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…my cat is a supervillian.

This cat already has a killer origin story like something out of a comic book. We brought him home with a handwritten letter from a prison inmate. Apparently he had been used as part of a program where prisoners and orphan kittens are   brought together in an attempt to socialize them. His letter stated that our new friend’s name was ‘Tat’ and that he liked to play with toy mice. Several days later we discovered the inspiration for his nickname – a prison tattoo on his stomach of a “Z” or an “N”, depending on how you looked at it.

In an attempt to stifle his criminal tendencies – and better integrate him into our family – we renamed him Mitch, after the late great comedian. Although he does seem to fit this designation much better, it later became apparent that his propensity for crime was predetermined. When he started to go outside on his own, my wife would leave a back window open for him to go in and out. Mitch immediately began bringing things home, stuffed animals and assorted cat toys. This went on for a couple of weeks and we never did discover the source of his loot. Not long after our pet fish died under mysterious circumstances. Continue reading


…i have army friends.

I can’t credit for making this video any more than contributing to some of the antic and providing a couple of pictures. All credit goes to Rosolowski – you the man. I’m posting this here so that anyone nostalgic for the good old days of 32nd sig came come here and see it.

…i can build a deck in seconds.