Last night at a Toad the The Wet Sprocket concert at the Mountain Winery
This is Jasper. He’s Cathy‘s cat… ummm. our cat? [shrug] Well, anyway. This is where he was when I went to sleep last night. I couldn’t find him at first and I was looking everywhere. Didn’t think he’d plant himself amongst the shoes at the front door. Can’t he SMELL? heh.
Well, he’s 14 and that means he’s 72 in human years. And at 72 you’re pretty much allowed to do whatever you want. Sleep amongst the shoes… Sit around looking silly… Look grumpy (often associated with septegenarians).
Ohhhh, Jasper… [insert wha-wha-whaaaaa music here]
1000
This is my 1000th picture on Flickr!! I haven’t been posting new pics because I wanted #1000 to be special. This one is. It’s the recreation of Cathy’s and my first picture. It’s ACTUALLY the recreation of our second pic which was framed better but who’s counting.
This was taken last weekend at Katie Blooms. Mere feet from where we took the first one. We were there with some friends celebrating one year knowing each other. Tonight we celebrate one year of officially dating!! Going back to the same restaurant and theatre. Hitchcock tonight!
I’ll go back to posting more pics and posts now that I’ve gotten over the hump… Jumped the shark… Screwed the pooch… No wait. Scratch those last two. 🙂
LOVE YA BABE!!!
Awww. How CUTE!! Our second picture actually was positioned much better, but this is officially our FIRST picture EVER. Just over one year ago, I met Cathy. If I were to say that made me happy, I’d be lying. It made me VERY VERY VERY happy. Cath has become the best thing to ever happen to me. That and Mystery Science Theater 3000, Monty Python, and Douglas Adams (R.I.P.). But definitely Cathy. #1. Numero Uno. El Primero Numero. Señorita Mas Fina.
I didn’t scare her away that night either. Which is really a plus in my book. What with my keys, a watch, and an AWESOME cellphone/pda hanging from my waist. If she can survive that “blind” meeting then she’s got enough cahones to run with the big boys. 🙂 Little did she know what she was getting herself into. Mwahahaha.
Good things are just around the corner. Stay tuned.
I was sad. I was gonna go to a Brewers game and I wasn’t gonna see a sausage race. GUESS WHAT??!!?! The sausages came to the game!!! WOOT!!! Winner…. HOT DOG!!! No upstart San Fran challenger was gonna beat our “seasoned” pros. HAH!!!! Get it? Seasoned. I’m funny. Cathy doesn’t get it. That’s alright. She’s not a Wisconsonian. I’ll teach her.









