Operation Save The Kittens

"Well, early in the mornin' I'm a givin' you a warnin'
don't you step on my blue suede shoes.
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
ain't got nothin' to lose.
Roll Over Beethoven and tell Tchaikovsky the news." - Chuck Berry, Roll Over Beethoven

First off: I feel great today. I feel like shit, but I feel great.

I was talking to Goldberg last week about staging fake protest rallies, or rallies about things no one would really ever protest. They would be comedic yet thought provoking, almost in the spirit of Improv Everywhere. It was a funny idea that I didn't really give much more thought to than that.

Then on Sunday when we were in the mall some of the kids were talking about checking out the pet store. I've never been a big fan of mall pet stores, not since they sold me a pregnant hamster back in grade school. For those of you who don't know, a pregnant hamster is like the live hand grenade of the animal world, and once you pull the pin you can't stuff those fuckers back in. You have to pray that there isn't a single male in the litter, because if there is you're guaranteed more hamsters. And they're like friggin' mogwai, if you get them wet they multiply. I bought one hamster, woke up the next morning feeling like Kirk in The Trouble With Tribbles. Anyway, I digress.

So I don't like mall pet stores, and thought we could do something funny with that. I was trying to convince the kids to protest with me by making up poster boards that said "Save The Kittens" and standing out front of the pet store chanting. I would then go inside and buy all the kittens in the store. Just when people started to gather and think "Save what kittens?" I would let all the kittens loose in the mall. Everyone would be like "Oh! Save those kittens!" And would gladly save one and take it home with them. I thought it would be funny. And anyone that didn't would still be able to get a free kitten. Free Kitten is just below Ice Cream and Blow Job on the universal list of things that guarantee acquiescence. Alas that particular pet shop didn't sell kittens. I told Goldberg about the idea anyway, he didn't find it funny. In fact he chastised me by saying, "Kittens are not objects for your amusement." To which I replied, "Everything is an object for my amusement." His retort? "That's why you're a horrible person." Oddly enough, he was absolutely correct. I find that ridiculously amusing. Is that a bad thing?

Anyway, I got out of work late last night and think I finally figured out how Tyson (my dog, not the boxer) was escaping. I headed home and watched what's probably the last episode of New Amsterdam, which sucks because I liked that show. I watched the end of Fracture which turned out to be pretty good, and finished cleaning up my living room so my new recliner could be delivered today. I failed miserably at trying to put together the futon I got from The Kid's old room.

This morning my recliner came, it was even delivered early so that I didn't have to run home from work to wait for it. It was the exact color I wanted even though they didn't originally offer it in that color. Someone had ordered it as a custom job, and then returned it. So I got it without having to pay extra to have it made up. Pretty stupid though not offering it in black in the first place. It's pretty awesome. I feel like an old man sitting in it.

Even better my Sideshow Exclusive Thing Premium Format Figure finally came. Its paint job is a little off, but it still looks great. For the 100th time though...I'm completely out of room in my office for this shit. And Comic Con is this weekend so I'm sure there will be more of it.

So recliner, Thing Statue, Juno out on DVD, and the chick who plays Hermione Granger in the Harry Potter movies? Turned eighteen today. I'm just saying. I'm just saying.

Anyway...I'm doing really good right now. It's sort of nice. So tonight I'm going to work really late, get a lot done so I feel productive, and maybe go pick up a movie or two from Best Buy.

After that?

Who the hell knows?

Post-Postscript: This is entry number 96 for the year on this blog. That makes it my most blog-lific year so far here. To be fair 2004 I didn't start until July, and I posted a lot on the other blog, but still. I'm on pace for over 200 posts this year. That's pretty damn interesting to me. Now if only I could say something in most of them.