Why Would AnyoneThink That An Ice Age

…would be soooo cool?

*heh*


Or,

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

— Robert Frost

Shame On Me

No, really. *heh* I hit a dry patch in my to-do list (well, the to-do list is still there, what dried up was my git-up-n-do-it ;-)) and was cruising through the WMC list of available Internet TV offerings. Ran across a snippet from Fox News (a “human interest” piece, I suppose) about an Arkansas family that called 911 because they were being held hostage in their own home… by their neighbor’s house cat.

Pussies.

Oh, here’s the video (mostly):

Held hostage by a house cat. *shakes head in amazement* I find that literally mind-bogglingly bumfuzzling. I don’t care how “scary” a house cat seems, these people ought to accept their Darwin Award before they reproduce.


(Now, I know some house cats can be pretty tough. We had one in our family, back in the day, that topped 25 pounds and edged upwards from there–and not fat. Big boy. We got complaints from folks down the street about him “beating up” their German Shepherds. But was he big enough, mean enough, fast enough, dangerous enough to be able to “hold hostage” any adult human being with more active brain cells than a head of cabbage? Not a chance. “People”–and I use the term loosely–nowadays can be such useless, stupid, cowardly bags of pus that it’s hard to believe that they are. People, that is.)