We are absolutely not above using the lure of our new, ultra-cute li’l feline pal Toby to get you to watch us opening the monthly subscription box. Kitten!
It was crowded, it was cute and it was clustered in a very unorthodox art-gallery-type space rather than the sort of convention center or hotel you might expect.
Because it’s national donut day or some shit, assholes have been posting pictures of donuts all day and making me hungry. So since I can’t beat ’em, I’m joining ’em.
Want to spend your weekend hanging out with feline fans? Then CatCon might be for you.
It’s good to see Delta doing their part for charity by giving the unemployed a shot at a another paycheck.
I don’t see any level where you scream at your owner incessantly for attention while he’s trying to type up an article on deadline, but that would make a great bonus.
“Also Star Trek has better writers than the real world.”
Do the dead talk? Is Walter White your neighbor? What do little lambs eat? Mom-in-law has all the answers.
A yam soup recipe and a litany of stupid questions for realtors are on Martha’s mind this week.