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Cat Adventures

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I have bruises all over my arm because Ernesto escaped the house on Sunday night. I'm not even sure when or how he got out. He's like a ghost. It had to be when Dan was coming or going with groceries. However, we didn't notice he was gone until maybe 2 hours later, despite the fact that Dan made turkey and Ernesto is usually underfoot when food is cooking and when the food is served. I don't know why I didn't notice his absence then, but it wasn't until about 8 o'clock that I realized he was nowhere to be found. We looked all over the house (I even checked in the washing machine), and then we split up outside to look for him. I felt like an idiot walking around the neighborhood, shaking a bag of treats and going, Ernestoooooooooo! with a kissing noise at the end. This went on for about two hours--I kept thinking how bad I would feel if I just gave up and didn't look down one more street or another street. I started imagining how I would post a notice to

No Time for Comments, but Here are Some More JJ Pictures

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Listen Up

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I don't always hear or see interesting things in the city. I mean, I eavesdrop when I can, but much of what I hear is irritating cell phone conversations. I did listen to a long and involved conversation between a mother and her son about how disgusting the trolley smelled (to be fair, it did have a baby diaper smell to it). The raggedy-looking homeless guy in front of them turned around and said to them, "Thank God you smell it too. I thought it was me." The mom then used the stink as a teaching moment, to tell explain to her son that some people might ahve medical conditions and be unable to help themselves from uncontrollable smells and noises. "Be glad for the grace of God, it's not you." The more they talked about it, the worse the place smelled. This morning, I heard an Italian looking guy talking on his cell phone and going, "How 'bout I pop over for a minute. Have a cup of coffee." That sounded like a good morning to me. Then Dan to

The Cutest Baby in the World

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Would be this one: Here he is, blurry,though still cute.Might I add that he loves me. And this is Luke, the father. The next photo illustrates why Liz will never move to Philadelphia. In case it's hard for you to tell, this subway passenger has a sword next to him. Finally, two cats in doorways, both living on the same street.

May Day + I'm a Nerd

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While I'm not, you know, sad that Osama bin Laden is dead, I don't necessarily think people should be celebrating, even in the streets of New York outside of the World Trade Center. Like, it's not a sporting event. Your team didn't just win the Superbowl. It doesn't help that I don't necessarily believe that they had to shoot him b/c he was threatening--I would imagine that the special forces were told to just go ahead and kill him, regardless of what he was doing. No point in due process. Buried at sea? Hmm...Don't buy that either. He's going to be cryogenic-ally frozen to have his brain dissected or something. Am I a becoming a conspiracy theorist? No way there was only one shooter for Kennedy! The main thing I care about is that  I hope, hope, hope this means that President Obama will be re-elected. In other news, I got an "A" in my art history grad class at Penn. I jumped up and down when I saw it. I am a total nerd. And here's how me