Neanderpundit

Last night it was “Josie and the Pussycats” only instead of an animated series it was the Outlaw Josie Wales and ten or twelve assorted cats. Same theme song, for reasons unknown. The old woman plays the theme song on an Autoharp, and the cats get into everything. Clint keeps spitting on them and they- as cats will- lick it off, so the cats are all nicotine addicted and hyperactive. Hairballs everywhere. The climax of the movie comes when clint draws down on a bad guy and instead of a Colt, pulls a teacup sized calico kitten out of the holster. The bad guy keels over in laughter, and Clint tosses the cat onto him where it horks up a tobacco laden hairball on his ear.

I gotta figure out what I’m eating that’s causing this.

To see the Jackson Five, vintage 77 or 78.

All damned day, “stop the love you save” and “ABC” and “I want you back”.

Make it stop please.

combined with a handful of almonds, make for a really impressive morning, I’ll tell you. The color and texture are to say the least unusual.