Animals There are four animals in my sisters house; two dogs, Jack and Brandy, and two cats, Mork and Mindy. The cats are long hairs, and they were getting a bit mangy looking, so my sister got them hair cuts. The style is called the 'lion cut'. I am convinced it's part of an experiment to discover weather or not cats have shame. Until now I had always thought that there was nothing more pathetic looking than a wet cat, but I think this god awful 'lion cut' is worse. I just about bust a gut when I saw the cats after they got home.
Posted at 07:22 # G
Weather Being a So Cal boy, I don't know shit about weather. Most people in So Cal define cold as anything < 60(F) and light drizzle as a torrential downpour. I can now say I have seen real, honest to goodness, weather. There was a thunderstorm the other day. A real thunderstorm. The LOUDEST thing I have ever experienced, and I've been playing in a punk band for 11 years. *FLASH*BOOM!* No delay between the lightning and the thunder. One of the new houses being built across the park from my sister's place caught fire after getting struck. The funny thing was that while there is all this rain and thunder and lightning going on some little girls were running around in the park in their bathing suits, playing in the rain. They didn't even flinch at the deafening thunder claps. Yesterday it was raining in the morning. I mean RAINING. As my sister's husband puts it: Like a cow pissing on a flat rock. I didn't know you could get that much water in the air and still be able to breathe it. The funny thing about all this is that in So Cal, if it's raining, it's "cold", but it's been 80+(F) here the whole time. Weird.
Posted at 06:59 # G
