I discovered the wonderful world of YouTube recently, and I’m hooked. Tonight, I made the addiction official by creating my own YouTube account and profile. Now there’s no turning back.

I’ve spent hours on YouTube watching Korean music videos, funny animal videos, and other random stuff. It’s funny how a few minutes of grainy, fuzzy video can be so incredibly entertaining. A few weeks ago, I spent several hours watching videos of supposed ghost sightings - basically people recording shadows with their cellphones, then screaming and running around. Stupid, yet highly entertaining.

I only have a few videos of my own, one of which is the poke video. whee!

Description: Kirby, my brother’s cat, had been staying with me one summer. One of Kirby’s stranger habits was lying spread eagle in various conspicuous spots for extended periods of time. Sometimes she’d remain motionless in one spot for so long, I’d start poking her for signs of life.

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The other day, I received this email:

Yippee!

Violet has invited Blossom to join the Catster Group called Flower Felines!

Here is the group’s welcome introduction:
Welcome to the Flower Felines Group!  We’d like you to join all your feline friends that have those beautiful flowering names.  We’re the garden variety, so there will be lots of fun — come join us!

Here is the group’s description:
We’re the Garden Variety with Flowerful Names

Here is the group’s tagline:
Bloom Where You Are Planted! 

Of course, Blossom accepted the invitation. How can you say no when a stranger’s cat emails your cat an invitation to join an online group for cats with flower-related names? 

Scary? Yes.  Hilarious? Definitely.

(more…)

Ok. 

I went out on the patio with a broom and waved it threateningly at the tree where the bird is sitting.  It worked.  I even whacked a few branches with the broom to let the bird know who’s in charge. 

That was 2 minutes ago and I’m back in bed.  

The bird has started singing again.

It’s 12:53am, and a bird’s been singing and chirping outside my window for the past 30 minutes. 

I’m getting ready to throw a rock at it. 

Following my most recent cockroach encounter, this method promises a low level of interaction (always a plus where roaches are concerned):  

1. Shut closet door.

2. Stuff towel under door.

3. Leave door closed for one week.

Following these steps basically entombs the roach, thus starving it to death.  Always a plus where roaches are concerned.

Due to my overwhelming roach phobia, all of my evening housework plans have come to a screeching halt.  My upstairs neighbor has a pipe that burst, creating a damp spot in the ceiling of one of my closets. As I walked into the closet to check on the leak, I spotted a 3 foot long, fanged cockroach hanging from the ceiling.  These things are always trying to kill me.

The closet door is now shut, with a towel stuffed under the door.  *sigh*