You know, there is just a TV series just waiting for Joss, "Nutty The Cheetah Slayer".

I'm thinking a sitcom about a family of cheetahs. Being raised by a single mom cheetah. Who works as an Imperial Guard for the Emporer.

In the pilot: the cheetah kittens get into mom's Sharpies....

Cheetahs who can't turn their heads.

Like we need to. Pffft.

IIRC, cheetahs find prey by sight, not smell, so if you did remove their ability to look around, Nutty might just get the advantage.

Cats in general have a wider field of view than dogs or humans.

So you had to share?

I'm a very giving person.

Pretty sure they'd trip on the robes.

Nother wave of vile. Time to go lie down.

Besides, how often do the Imperial guards need to look around? Granted, they'd have a hard time seeing if some assasin was coming out of the elevator (since they're standing at either side of the elevator door, at the Emporer), but presumably there would be security at the elevator entrance on the other floors.

So, the secret to my winning is to make all the cheetahs wear blindfolds or blinkers. Check.

I saw a TV show once that proved how bad lions' sense of smell is by dangling a raw steak on a string above a lion's head. The poor dumb lion just sat there, sunning itself, till the person doing the dangling finally bonked the lion on the head with the steak to make it notice its dinner.

For any Police fans out there --

This morning, on KROQ, they had Sting as an in-studio guest. He chatted for a while, answering questions from callers and generally yaking it up. He was quite amusing. He also played three Police tunes live in the studio. He's apparently kicking off a tour of small clubs and university venues, and will generally be playing a mix of Police tunes along with his post-Police stuff.

I sat in my car for 45 minutes waiting for the live session, and boy was it worth it. It seriously kicked ass. I cranked the radio and sang along at the top of my lungs to Spirits in the Material World, Message in a Bottle, and Demolition Man, and beat my hands raw on my steering wheel in time with the wonderful, frenetic percussion of Josh Freise, channeling Stuart Copeland.

This all just to say that if you like the Police, try to get tickets to one of these shows. I know I want to go. He kicks off the tour tomorrow night in San Jose.

For any Police fans out there --

Ooooh! Will have to look for info. Thanks.