The children have almost convinced me to change the cat's name to Emperor Palpatine. Which isn't Shakespearean, but still.
I figure I can call him Pal.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
The children have almost convinced me to change the cat's name to Emperor Palpatine. Which isn't Shakespearean, but still.
I figure I can call him Pal.
Mal's got a Lazarus in his class.
Bet you it was after Cassius Clay, not Shakespeare.
Fair point. Still. (And now the old barbers from "Coming To America" are doing their thing in my head.)
"His momma call 'im Cassius, I'ma call 'im Cassius."
high-fives Aims
Dude. Those scenes are the funniest parts of that movie.
"Where's the spoon?"
"Ah - haaa!!"
We have a cat named Hamlet. Self-fulfilling prophecy – he’s a bit on the nutty side and seems to see things that aren’t really there but since we got him as a stray kitten, dunno how he feels about his mom or his uncle!
Watch out if he starts playing with skulls, Dawn. Although ennui-filled Hamlet fits a cat's disposition perfectly.
He is very ennui-filled a lot of the time.
His brother is named Dolce (sweet not designer) and also lives up to his name by being obnoxiously needy all.the.time.
I need to re-read Macbeth so I can find the speech about the graves spitting up their dead. Or whichever play it is. Hell, time to find some portable versions and re-read Shakespeare. I bet they'd fit on my Palm.