I can see me taking up krav sooner than I can see me following behind a dog, bearing a pooper-scooper and plastic bag. That leaves me with getting a cat.

See, I'd much rather deal with it outside than in my house.

Oh, I forgot part of my Why-My-Kids-Are-Denied-Pets True Confession. I would have an outdoor cat. And at this house, that might be a problem. We have the occasional coyote, and I've seen a fox. Also, even though we're in a residential neighborhood, we're not at all far from the highway.

I hate litter boxes and wouldn't have one for any reason but to train a kitty to go outside.

Has Wired been reviewing sex toys long?

The firm has a Wired subscription, so that one of the older partners can read it. I think I may need brain bleach from here on out.

You should totally take up krav, though.

Our cats have always been outdoor, but they still need a litter box.

Or maybe they've just hoodwinked us into thinking so. Hmmm.

Good lord, I remember all of the lyrics to that. Why????!?

I think I might have been too old. Will Smith was on my radar from his musical career, and acting career, because he's such a hottie, but I don't think I watched the show more than a handful of times.

Yes, I was too old. Imdb confirms the show aired from '90-'96. I was 23-29. In '94 I got married. In '96 I had my first baby. Chris is dancing to the Fresh Prince theme, now. Hee.

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8...

I don't know, but is that a problem?

Yes. The genius of sitcom TV theme songs is that they have these evilly catchy lyrics, and you humiliate yourself singing them, because they are so inane.

I mean, the bags and shoes alone!

suh-nerk!

You should totally take up krav, though.

Oh, no no no. No no no. I wouldn't hit back kids who hit me, when I was little. I wouldn't hit them back when my mother (who'd taught me not to hit) begged me to do. All my krav belong to you. I'm thinking Yoga might be more my style, or possible Tai Chi.

We always had 3-12 outdoor cats on the farm. We had to be sure to cover up the grist bin and tightly close the burlaps bags of bran to prevent the cats from using those.

In retrospect, having to occasionally remove cat shit from cow feed sounds pretty gross.

Cindy, you don't want a cat.

I woke to 4 fake mice denting my skin this morning. And a cat sleeping on my head. And [link] makes me laugh.

I don't want a cat. I've had two. I loved them. They died. But I feel like a mean mommy for not having a pet. I could get a fishy or something, but pets you can pet are better.

Cindy, you've evidently never had the L&O Chung Chung! stuck in your brain. You really get weird looks with that one.

As for Tai Chi, you do understand it's a martial art, right, with the whole hurting people thing?

Or in a few months, they'll be joined together in a nice lap robe.

That's fine too, as long as they're out of my back yard so I can use it.

We have the occasional coyote, and I've seen a fox. Also, even though we're in a residential neighborhood, we're not at all far from the highway.

Better and better.

I wasn't allowed to watch TV as a child, but I still know all the theme songs. They are like a virus. And yeah, they are linked with other memories.