Every year, in January, I fire my book-keeper. She keeps showing up though, even if the pay is horrible. And her boss can be a real doozy of a biotch when you catch her on a bad day, when's she's procrastinated and would rather be doing something else. Swearing right out of the gates, eh?… Continue reading Cat’s out of the bag, I fired my book-keeper
Tag: Dry January
A chubba cat walks into a bar and says “Sup”
Here's the sap/sep/sip/sop/sup kind of deal. I don't care for it when Copper gets all the accolades for his blog posts. So I was meowing complaining about it and said to Mrs., "Sup with that?" So she acquiesced and gave me the chance to show him up. So there. Have I got your attention yet? … Continue reading A chubba cat walks into a bar and says “Sup”
Wild A** Dreams of a Dry January
One of the benefits of taking on a Dry January is the dreams you have. The deep REM sleep kind of dreams. Scratch that - enigmatic dreams. Weird ass dreams. Or maybe it has to do with the preceding day, and the deprivation of alcohol, or I like to say more so the sodium (the… Continue reading Wild A** Dreams of a Dry January
How an alien helped me make it to day 2 of Dry January
January 2, 2019 - Today, you may feel a tad out of this world (crawling out of your jammies and into real clothes you bought on Black Friday) as you officially go back to work after the long holiday season - even if you do, go ahead and congratulate yourself, you're ready to experience a second chance… Continue reading How an alien helped me make it to day 2 of Dry January
Cheers to Scoping out a Dry January
Here we are, January 1, 2019. Yep. What? You wanted more than that for the 1st? Really, there's nothing that special about it. It's not like a martini with two olives that a cat will saunter over to sniff. Or an oily, gooey, cheesy, pepperoni so bad for you it hurts to not eat it… Continue reading Cheers to Scoping out a Dry January