Movie Screenings, Boxed Wine, and Serial Killers Before Bed: Just Your Average Tuesday

Oh, hai. I hope your Tuesday is going well.

I’ve been hanging out here.


It was storming earlier. Mom gave me treats, and when I heard the sky rumble, I had to cut my snack short.

This was going to be a Who doing a backflip off of Horton, but I didn't get to finish pn account of the thunder.

This was going to be a Who doing a backflip off of Horton, but I didn’t get to finish on account of the thunder.

Mom’s going to another pre-screening at the Alamo Drafthouse this week. Her friend Miho won more free tickets, because she’s been blessed by the gods of good fortune and free movies.

Mom’s excited, because they had a blast last time they went to the Drafthouse.

In case you’re curious what a movie premiere looks like in Austin, here’s a peek:

This week they’re going to see Trip to Italy. In case you haven’t seen the trailer, I’m posting it for you here:

And now, we’re going to watch Netflix, because nothing says good night sleep tight like a glass of wine and a crime drama about a vigilante serial killer who works for the Miami PD.


Night, peeps!


A Week in Review: Cat Invades Pitch, New Food Rocks, Mom Needs Wine

Oh, hai. I hope your week has been groovycat.

Mom just finished up a freelance project. She put in 13 hours this weekend.

I’ve been helping her by purring and meowing a lot.

Uncle Matthew just sent us this clip. I was super excited to see this, because as you know, I’m a fan of all things soccer.

And, in case you were wondering, I really like the new food mom got me. It’s super yum. I even made this, so she’d know I approved.


Even the new wet food’s good.

King Cat

King Cat

And that’s all we have. Mom says when you work all weekend, you can blog less.

Especially when the files are linguistic puzzles written by ESL students on acid.

Mom says she needs a glass of wine and some Netflix now to set things right.

Fortunately, she has some, because Rob was talking about wine and food and Italy for like an hour on Friday, which made mom stop at HEB to bring some Italy home with her.


Until next time, peeps…


Can we have our food now, pleez?

Oh hai. Happy Moon’s day.

I hope things are going well for you.

Mom gave me extra treats today, because she ordered delivery, so I’m super happy.

I made this while we were waiting, because I’m prophetic like that.


Archangel Michael and His Legion of Angels Preparing to Battle the Delivery Demon

Mom ordered Chinese food from Lotus Garden. They make this spicy tofu with basil over steamed rice that mom just loves. I don’t like tofu, but I do like to watch mom eat it with chopsticks. It looks like fun.

When mom opened the door, she was so happy, because she was thinking about how much she loves this food and how perfect it would be to have for leftovers tomorrow at work.

And then it happened.

The delivery guy saw me. I was standing right in the middle of the living room. The sun was beaming down on my long silky coat. My eyes twinkled while he told mom what a pretty cat I was. I began to purr, because it’s true.

Mom likes it when people comment on me, so she thanked him and signed the receipt.

She even gestured for the bag, but the guy kept talking about me and asking if I was a boy kitty like his cat.

That’s when I started to get uncomfortable, so I hid behind the counter, hoping he’d run out of things to say.

Thinking of My Next Piece

Pleez stop talking to mom. She needs to eat.

But he kept going on about how he had a cat just like me and wanted to know where mom got me.

Mom told him, but I could tell she was getting hungry, because she kept looking at the bag of food, wondering when the guy was going to let her eat.

The delivery guy said he got his cat at Petco and thought maybe mom had gotten me there, too.

Mom was like no, and the guy kept going on about how his cat looked just like me and how there was a girl cat that looked like me at Petco last weekend.

Mom said that was nice, but I think she was starting to wonder if Archangel Michael really could battle delivery demons, or if that was only for pate art captions.

I could tell mom was starting to get confused. She’d already paid the delivery guy and exchanged a few of the requisite pleasantries, but he kept talking.

Finally, she reached for the bag and said thank you for the food and wished the guy a nice evening.

And he left. And mom dead-bolted the door.

But now mom feels we need to talk about delivery etiquette. She says just like handshakes start to get weird after a few seconds if the other party won’t let go, the same principle applies to delivery guys who won’t stop talking to you after you pay for your food.

So we wrote a letter to clear up any confusion:

Dear delivery people,

Thank you for bringing us our food.

Here’s your money and a tip.

We’re glad you like cats.

But we need you to stop talking now, so we can eat.

Thank you.

Mom hopes the delivery people read our letter.

I do, too. That last guy was kinda weird.


A Week in Review: Cat Naps, Stilletos, Tough Guy Cinema, and a Little Peace

Oh, hai. I hope you’re having a good Caturday.

Mine’s been great.

I’ve been napping most of the day. Also had some time on the catio with mom.


And I made this, because I was feeling whimsical.

Seal Balancing Ball

Seal Balancing Pet Goldfish on Nose while Alien Jellyfish Flies by

In case you were wondering, this Caturday was way better than last Caturday when mom took me to the vet.

I went for my senior wellness checkup last week, and I got poked and prodded by strangers. Mom held me, because I was scared, and we had to wait almost 2 hours, because they were super busy that day. When it was over, they said all my labwork was good, so mom and I were happy about that. I even got this rabies vaccination tag in the shape of my home state. Dr. Neely said I was an exemplary patient. And you know what else? Because I was such a good boy, and we were so patient with everyone, she gave us a discount on some of the labwork. How cool is that? Almost as cool as my tag in the shape of Texas, right?


Today mom’s going to a pool party with her friend Miho. Mom says Miho’s awesome, because she can wear stilletos and strike poses like this.


Whereas, if mom tried to pose like Miho while wearing stilettos, this would probably happen.

stilleto fail

Earlier this week, Miho and mom went to see a pre-screening of Expendables 3 at the Alamo Drafthouse. Afterward, Miho got to talk to Glen Powell.

miho and glen

Note: She’s still wearing the stilettos and hasn’t taken one spill.

Mom thought the beer-chugging contest before the movie and the Q&A at the end with Glen Powell were way better than the actual movie, but the tix were free and the eats were good, so mom isn’t really complaining. Mom says she can have fun doing just about anything, even Tough Guy Cinema. It’s just a matter of perspective.

And last night, mom talked to a friend of hers in St. Louis to see how he was doing. He’s related to Mike Brown, so he’s going through a pretty rough patch. He says it’s still pretty crazy out there, and he hopes things calm down soon. Mom lit a candle for him and his family last night and thought of the lotus blossom and how something beautiful can emerge from the depths of mud and murk. May this be the case with this week as well.

Blessings of peace and love to Mike Brown, Robin Williams, their families and loved ones, and all affected by this week’s events…May you be happy. May you be free…


Two More Sleeps

Oh hai.

I hope your Thor’s day is going well.

Mine’s been great. No storms all week.

It has been super hot here, though. Triple digits today in Texas.

Mom and I are doing lots of indoor stuff this week.

I made some really cool stuff for you, like this.

Good Fortune Cat, Abstract

Good Fortune Cat, Abstract

And this.

Cow Sleeping Beneath Stars

Cow Sleeping Beneath Stars

And this.

Cat with Toys

Cat with Toys

We’ve also started watching Haven on Netflix.


Auntie says my cousin Molly likes to watch TV, too. They’ve been watching a lot of soccer in their house these days.


And I’m happy to report my kitty grass is just about right.



Mom also got me some new crunchies. She says I get to try it out on Caturday, which is when I should run out of my other food.


I’m showing my gratitude by holding mouse duty. We think there’s a mouse in the wall, so I spend most of my time here.


And guess what? Only two more sleeps ’til Caturday!

Until then, we have this…