katt_goddess

I really need to do my own measurements instead of going by the pic when getting shit online. Need a new litter box for my senior kitty. Something her fat ass can basically walk into instead of stepping over into because some days her bones hurt too much for that. Saw one on Chewy as an XL senior litter box. Photo of a cat stepping out of it, kind of big but not outrageously so so I ordered it. Didn't double check the measurements, just trusted the pic. That damn cat must have been part liger. It's big enough for a shetland pony to shit in. -.-;

No one should be proud of a constituency that needs to have basic words re-defined for them by Fake News shills so their fee-fees aren't hurt and their world doesn't crumble.

Meh, it's not really talk to me. Dingus has the right to fly his stupid all over the place, I have the right to flip him off because his driving is erratic, and those flags aren't helping his case. I also have the right to defend myself if dingus or any of dingus' friends try to mess with me because they think I'm a soft target and a soft target will somehow get them into Golden Fraud Heaven. And now, I don't have to feel like I need to hold back. And now I'm laughing way too much at the little comment on the bottom of the thing Sawdy just linked...'Republican candidate says Donald Trump and Ron DeSantis have 'big d*** energy' ' ... Yeah...'dork' energy.

There's a flag-dragger in the area. The moment gas prices started going back down [ remember how high gas prices were going to be the death knell of any Democrats running for office? Pepperidge Farms remembers ] that tool loaded up his Four Freedom Flags - American, 2 Trumps, and naturally a F Biden because bad words in school zones makes you look like a total badass ] , he poled them bitches on his truck again and started cruising around the area. And every morning I flip his ass off because he can't drive worth a shit. Friday while all the babies were crying on their Trumpy MySpace, he was absent from the roads. Monday, some pud in a pos decided to circle the parking lot of my store while I was reading and waiting for the manager to show, staring at me, finally parking so that he could watch me and only left when the manager pulled up and came to the store. I've been given the official okay to bust anyone that tries anything as long as I don't break the glass windows or doors. Those would require my placing work orders, hosing the cement off is free. Lesser request was to get the smackdown on one of the store's cameras so everyone can enjoy it later. There was no video of the last time I got into a fistfight with a knob. The point being, anyone who thinks they are going to run around and cause problems in the name of some stupid dementia patient is going to go after targets they think they can take on or out in order to get their news fame. And not all of those targets are going to be as soft as they think they are nor hindered by any thoughts of playing fair themselves.

Hey now! Getting socks through the wringer without them getting eaten by the wringer was a gotdamn talent. So was not losing a fingernail to the hungry monster. And yes, I got the Meat Scale / Metal Slide joke. Any exposed body part on a hot day could technically look like any one of those steak options if you were stupid enough to linger on Hell's Lap.

Where the Free Meet the Brave... Has Tinder sued for unauthorized use of their motto yet?

Someone said there'd be coffee???? I don't drink coffee every day mainly because I make it in a French press when I do and I hate cleaning it. But when I do make some, it's a full press and is often followed by a nap or a fight against a nap. Coffee makes me sleepy. If you want to see drunk-wired, see me after a few Mountain Dews though.

Needs googly eyes.

To therefore add context to my comment, I've read the book in question and the fatwah is total political bullcrap to keep a certain faction 'relevant'. If they had never said word one about it, no one would have read it. It would never have become the type of bestseller classic that it did because its just one of those books that appeal to a slim section of the reading population - those that enjoy books set in foreign lands with a tinge of the surreal. But give it that punch of controversary and ban it, everyone ends up at least knowing about it. Further, any fundamentalist Muslim who loses their mind over a visual or textual description of Mohammad is doing the exact thing they are accusing that person of doing - putting the figure of the human ahead of the message. They are actively creating a sacred image by screaming about any image.

Which do you think he would characterize himself as - the righteous family man who transforms into a stinking devil while still being righteous or the completely vain fraud who transforms into an angel while still being a complete dick? And yes, I read the book ages ago. Banned books wet my whistle.

I'm too tired to quiet quit.

That's called an Upper Decker and it's the gift that keeps on giving...at someone else's house.

I'll beat him to this so that maybe he'll have to use words for responses.

There are no mask mandates here that loser assholes would whine and cry against. I've always worn a mask once it was allowed at work and wore it steadily for months after people were allowed to choose not to. I still wear one when feeling ill and there are a few people at work who still wear one every day. I am pro-mask and quite frankly would staple a mask across the face of the next coughing drip that crosses my path if that was allowed. If they can demand control of the bodies of others based on gender, I should be able to staple medical supplies across their gob. People are, however, masking up more and more around here. There is a definite uptick in people wearing masks every time they come into the store. There is also an uptick in people dragging their entire extended family of knobs through the store with at least half of them coughing like they've got whooping cough.

Yes. I wear a mask when taking public transportation and whenever I'm feeling sick myself regardless of whether it's just a cold, flu, allergies, or medical recovery. Dragon Con this year is still requiring masks while indoors and I'm fine with it and am double-checking all my themed masks to ensure that they are still at functioning standards with no problems having to do so. If I have to wear a mask all day long at the airport, I will do so. I always have a mask ready to go when I'm running errands and doublecheck to see if the clerks in the store are wearing and/or if there's a sign up asking people to mask up because it's the f-ing right thing to do. I'm immunocompromised, can't afford to get a murder-virus and don't want to be the one responsible for giving someone else who is immunocompromised a murder-virus. I still absolutely feel that anyone who is feeling remotely ill should either mask up or stay the f home.

If you tried to grease and fire Amtrak to HSR standards, they'd have to legally change their name to YeetTrak. Survivors get a free t-shirt at the end of every trip that makes it.

Nope. I beat the living shit out of the bag with the shit spatula and then poured kitty dirt into it. And then put the bag in the kitchen trash bag. And then took the kitchen trash bag to the dumpster where I whipped it in there from a distance because that's full of bees. Also, I took out the luggage to get things ready and to give Bitchcakes time to accept a future weekend disappearance. She proceeded to find a big ass spider-bug somewhere, brought it over to the suitcase and ate it over the handle so bits of slime bug got all over it. While watching me. I'm surrounded by horrors.

It might be shit. I can't think of anything else that would willingly marry Alex Jones other than some Russian mail-order 'ho.

Went and grabbed a plastic bag to clean the litter box. Sit down on the floor, open the bag, and grab the scoop. See giant spider just hanging out inside the damn bag. I need a new rubber litter catcher mat. This one has a spatula-sized crater in it now.

Brought to you by the same types of people who think mail-in ballots are fake lies that should be set on fire immediately - Baby Drop Box! Baby Drop Box totally doesn't lead to a dirty Rubbermaid container filled with used socks in a locked closet that is only checked once a week! Survivors of Baby Drop Box will find themselves in a loving GOD-FEARING home of white people full of pride in their country where each post-born will receive all the attention of a cactus in a dorm room if they are lucky. Discipline will be Scripturally based according to whatever the voices in someone's head have translated them to be this week. There will be no questions from the post-born as their mother was obviously a 10 year-old prostitute who was totally asking for it and giving a shit stopped the moment you gave your first one. It's the CONSERVATIVE WAY. Please watch for our future service - Baby Hole-in-the-Ground! For those easy-peasie returns of Drop Box Babies who failed to live up to the standards expected of them by those gracious upstanding righteous people who took their ungrateful newborn asses in. Amen.

People are still shopping like it's f-ing Christmas at my store and we do not sell necessary items. We sell crafting shit.

This all sounds very very familiar. I recall when HBO first became a Thing. It was going to be one of the greatest content providers in the history of ever with all the premium stuff at premium price. The satellite dish in the backyard was a giant status symbol. Now there's like 20 different variations of HBO and absolutely none of them are worth the costs because most of them carry nothing but the uncensored versions of whatever movie is also already playing on a basic cable channel. And even that is less noticeable since most movies on basic have 99% of the swearing intact. Oh yeah, and I guess Cookie Monster still eats cookies on the episodes on HBO Kids. You can't gut the staff while claiming you are going to provide all the greatest of streaming services. You end up with one dude, a dart and a spinning wheel of choices that all say 'marathon'.

A rough estimate of Yoda Bird right now has him at roughly 12 years old. The average life expectancy for a parakeet is 7-10 years. He was conceived in my frickin' living room and hatched in a bowl with three other siblings. I kept him because he had splayed leg syndrome and I didn't want anyone to think he was disposable because of the deformity. He's currently so old he can't really fly anymore and tends to become a fascinating toy for Bitchcakes to ponder whenever he forgets he can't really fly anymore. His deformity makes it hard for him to walk and perch too so he sleeps on a special platform perch so he can be up high and feel secure. I'm now having to figure out how to outfit the large cage for a non-flying 'keet to safely navigate without cramping his flying boyfriend so that everyone gets fed and exercised while I'm out of town without my friend having to try to grab him and put him in the seed tray physically. -.-; No one seems to carry plain metal ladders which are the easiest for him to pull himself up to wherever he wants to go. There's going to be a lot of treats on the bottom of the cage and two very fat birds.

Life...ah...finds a way.