Teh Squeaky Wheel
Caturday greetings, Wheelizens!
Today’s thread pic really stung me to the core.
There should be a govt study to assess the feasibility of producing such a creature.
Speaking of cats, Jack Tatum had his first vet visit yesterday. He’s in good health and he got a round of vaccinations. He was surprisingly cooperative about the whole thing; didn’t complain too much and was oddly affectionate after we returned home. He did slaughter some type of rodent and then spread its entrails around the bathroom overnight, but that’s not unusual.
Why I love Mike Rowe:
Simple truths -- it’s clear why the education establishment avoids them.
Good news all ’round re Jack Tatum (except the strewn viscera). Also appreciated the Mike Rowe clip and the message he delivers consistently.
I wonder if Monsanto’s already working on a bee cat? 👿
There’s probably a bill allocating funds on Gov Moonbeam’s desk right now.
Happy Bee-Caturday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Sven!
Mac -- good thread pic!
Sven -- I’m glad Jack Tatum is doing well. Nothing says “good morning” quite like rodent guts.
A couple of weeks back, me and Mrs Sven went to Laughlin for our anniversary. Laughlin is Laughlin: a gambling town geared towards older folks. The highlight of our stay had to be 4 hours spent at a local bar with video poker: Mrs Sven won a tournament, great bartender and jukebox, friendly locals, and one of the better bar pizzas we’ve had in a long time.
But the real kick was taking Route 66 from Victorville to about 30 miles west of Needles. The road is mostly in good shape; a few rough patches and then it was closed due to bridge outages west of Needles, but some amazing desert areas, abandoned towns, and odd roadside attractions. And hardly any traffic at all.
Here’s somebody’s video of one of the oddities encountered:
We met a couple from Seattle at this place outside of Barstow:
They were doing my dream trip: flew into Chicago where Route 66 begins, rented a car, and drive to Santa Monica where Route 66 ends. It won’t happen this year, but I definitely want to go back and spend more time in the Mojave Desert on Route 66.
Back in 2004, there were numerous fireworks emporiums all claiming to be “the world’s largest” along Route 66.
This ride is probably sponsored by Meridian’s Epipen (click for larger image):
And yet Nancy Pelosi, Barbara Boxer, Diane Feinstein, et. al. live on.
So Cher survives two husbands with more musical talent than she possesses.
That’s, ah, most unfelicitous.