When I bent over, with my backpack on, the dregs of the coffee spilled on the back of my shirt and my pants.

Heh. That actually is very Tati/Lloyd slapstick.

and now the cat is blocking my way.

I really do not understand why cat-shoving isn't the answer to this.

Oh, and FWIW Nora I once dumped a milkshake into my own lap because I was holding it in my left hand when somebody asked me for the time.

Oh, and FWIW Nora I once dumped a milkshake into my own lap because I was holding it in my left hand when somebody asked me for the time.

Very Matthew (Andy Dick) on Newsradio.

And of course, as soon as I learned how to type one-handed long distance, the phone rang, so I had to pry my index finger out anyhow.

Parenting. It's not just a job, it's a series of small, really boring adventures.

Crap. Forgot the Anne and Maria ma earlier. MA

Ahem. Phew. Lillian is napping. Of course, there's no way I'll be able to move Princess Crankypants into a Proper Sleep Recepticle, so moving the bookshelf and re-arranging the TPBs so that they're in order again is going to have to wait until later.

I'm good with that. So long as it gets done sometime this week, we should be fine.

It's still blissfully not hot in Seattle, for those keeping track at home. Also, in Plei's Adventures in Formal Clothing, we have discovered that yes, the April Cornell cut silk velvet skirt still fits. It's perhaps a touch tight around the hips, but only compared to its previous fit. It still zips up easily enough.

Sure, it's the hardest skirt in the world to match a shirt to, but hell, it's a start.

I really do not understand why cat-shoving isn't the answer to this.

Wrong angle to effectively shove the cat out of the way. I think she's learning, damn it.

I really do not understand why cat-shoving isn't the answer to this.

Because human-fanging would be the likely rebuttal to that answer.

I've done exactly that maneuver, with the backpack and coffee, and probably when I was registering for classes.

Plei's post-and-post is cracking me up.

Because human-fanging would be the likely rebuttal to that answer.

Shiva is very shove-able, which is good, because she has no concept of boundries or personal space, unlike the other cats.

Oh, and FWIW Nora I once dumped a milkshake into my own lap because I was holding it in my left hand when somebody asked me for the time.

Dh dumped a beer in his prom date's lap, on the way to the prom, when someone asked the time. Poor bugger.

Mmmm, milkshake