I think I have an ep of MST3K to watch, and if I get it in the mail tomorrow, I theoretically could get Jonathan Creek this week!

And you know MST3K will cheer you up.

Also, David, don't you start calling me lazy and sedentary.

Everybody knows that single moms are slackers.

I will beat you upside the head and sic my 2 14lb fully claw-havin cats on you.

Yes, you will rain your tiny fists upon me like unto a precipitation of flower petals, and your cats will yawn ferociously at me and perhaps even turn their backs and spitefully expose me to their butt-holes. It is a fearful thought.

Spoken like someone who has never awoken to a cat galloping down a very long hallway in the middle of the night. (Followed by yowling, but that's my own particular gift-with-purchase.)

Now this is the kind of cat advocacy I like to see.

And now my email doesn't work! I SWEAR TO GOD.

The thing about cats is, they're efficient in their activity. They run around like CRAZY, but for a short period of time. Then they snooze. It's a lifestyle I aspire to.

I actually got up this morning because the damned cat kept trying to curl up on my head and it was pulling my hair.

Maybe you should get a good bottle of Scotch and read those Robin comics tonight.

I'll get some sake and make an appointment with the longbox.

the damned cat kept trying to curl up on my head

I love my cat-hat. I don't sleep as well if my cat isn't curled up against the top of my head.

I actually got up this morning because the damned cat kept trying to curl up on my head and it was pulling my hair.

Certainly anti-sedentary, and still not making a case for cats.

Of course, Cashmere's dog is making a rough slog of the dog advocacy these days.

mock all you want mr. sensitive west-coaster. Mock my perfectly normal-sized fists as they pummel you. Possessed with the spirit of chuck norris, they will hurl unmentionable damage to your person.

The cats on the other hand are not so passive. They leap, claw, hiss, swipe, and run about chasing the dead people they see.

Dogs are so much easier to anthropomorphize than cats.

State of the Union speech is coming up soon. Schedule your TV viewing accordingly.

Every White House speechwriter, current and former, knows the traditional State of the Union formula: a laundry list of ideas, many of them destined to die in the bowels of some Congressional committee room. (In 2004, Mr. Bush proposed sending humans to Mars, a plan that even Republican strategists mock today.)

The pretense that Bush is going to be anything but the lamest of lame ducks is interesting. He's not going to be able to do anything in the next two years. By this time next year, they'll have be hiring guys at the gas station to be his press secretary as all the rats leave the sinking ship.