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February 10, 2006

Separated at birth

Doesn't this cat



remind you of Tribbles?



Posted by John at February 10, 2006 10:31 AM

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Well whaddaya know. Nice comparison.

...y'know, c'ptain kirk wasn't such a bad lookin' dude.

Posted by: kerry at February 10, 2006 12:30 PM

Danny Crane!

Posted by: John at February 10, 2006 12:49 PM

the Shat! ...as a young man, that is.

Posted by: kerry at February 10, 2006 12:56 PM

Was just corrected: Denny Crane.

Whoops.

My apologies to the entire internet.

Posted by: John at February 10, 2006 06:32 PM

let's just hope that apology is enough. denny's sued people for less.

Posted by: Elise at February 10, 2006 06:36 PM

Tell me about it! He sued ME last year for trespassing on his lawn...

Posted by: Kerry at February 11, 2006 04:05 PM

...so why is it that some days there is furious postings, but then for days and days on end there are none at all? ...directed at both of you! :)

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 01:48 PM

it's a mystery. i know i would much, much prefer be posting nuggets o' nonsense here than translating congratulations letters to the new mp's in ottawa. they can do their own sucking up, i wanna go out and play with my friends!

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 02:12 PM

I'm way too busy staring out into space to take time to post something here. Way.

Posted by: John at February 13, 2006 02:28 PM

You work for the government Elise? So do I!

John... what can I say... GET TO WORK!

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 02:34 PM

i work for a lobbying group, so yeah, it's as close to the governement as i'd wanna get. ever.

"Hey, Starer! STAAA-RER!!" (Brando in A Streetcar)

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 02:51 PM

lol, fair enough Elise. :)

The funny part about that staring into space thing is that I can visualize that quite well. ;)

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 02:59 PM

oh gosh me too, esp. today. there's just something about the colour of the air. white out. you know, Kerry, I was looking into finding a kneeling chair myself when I read your blog entry about them; i've been having back issues. And I don't mean old issues of Playgirl here. i'm sitting on the fence somewhat because i don't have a computer at home, so would have little use for it there, and at the office i have a pretty good chair. then there's the issue of trouser knee wear-and tear.

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 03:13 PM

Apparently some branch of the gov't tried out those chairs, and apparently while they're useful, they're not necessarily the most practical in that people trip over the knee part when trying to stand quickly...

Have you ever noticed that Lisa Simpson has a chair like that in her bedroom? I've only noticed it when she's on the computer though.

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 03:18 PM

I had one of those kneeling chairs for a while. At first it felt good but after a while my back started to hurt again so I switched to a good office chair with lumbar support. So far so good. Probably the best approach is to switch back and forth (my office is too small to have more than one chair).

Posted by: John at February 13, 2006 03:28 PM

Its too bad desk chairs can't be like transformers, then it could be two chairs in one!

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 03:47 PM

I knew there was something about that photograph of the Shat (Ehxibit A above) jealously, perhaps even lovingly gathering all these cute little creatures in his arms... my, what a hunk he was. Now, look at the Shat today, if you dare.

Just what exactly happened to this dude's looks, anyway? Dioxin poisoning (Exhibit B: Every one of Ukraine's Pres. Yushchenko's photos from the last 2 years)?

It hit me now with almost absolute certainly: I submit to you that Bill ate every one of the Tribbles once they were no longer needed on the show. I realize I may never be able to rpove this beyond reasonable doubt, but man, I feel it in my gut. It's right.

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 04:05 PM

Lisa has one? I didn't know! but this is totally in character. what a chick that one.

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 04:09 PM

And the Tribbles were full of Dioxin? Interesting hypotheses...

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 04:15 PM

"Probably the best approach is to switch back and forth (my office is too small to have more than one chair)."

Another shared custody situation perhaps. 'f course dragging this thing across town might not do anyone's back any good.

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 04:18 PM

It might be ok resting on a cushion of tribbles...

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 04:23 PM

hey, i didn't think of that, poisonous tribbles!! but now it seems so obvious!!! na, i was just reasoning that Bill's yen for tribbles ignited a lifelong passion for exotic, rich foods. pore-clogging, artery-blocking foods. from er... from outer space.

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 04:42 PM

indeed. he's changed so much. Oh well, at least he's still entertaining... in a way.

Posted by: kerry at February 13, 2006 04:43 PM

any notions as to what to wear to work tomorrow, valentine's day?

Posted by: Elise at February 13, 2006 04:44 PM

PLEEEAAAAAASE... can we move on from the cat's ass?

Posted by: Elise at February 14, 2006 04:17 PM

Thank you!

Posted by: kerry at February 14, 2006 04:50 PM

I bow to public pressure.

Posted by: John at February 14, 2006 04:51 PM

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