The Cockeyed Cat

Yeah.  True story.    Now that this post’s title is covered, I have bigger, stranger news: I’m apparently going to fold 1000 paper cranes.  No, I don’t know why; that’ll come later.  Right now they’re all going in a corner of my bedroom.

I guess I’ll post a crappy, cell-phone picture of said area whenever I decide to update for my one or zero readers.  Hopefully this post isn’t the only one if you’re checking the site in 2xxx or whatever year you imagine when you hear “the future” . . .  Look at me, still talking when the- <AARON WAS SHOT FOR HALF-ASSED PORTAL REFERENCE>