I thought it was 200 crazy cat stories too and then I was trying to figure how thrill-killing assholes worked into a crazy cat story.

Although I believe the Thrill Killers did kill some animals at the beginning of their stupid spree, yes, that was a cross-post. Stupid digits, type faster!!

World's oldest man, WWI veteran dies

LONDON – Only death could silence Henry Allingham.

He went to war as a teenager, helped keep flimsy aircraft flying, survived his wounds and came home from World War I to a long — very long — and fruitful life.

But only in his last years did he discover his true mission: to remind new generations of the sacrifices of the millions slaughtered in the trenches, killed in the air, or lost at sea in what Britons call the Great War.

Allingham, who was the world's oldest man when he died Saturday at 113, attributed his remarkable longevity to "cigarettes, whisky and wild, wild women."

Great. So not only do I need to find a way to donate my car and get it out of the parking spot by Friday (when I'm supposed to go visit my family in Michigan), I also need to buy a new dresser and TV stand because those will be going with the landlord.

...at least I'm not also serving on a jury on the other side of the city all week? That's about all I've got going for me.

You guys totally jinxed me. I went for my eye appointment today, passed the air puff with flying colors, only one puff for each eye -- and then the results were screwy and she put the weird numbing drops in my eye so she could do the test the other way!

Numb eyes iz WEIRD.

Volunteers of America were quick to take my car when I was in a similar situation, shrift. And my parents had an easy time donating and old car to a public radio station.

I think we did the Salvation Army for one car and it was pretty quick, but that was quite awhile ago. I can't remember who we donated the Ford Tempo to, we tried to give it somebody (just a person who needed a car) but they wouldn't take it even though it ran fine aside from a noisy water pump. The rusty pickup truck we never really wanted we donated for a church auction.

It would be nice if the next deceased car I own was sunk for an artificial reef. I think they still do that in Florida.

The weird thing about the eye drops for the glaucoma test is when your snot comes out died the same color. I mean, I know in theory that the tear ducts connect to the sinuses, but it's another thing entirely to blow proof of it onto a Kleenex.

I have this irrational desire to replace my current car born out of pure vanity. For my age and the amount of money I make, I sometimes feel I'm driving something a teenager would have. (The teenagers around where I live, the ones around where I work drive much nicer cars than mine). The car runs perfectly (aside from the speedometer that takes the occasional day off) and it's quite fun to drive.

The only real problem is the sheer amount of road noise it lets in. However, I "fixed" this problem with a nice radio. I suppose as long as it makes absolutely no sense to replace it, I won't.