Everybody do like a monkey

25 07 2009

Jasper is a-growin’ along, getting into the plants and such:

And, of course, he has to chew everything he can get his mouth around:

I love his little pink tongue slipping out amongst the black.

Wait. What? These photos don’t really look like Jasper?

Oh, but they do! They do look like Jasper. They’re just. . .  not, mm, him.

Yes, it occurred to me this past week how much the Vampire Kitty looks like a lemur. Especially when he’s all riled up and his eyes are wide and round:

(Sorry, it’s a lousy shot: I was futzing with the exposure. And he’s tough to shoot when he’s riled up.)

Well, take my word for it, he does look like a lemur.

It’s only fitting: I used to call Chelsea (among other things) my monkey kitty. She was agile in her leaps and incredibly dexterous with both her paws and her mouth.

Bean, well, Bean is not so dexterous. She gets called Panda Bean with some regularity, along with all the other varieties of bean: lima Bean, navy Bean, kidney Bean, garbanzo Bean. . . .

Anyway, since one of Chelsea’s other names was Sweet Pea, I had a whole legume theme going.

How will Jasper fit in all of this? Well, his paw-pads do look like black beans, but, given his temprement, I think I’ll go with a bastardized ‘Gonzo bean’.

(And yeah, that’s Gonzo from The Gone-Away World. What, you haven’t read it yet? Why not? Go, go now! Read that book! And if you can’t find it at the library and you don’t want to shell out for the hardcover, it’s coming out in paperback in August or September. You’ll have no excuses, then!)

Christ, where was I? Oh, yeah, in need of a life.

Okay, I’ll go take a bike ride now. Get out of the house, do me some good. . . .

(Top photo by Jaromir Kaderabek, found thru Bing. Here’s the post from his website; Polish, I’d guess. Wait: maybe Czech. Anyway. The second photo was also found thru Bing, and was taken from a post at k-punk.)

(By the way, I’m finding Bing a hell of a lot easier to use than Google. Yeah, I know it’s Microsoft, a big-bad-corporation, but I think Google is a big-bad-corporation, too.  Anyway, using Bing fits my motto of ‘No brand loyalty!’, i.e., always be willing to switch to something better.)

Bike. Yeah. Okay, then.

The Gone-Away World

13 10 2008

You haven’t read it yet?

Just, just go get the book and sit down and read it. Drink. Read.

Yes, you may guess some things (no, not that one, the older one) and be disappointed by another, but you’ll get over your disappointment and there’s more to come.

Okay, so you’ll be confused by this war and that war but don’t worry you’ll get it along the way maybe sooner than me maybe later but it all comes clear.

Guns on fireplaces in act one and yes it all follows the script but not quite the way thought but exactly so. Don’t worry if you know because the knowing doesn’t get in the way.

Drink. Read.

It starts out with a howl and you’ll be going Whaaa but that’s what the drink is for so just keep going. The wave is carrying you out and tumbling you over and you know what as soon as you stop worrying where your ass is you can say Hey, Alllll riiiiiiiight.

Funny, too. Keep reading.

Okay, so it lags in parts but that’s necessary because if it were perfect it wouldn’t be so good.

Keep reading. Keep drinking too if doing so won’t get in the way of the reading.

There are people and not-people and war and laughter and Oh, Heartbreak! in the middle-end and by the way pay attention to the clues at the beginning of the chapter but not too much attention.

Politics and plots and poignancy and yes even puppies and even when it’s familiar it’s unfamiliar enough not to be.

Stop worrying about sense because it all does make sense if you’d just let your senses go.

Allll riiiiiiight.

What are still doing reading this? This is not the book. Turn off the computer and get the book and read it.