Avatarrr: It's June 10, 2014. I had to put MommaKat to sleep today. She had a tumor in her belly. I've known about this for a year or so, and I've been dreading this moment. You see, I got sick about 11 months ago. Nobody knows what's wrong with me because I check out, yet I'm deathly ill and not getting any better.
So, I would normally do just what I tell other people and get another animal or 2 or 3 as fast as possible and let the grieving process happen as it should. But I can't guarantee that I'll be around to take care of an animal. So for the the first time in many years, I'm without some kind of furry four-wheel-drive running around.
I am alone.
I brought her back to bury her, and I cried, I haven't cried in so long.
My throat hurts, I can barely see and I am alone.
Avatarrr: Hmmm. Ladybugs are very promiscuous and can have high rates of STDs
Now I have to get used to calling them lady-ho-bugs
Avatarrr: It's drummer night. This young man, all of seventeen, plays a near perfect rendition of this work.
A commenter bearing the name of the original drummer cedes that all the notes were played.
If you watch carefully you'll see he plays virtually the whole piece with his eyes closed. The closing of the eyes demonstrates deep entanglement with the music he plays.
You may have seen this before. It's seriously moving and somewhat unsettling in the beginning.
Miracles happen. Many thanks to those and those things that make things like this possible.
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Oh yeah, I used to date a dancer, but that was when I was young and stupid. Now, I know what I would have done with her
Avatarrr: Charlize Theron calls co-star's penis "a revelation."
What, don't believe me?
Avatarrr: OK, I have no idea what to make of this:
But it sure sends a message about, uh, some people, or, possibly, math skills of people in general