Hello faithful readers. Some news and such to bide the time.
The new apartment is working out. Yesterday, the ceiling over my room caved in, but I got a kitten. She is orange, like me, and Mike Millions found her behind the Jerk Hut. My kitten’s sister lives in Million’s room, which is connected to mine by a door, and so the kittens have been talking to each other through the door (not unlike Millions and myself), as the walls in this place are quite thin (thin enough for the ceiling the collapse). The kittens sound like little birds chirping when they talk, and my kitten has really bad conjunctivitis. I am going to raise her before I leave at the end of October, but maybe, depending on how confident I am, she will accompany me on my travels. She also has NO NAME still. So, here I instate a contest:
CALL MY PUSSY NAMES!
Yes, YOU can submit your choice for my new kitten’s name (don’t mean I’m gonna pick it)! Rules are as follows:
1. Each submission must include no more than three names (each contestant can only submit three names in total, at once or separately).
2. Name cannot be stupid.
3. The cat is about three weeks old, has conjunctivitis, is very skittish and nervous, is neither stupid nor distinguishably bright, and is orange with white stripes and a white belly. She likes No-Wave, death rock, and swamp rock (Anita Lane, Nick Cave and contemporaries, Lydia Lunch, etc), funny movies, smokes pot occasionally. She also likes dark, confined spaces. Extra points to someone who can give the cat a name that reflects the cat.
4. Name cannot be an insult or distinction of negative qualities.
Good luck, and godspeed.
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