Yeah… And a Three-Headed Elvis Clone Is GoingTo Pop Out of My Stomach And Start Singing Marilyn Manson Songs

Someone emailed me the link to the story in the rubbish pile waste of webspace tabloid known as the Drudge Report about John Kerry’s alledged affair. My thought: are their scum so desperate that they’re ripping stories of the National Enquirer? If his marital infidelities were such a horrifying issue, they probably would have surfaced somewhere around… New Hampshire? I mean, for goodness sake, he’s a P-O-L-I-T-I-C-I-A-N. It’s not like his life is all that private. Wouldn’t something like this be kind of public knowledge early on?

I think someone is really scared of how well he’s doing and wants him out. Why else would this crap be drudged up dredged up now unless there’s someone who wants him down?

Even if it’s true, I’d still take him over Bush. His lies haven’t shed the blood of thousands of innocent people or ruined the reputation of a country in the world.

**UPDATE: Guess which of the following newspapers reported on the alleged John Kerry affair:

The NY Times
The San Jose Mercury News
The Seattle P-I
The Pioneer Press
The Star Tribune
The Washington Post
The LA Times

If you guessed “NONE OF THEM”, you’re right. I guess there are more important things than the trash ordure slander libel gossip produced by the idiots at the Drudge Report.**

Edda Puss

My most beautiful black cat Edda has been having bloody noses lately so we took her to the vet on Monday. She was the example of sweetness to the vet, only complaining when they took her temperature. (Wouldn’t you complain if they shoved a thermometer up — never mind.) She was patient on the way home as the trip was prolonged by us sitting in a few ditches while we waited for AAA to arrive to tow us out (or, in the last case, a good samaritan offered to give “the kitty and its mommy” a lift back to town while “Daddy” waited for the tow truck.) She takes her antibiotics joyfully and is repentant when she sneezes blood all over me.

Well… I got home from church today and she was acting strangely. She was very playful this morning (as is her normal custom) and right now, she’s nuzzling everything in sight, chirping, and sitting with her butt in the air. I called my mother-in-law who explained to me that she’s in heat. Oh joy. Too bad my stallions were decajoned last year! They’re giving her a wide berth and I think they’re a little afraid of her right now. I think they’re secretly glad that she and Freya are going to be spayed on March 8th.

Anyone want to tell me how long she’s going to be this way?

**Update: She’s doing somersaults and various acrobatic moves that I didn’t even know were possible for a cat. My boys are very confused. Cullen tackled her on the bed and bathed her earlier (which always seems to calm Freya) and that actually calmed her enough for her to nap. (Then again, she’s a cat — they sleep 14/7.) Her cooing isn’t all that annoying — in fact, it’s almost comical to watch her.**