my most favoritest song...

I love me some Bryan Ferry...

i got the skillz to pay the billz...

cash rules everything around me...

sigh....

i wish i could go outside...

the lodger...

Dear Reader,

There is something in my house. At first I thought it was a mouse but it's WAY too big to be a mouse. It looks pretty old and smells weird. It seems to have it's own food supply which is good although it also rooted through my sandbox which was a little unsettling. When I try to smack it Rob yells "be nice!" which is kind of funny. I'll be keeping an eye on this thing for the duration of it's visit. Things like this must not be trusted...

Yours in vigilance,

Loki

can't sleep...

Today, while I was slowly pushing things off the table, I saw in the paper that this weekend is the Hamtramck Blowout. I'm not quite sure what that is but it seems to involve my friend Rob having his friends over, then leaving for what I think may be several days and then coming home and going right to bed. I'm do not approve of this (even though the dinner bowl has never been empty and the sandbox is clean) as I would rather have him and his friends here sitting on my couch so I can jump on them. I will try to communicate this to him later by rolling on the floor and batting at Mr. Tomato.

That's all for now!

Parlor Panther OUT!

the dinner bowl.

fill it!

The window is open...

The dream unfolds!!!