Today I’m on book tour in Louisville. Come see me? Please?
And while I’m gone I’m celebrating here with reminders of the past, aka reruns. YOU ARE WELCOME.
Obligatory pictures of my cat:
Ferris Mewler: “I am trying to seduce you. Is it working?”
me: “No. It’s not working. Because I’m married. And you’re a *cat*.”
Ferris Mewler: “You’ll come around eventually. I’m like a damn Adonis.”
me: “Please stop this. You’re making us all uncomfortable.”
Ferris Mewler: “I am the Eric Northman of Cats. Worship me.”
me: “You’re not allowed to watch True Blood anymore.”
UPDATED: Several of you are not big vampire fans and are confusing True Blood’s Eric Northman with South Park’s Eric Cartman. Which is ridiculous, because why would my cat pretend to be a cartoon character? That’s fucking ludicrous, y’all.
Someone get my cat an agent.