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- Friday, August 24, 2018:
Booty Retrospective Day
It has been just over a year since we lost Booty to mouth cancer (the actual condition and not a euphemism for eating vegetables). Between a one-month-old baby and the tail end of my job at the software startup, it was not an easy time, and I definitely cried. I recall going to bed that day at 6 PM after vigorously steam-cleaning Booty's drooly end-of-life dens simply because I was done being awake for day. (This was also the day I got 11 hours of sleep as a new dad). Thankfully, Annie came out from LA soon after and helped Rebecca take care of Maia, allowing me a little extra time to get my psyche back in order.
I did not expect to get as emotional as I did over a cat because, at the end of the da...
- Wednesday, September 27, 2017:
Memory Day: Snapshots
This picture was taken 14 years ago, in April 2003 and provides a nice time capsule into my life as a music grad student in Tallahassee.
On the top shelf is my Marching Virginians 4-Year Mug, that I kept loose change in (to feed meters around town). To the right are all of the Windows installation disks that still only existed in 3.5" format, and farther right are two giant spindles of blank CDs for burning music from the Florida State music library (in order to pass the really awful PhD listening exam where you had to correctly identify 24 songs out of a pool of several hundred hours of music).
The second shelf contains empty CD cases to hold burned CDs. In the middle is my newly-de...
- Monday, September 04, 2017:
List Day: 10 Post-Booty Changes
Naps on the couch are 100% less snuggly without Booty to perform chest compressions throughout the nap.
We can leave food out on the counter unprotected for many minutes and no one jumps on the counter to eat it. The same goes for bills and other important pieces of paper left unsheltered around feeding time.
I still think I see Booty when I spot a dark shape (like the base of a floor lamp) in my peripheral vision.
I only have to scoop the litter box every other day.
Amber has moved from the beta position at the foot of the bed to the alpha position at the head of Rebecca.
Amber is softer because she hangs out more ...
- Monday, August 21, 2017:
Booty the cat was born on October 25, 2002 and adopted by me at a Tallahassee adoption fair in March 2003. As a half-Siamese mutt, she had giant ears and a night-splitting wail, and loved to do tricks like climbing up window screens or playing fetch with a piece of string.
After I graduated from grad school and moved back to Virginia, she joined forces with Kitty , who taught her important life lessons like how to be fat.
In 2004, she became the Master of the House at Hanford Court, tolerating her housemate, Amber, while hating an endless train of temporary cats, including Leia, Oliver, Kitty, Sydney, Lake, Titan, and Sydney again. She also
didn't much care for babies&...
- Wednesday, June 07, 2017:
I was trolling through old URI! Zone posts in search of material to write a Time-lapsed Blogography Day update and stumbled across this excerpt from a Weird Search Day 8 years ago.
Google Search term : really bad "your cat's so fat" jokes
Your cat's so fat, she has eleven lives.
Your cat's so fat, she sinks in the litter box when she pees.
Your cat's so fat, she rolled over a lab puppy and turned it into a pug.
Your cat's so fat, she lands on her yards instead of her feet.
Your cat's so fat, she says, "WEow".
Your cat's so fat, Virginia Tech put a glass window in her belly.
Your cat's so ...
- Monday, June 05, 2017:
An era has finally come to an end -- Kitty, the Maine Coon cat that Rosie, Anna, and I adopted in our Blacksburg apartment in 2000, finally passed away on June 1, 2017 at the age of 17.
Being a Maine Coon, Kitty was a super intelligent cat, implicitly understanding things like when a squirrel runs out of view of the back patio door, it will eventually reappear on the front porch. Anna taught her to sit, speak, and almost roll over, and she could also sing for her dinner:
Because of this hyper-intelligence, Kitty was bored of normal cat life and stupid humans, and she demonstrated this throughout life by destroying all of our mouse wires (remember when mice had wires?) and peeing on everyon...
- Friday, July 15, 2016:
Set sail for ADVENTURES!
- Wednesday, March 09, 2016:
And, since today is the one year anniversary of Sydney being a temporary cat in our household, here is her visual history, starting from the few months she lived here back in 2005.
- Tuesday, March 08, 2016:
Since today is the 13th anniversary of adopting Booty at the Petsmart in Tallahassee, here is a visual history of her story.
The Early Years, 2003 - 2005
The Fat Years, 2006 - Present
- Friday, May 15, 2015:
Here's a live action video of the four cats chasing a moth in 2005. This Sundance candidate is less about the action surrounding the moth, which might as well be a MacGuffin that exposes the poignant character development of Sydney, who was crazy, Booty, who was skinny, Amber, who could rotate her head 180 degrees like an exorcised cat, and Kitty, who was unimpressed. Also check out the awesome linoleum floors and apple-themed kitchen.
- Tuesday, March 17, 2015:
I'm busy writing about all of the things we can put in the cloud today, so here is a picture of Cat #3 to tide you over until tomorrow.
- Tuesday, March 10, 2015:
We are temporarily a three-cat household once again, as Anna and Ben explode their pets across the globe like dandelion petals until they can reconvene in a new location that isn't around the corner from murder central in Manassas. Three cats is about one and a half cats more than you should generally have (one cat to keep you company and half a cat to feed the one cat), so we'll see how this grand experiment works out.
Sydney last lived here ten years ago, having previously moved out with Anna on June 30, 2005. Since then, she's lived with dogs, ferrets, and small children, so obviously she has the street smarts to become the alpha cat in our house of pampered quiet-time push-overs. Booty and Amber are not qu...
- Wednesday, May 28, 2014:
Stuff In My Drawers Day: Cat Videos
I'm busy this week writing open-source software. Enjoy this video from May, 31, 2005, when kitten-Amber lived with three other cats, but still couldn't find anyone to play with.
- Monday, April 07, 2014:
Meanwhile Back Home...
Raw but amalgamated footage of what Booty and Amber did during our extended weekend at the Greenbrier Resort.
- Wednesday, July 31, 2013:
Pet Day: Amber
Amber the cat was adopted in March 2005, along with her sister, Sydney. Because the powerhouse of Sterling, consisting of my ex-roommate, Anna, myself, Booty, and Kitty, was going to be split up after Anna's wedding, we had decided to get two kittens so each of our cats would have a miniature friend to abuse after the separation. The resultant object graph showed Anna, Ben, Sydney, and Kitty on the left, with BU, Booty, and Amber on the right. If this assortment of names confuses you, you should probably stay away from the Game of Thrones books.
We first tried to adopt kittens through the Hart adoption agency at the local Petsmart until we realized that they were a special sort of crazy. Going in as two roommates ...
- Friday, April 13, 2012:
Cat Picture Friday
I'm hoping to take the rest of the day off, so I can experience the grueling life of these cats. See you next week!
- Wednesday, March 21, 2012:
In memory of my sister's cat, Oliver, who died at 12 years old last Friday, here is a video montage of his joyous interactions with Booty and Kitty in 2003 and 2004. Oliver just didn't care what anyone thought of him.
- Friday, February 24, 2012:
Cat Picture Friday
Booty is a study aid. Look at all of that technology!
Amber turns into a shoe after midnight.
My work schedule should go back to normal after this coming week, resulting in a direct increase in words on this website!
Cops Trolled Driver?s License Database for Pic of Hot Colleague
The myth of the eight-hour sleep
- Monday, August 30, 2010:
If you were to embark on a round of self-esteem lowering word association with my cats, some of the words that might come to mind as you think of Booty might be "EAT", "FAT", and "SPANX" (only the last of which would get you a high score in Scrabble).
Much of our daily routine is devoted to preventing a continuous 24-hour intake of food -- had the Macondo rig been spewing kibble instead of oil, Booty would have been a fast, cost-effective solution to the problem. We've moved her mealtimes from 6 AM and 2 PM to 2 PM and 10 PM so she doesn't wake us up in the morning (as much). When mealtime rolls around, she'll knock small trinkets and remotes off of tables, or shred paper products (like bills or paperback books) unti...
- Wednesday, December 03, 2008:
Pet Day: Booty
Booty (born Athena) was only fourteen weeks old when I adopted her from a rescue agency in Tallahassee in March 2003. Mike (of Mike and Chompy) was in attendance at Petsmart when I picked her out of the cage full of ugly kitties and did the obligatory lying to the stereotypical rescue worker who believed that all cats needed someone to be home 24 hours a day and have access to fresh salmon and litter boxes full of shredded money. I took her back to my two-room apartment in Parkwood and she promptly squeezed through a tiny slot under my cupboards where I could see her but not reach her.
She finally came out six hours later when I tempted her with food, after which I sealed up every crack in the kitchen with two...