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Fabulous Hats


The one on the left doesn’t seem to be having much fun at all.

Mary Gullick, Zoe Gullick, Marjory Gullick, Chloe Gullick - outside Altoncourt, Killara? c.1909 from Gullick family, c.1909-1922 / photographed by William Applegate Gullick


This is Maggie.

Playing with a stuffed pirate zombie. Don’t you have one of those?

This is Maggie discovering a roll a wallpaper.

It’s pretty!

And this is Maggie licking a roll of wallpaper as if it were a lollipop.

Pretty AND tasty.

Something about this wallpaper is really attractive to Maggie, none of the other cats are interested in it but she will seek it out in no time.

Never Gonna Happen


I see these adorable photos of cats wearing little costumes and Think “Awww! That poor thing must be doped to the ears.” Because my little babies would never allow anyone to put clothes on them. I did have a cat growing up who would let me put a little doll dress on her and sit in my doll’s high chair, but only if food was involved. Once the treats ran out, there was a small window to get the dress off before she freaked.

 

And It Looks Like Rain, Too


A while ago the driver’s side window of my car stopped rolling down. I didn’t think too much of it since I could still roll the other windows down, and it made me stop going out for fast food since I’m lazy and don’t want to get out of the car for food. While on the way home from the grocery store, I thought to myself; “Self, it sure would suck if that window got stuck.”

 

Guess what? It did. Now my car has a ghetto-fabulous black plastic trash bag taped over the hole. It was too late when I got home to go anywhere so I’ll have to see if there is somewhere that can fix it – or at least get it rolled up so the car isn’t drenched – in the morning. I called my brother-in-law on the off-chance that he was still in town, he’s good with this kind of thing, but he wasn’t. I feel bad asking him anyway.

I Feel Smart


I was sitting in traffic the other day, minding my own business, when I noticed something on the side of a truck. “AAA batteries, sold and installed” in big letters. “That’s strange,” I thought to myself “Who would call a truck to buy AAA batteries?”

And then I realized it was a tow truck so it probably meant car batteries and not the kind in my alarm clock.

Hello, Handsome!


Simon hasn’t gotten any face-time recently, so I’d like to change that.

He has two expressions; Utter Terror and Philosophy-Major-Level Ennui.


The level of detail that went into this is insane. The drawers and cabinets doors not only work, but there’s stuff in them! You can’t see the glasses or the pots and pans, but they are there anyway!

I Have No Words


Well, just three – Japanese butt pudding.

An Uneasy Truce


I do not understand my cats.

Fearless and Maggie act like little kids; one minute they are snarling at each other and Maggie has a tuft of Fearless’ tail-fur in her mouth (she thinks Fearless has a toy attached to her butt, which I think is a small part of the problem) and the next they are napping peacefully together.

Please excuse my messy bed, I usually make it but forgot that morning.

:headdesk:


This was interesting.

I received a phone call that started out normal enough – the caller wanted to know if it was possible to place a stop-payment on a cashier’s check. It is, but it’s not something that we really like to do so there are certain restrictions to doing so. I start asking a few questions – how long ago had she purchased it, did she keep the receipt, (nope) and so forth. When I asked her which branch she had purchased it from, I got a rather odd reply.

“Oh, I didn’t get it from [ghostbank]. I bought it at the grocery store.”

:pause:

“If you didn’t get it from us, then there’s really nothing we can do. You’d have to go back to wherever you purchased it and see what their procedures are.”

“But I have an account with you!”

:another pause:

“Yes, but the cashier’s check isn’t one of ours. We can’t refund a check from another institution.”

“Well, why not?”

:another pause:

“It … doesn’t work that way.”

“But I do all my business with you!”

I refrained from pointing out that that wasn’t completely true, since she did purchase a cashier’s check from somewhere else.