Portrait of an Idiot

Picture this: A lone man on the beach. Murse slung over the shoulders, camera in hand, barefoot, shorts & and t-shirt, and wearing a helmet. Add to that the fact that he has locked his bicycle, but left his cell phone and wallet in the rear bag. As if he thought, “Hey, the bikes locked. No one will be able to undo the zipper.” To top this all off, when he returns he finds that the zipper for the pocket containing said wallet and cellphone is wide open. The idiot: Me.

Angels protect children and fools.

Let the Cuteness Begin

These two a way too cute for their own good. It takes a great deal of fortitude to discipline them (not to worry, I use shots of canned air). They just love to crawl on my shoulder and under my chin. Last night, they discovered that rough housing on the bed while I try to sleep isn’t very fun. Their answer to this was to rough house in the bath tub. It’ll be some time before we arrive at a mutual understanding of bed time and its length.

Here is a set of images culled from a dozen+ frames: .Mac Album.

Kittens’ First Night

Say ‘hello’ to my new housemates. I would offer names for them, but I haven’t gotten that far yet. The black cat may end up being called “Digger.” He thinks China is somewhere in the litter box and works diligently to locate it. The siamese mix (tan cat) hasn’t really showed me her name yet. Both kittens are great and have provided me a grand evening of entertainment. There was napping, sleeping, cat-napping, and short bursts of play.

Expect more intolerably cute videos. This one is my first. That being said, I can only hope to improve.