A most lame jest, but in truth, I could not resist...
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Showing posts with label Cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cats. Show all posts
Wednesday, 1 February 2012
Friday, 14 October 2011
Why I can't get nuthin' done around here
It all started with a perfectly innocent order from Amazon.
I wanted Simon's Cat. If you've not come across this YouTube (and now three-book and heaps-of-merchandising) phenomenon, I urge you to get yourself over to YouTube and search for Simon's Cat - the animated cartoons are priceless.
But I digress.
The box came with Amazon's usual efficiency and I opened it to reveal...
Hmm, that explains the mewing noises and the unexpected weight, I suppose.
Maybe I should have been more specific with the wording of my order. I should have said 'Simon's Cat BOOK III' or something. Computers are, after all, nothing if not maddeningly literal-minded.
Anyhow, he was just so cute, I had to keep him. Besides, have you ever tried to work your way through the complexity of Amazon's returns process? Stephen Hawking, arguably one of the most giant brains we have around here, has this to say on it:
"It is no good getting furious if you get stuck. What I do is keep thinking about the problem but work on something else. Sometimes it is years before I see the way forward. In the case of information loss and black holes, it was 29 years."
(OK, he was probably talking about quantum gravity or some such, but he would have said this, I'm sure).
So now he (the cat, not Stephen Hawing. Goodness, how weird would THAT be?) has insinuated himself into every corner of my life.
So now, whenever I open a drawer...
I've no idea how he gets in there and closes it behind himself - one of the world's great mysteries, I suppose. Perhaps he knows a few things that Stephen Hawking doesn't.
If I try to go out shopping...
I think he wants to come along to make sure I get the right kitty treats. I'd take him, but honestly, I simply could not bear all the cat-is-out-of-the-bag type puns. Besides which, he probably has expensive tastes.
Maybe I should just stop fighting it and settle down with a nice book...
If only I could....
At least, when my boss asks me why I haven't completed an assignment, I can show him this - not that it'll be any excuse, mind you. There needs to be a new timesheet booking code: 'Feline-induced downtime' or something.
And the thing about kittehs is that you can't stop at just one....
And that's why I can't get nuthin' done around here.
Hapy Friday everybody!
I wanted Simon's Cat. If you've not come across this YouTube (and now three-book and heaps-of-merchandising) phenomenon, I urge you to get yourself over to YouTube and search for Simon's Cat - the animated cartoons are priceless.
But I digress.
The box came with Amazon's usual efficiency and I opened it to reveal...
Hmm, that explains the mewing noises and the unexpected weight, I suppose.
Maybe I should have been more specific with the wording of my order. I should have said 'Simon's Cat BOOK III' or something. Computers are, after all, nothing if not maddeningly literal-minded.
Anyhow, he was just so cute, I had to keep him. Besides, have you ever tried to work your way through the complexity of Amazon's returns process? Stephen Hawking, arguably one of the most giant brains we have around here, has this to say on it:
"It is no good getting furious if you get stuck. What I do is keep thinking about the problem but work on something else. Sometimes it is years before I see the way forward. In the case of information loss and black holes, it was 29 years."
(OK, he was probably talking about quantum gravity or some such, but he would have said this, I'm sure).
So now he (the cat, not Stephen Hawing. Goodness, how weird would THAT be?) has insinuated himself into every corner of my life.
So now, whenever I open a drawer...
I've no idea how he gets in there and closes it behind himself - one of the world's great mysteries, I suppose. Perhaps he knows a few things that Stephen Hawking doesn't.
If I try to go out shopping...
I think he wants to come along to make sure I get the right kitty treats. I'd take him, but honestly, I simply could not bear all the cat-is-out-of-the-bag type puns. Besides which, he probably has expensive tastes.
Maybe I should just stop fighting it and settle down with a nice book...
If only I could....
At least, when my boss asks me why I haven't completed an assignment, I can show him this - not that it'll be any excuse, mind you. There needs to be a new timesheet booking code: 'Feline-induced downtime' or something.
And the thing about kittehs is that you can't stop at just one....
And that's why I can't get nuthin' done around here.
Hapy Friday everybody!
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