My cats, Rolly and Hunter S. Thomcat, pretty much every-damn-day-of-their-lives:
And in entirely unrelated news, it’s time for the weekly wrap up:
What you missed in my shop (tentatively called “Eight pounds of uncut cocaine” so that your credit card bill will be more interesting.):
What you missed on the internets:
This week on shit-I-didn’t-come-up-with-but-wish-I-did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
This week’s wrap-up is sponsored by Bad Radio, a novel from Michael Langlois. In a nutshell, it’s about a guy who screwed up saving the world a long time ago and now he has a second chance. He not only tries to save the world, but he also learns to find joy in life again after sixty years of moping. It’s like one of those Moxie cola commercials from the forties, only with monsters. Because everything’s better with monsters.