(which is, astonishingly, already several days in the past.)
The photo highlights. Cat-related, of course.
Because we are classy, we travel exclusively via Chinatown. Here we are waiting for our bus, and I am finding distractions.
Hey Moxie, I heard there's a song about you.
Sneaky. Earlier that day she threw up on something upon which she should not have thrown up. So many prepositions!
Miss Kitty's got dem fangz.
Dave Crane made this as a youth which only reinforces my opinions about him.
Coming home, our shady bus stopped at the Love's Travel Station where I once had McFlurries with Dan D'Orazio. Sleepy, I stumbled inside to use the bathroom and found THESE.