Thursday, April 27, 2006

accidents will happen

Mrs. Camino is out of town for a few days, and the cat has taken to spending the night sleeping on my head in her absence. He is quite a large cat with a substantial purr that takes very little prompting, and this has led to dreams that I am one of those guys who carves things with blocks of ice and a chainsaw. I keep trying to carve a statue of Elvis Costello but always mess up on the glasses.
I am then left to splinter the whole thing into ice candlestick holders for some reason, and no one cares about seeing those.


Anonymous Joe Perry said...

But what's the cat dreaming about?

[Wow, you are up earlier than me.]
{Oh, sorry, you are up just as early as me.}
(Your blog is on Pacific time, I guess.)

6:15 AM  

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