang out by the light.

I'm pretty happy most of the time. There's always a silver lining somewhere. I mean, no matter how bad my day is going I can always sneak off and steal cotton swabs from the bathroom to play with, you know? The way I figure it, if your life is a constant series of disappointments it's because you want it to be that way. Maybe fur the attention, I dunno. I don't understand the purpose of the drama.

Anyhoo, I decided anytime I get up from a nap , it's morning. Morning means a fresh start to me. All my problems and the mildly annoying things that threw a furball into the mix before I napped are gone. I don't see why I have to be limited to some dictionary definition of morning if I define "morning" as any time I get a chance to start over. So I say "Good Morning!" day and night in the cheerfullest way possible. It's my thing.

Back to Grock. Grock comes up on the deck as usual, looking fur breakfast, so I said, "Good Morning!"

And he stares at me and says, "It's night," totally humorless.

So I say,"But you're nocturnal. Didn't you just get out of bed?"

"Yeah."

"So then it's morning. Good morning!"

He stares at me, blinks, rolls his eyes, and says, "It's night."

And that's when I ate him.

Just kidding. He's done this before. I can see deep down there's a purrsonality in there somewhere. Sometimes other critters are in a bad mood because it's just a bad day. I've found a pebble in my kibble more than a few times, myself. Why dwell on it? But the thing is, I dunno, how should I put this? Ah! Got it!

Happiness is a can of chickawn and gravy. If you keep spitting in someone else's chickawn and gravy, eventually they won't offer to share it with you.

I think I'm done sharing my chickawn and gravy with Grock. I'll still say hi, but until he figures out the world isn't the problem, he is, there doesn't seem to be anything I can do for him. He's a very bitter toad.

If I didn't know better, I'd think he ate fire ants for breakfast every morning.

Tuscan Milk

Well, I thought I had this internet thingymajigy figured out. I tried uploading a video again, an old, short one so I could get it done before the connection timed out.

It's here. It's the poem about Tuscan Milk.

I can't get it to play past verse one. I don't know if that's because of my connection while uploading or my connection while playing. Anyway, I hope the whole thing plays.

Where is that primate they promised to send from the phone company? They're supposed to hook up our new connection so I can get back to work. I get the feeling they're not taking me seriously, but I'm sure you all know how hard it is to hold a phone in the first place without having to listen and press the right number when the computer asks you a question. It's even hard fur humans to do it, how can they expect us to?