Simon Tofield | Earful of Cider

Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.

The unofficial theme of this including the interview I had yesterday, Jane’s unexpected attack of bronchitis, and my MIL’s cancer surgery tomorrow.

Wish us all luck, please—the good stuff, if you can spare any.

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I suppose a free-range Boca Burger is out of the question?

No Tofu for You!

My friend ‘firstmausi is visiting the States from Germany this month
and is currently in Oregon.

When she sent me this awesome pic, I thought she’d accidentally arrived in Texas . . .

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GIl Ham Chay

The thing that really bugs me about this?

Lamyong is based in Australia.

But at least the “u” in “flavour” makes sense.

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My Cat’s Birthday

This is for indy’s Miss Kitty and my Toby, who are both sixteen
(though they aren’t being particularly sweet about it).

I love Cheryl Wheeler.

I love her so much, I’m gonna share my favorite version of my favorite of her songs.

Yes, again. ‘Cause it fits the theme.

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Hold it.

Chocolate Salad

You mean, I’ve been a vegetarian this whole time?

(thanks, Siobhan!)

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The Answer: Nineteen Seconds

The Question: At which point in this video does Simon Tofield
justify my core belief
that the toilet paper should always go under?

There you go.

It’s Random! It’s Thursday! It’s Random Thursday!

Several of you sent me a lot of cats this week. So I’m giving ’em back.

Don’t tell Mike Allegra.
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So That’s how it Happens . . .

Watson sent me this—she’s a bit worried, but only because she’s deathly allergic.

Cat Future

I told her my mother has been married for fifty years and has never had fewer than four cats since we kids left home.

On second thought, that probably wasn’t as comforting as I’d hoped.

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The Great Catsby

A mash-up of The Aristocats and that new movie adaption starring What’s His Name from Inception.*

It’s amazing how well this works.

The original is here, if you’d like to compare—it synchs with the above video about 38 seconds in.

(thanks, Kev!)

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Imminent Betrayal vs. Snuggles

Tough call.

Though I should probably mention here that our cat Toby is the reason I know from experience that when someone jabs you in the eye unexpectedly,** you really do see red cartoon stars.

(via Siobhan, whom I forgot to thank for yesterday’s image as well—sorry, Vannie)

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Sad Cat Diary

This made me snort so loudly, Jane said “Bless you.”