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Winston Gets A Nemesis

Everybody's favorite kitty with 'tude, Winston, has a new arch enemy. Watch the video first and then read on for the explanation. The comments are funny, too.

Link: fourfour: Winston hissing.

Cat Maxing And Relaxing

This kitty reminds me of my big dumb lug of a feline Henry, may he rest in piece.

He just needs a torn undershirt and can of Schlitz and he's all set.

Winston Enjoys A Milkshake

Meet the funniest and cutest kitty on the Web: Winston of the Four Four blog.

In this episode, he tries desperately to get every last drop of a delicious protein shake. Only problem: it's in a glass that's smaller than his head.

Click here to watch

This Show Again ? TSA 41: Menudo With An Actuarial Twist

I'm on the hilarious "This Show Again" podcast this week!  I'm really excited about it...I've miss being on the air so much, so it was great to be behind the mic again, so to speak. I had so much fun with Tom Kelly and the rest of the gang, and you will too when you listen. Here's the summary, then click the link to go to their site and download the podcast:

"Does She Know Someone From Menudo?" Little Judy, an entertainment writer from LittleJudy.com is our guest in segment 2. Thomas J. Kelly moderates a special game where the boys try to figure out "Does Little Judy Know Someone From Menudo?" Plus: Mike McGarrigle explains Why TV Is Satan's Altar Of The Week, Andrew Garcia gets passionate about why he hates American Idol and John McCann accues Tom of being Canadian!

Link: This Show Again ? TSA 41: Menudo With An Actuarial Twist.

Locksmith Makes Key from X-Ray

I'm going away for the weekend, so I thought I'd leave you with a silly story to hold you till Sunday.

Seems a practical joke went terribly, terribly wrong when a North Platte, Nebraska man pretended to swallow the key to his friend's truck.  Unfortunately, he accidentally really swallowed the key. But a locksmith came to the rescue and was able to make a duplicate from an x-ray of the man's stomach.  Don't ask.

A very independent child...

You know how kids always want things Right Now?  Well, this little boy couldn't wait to go play with his friends and took tranportation matters into his own hands.

A 7-year-old who apparently wanted to play with friends couldn't wait. He drove off in his father's truck, eventually running it into a ditch before police officers managed to coax him out of the vehicle.

Link: Little Boy Goes on Joyride.

Extreme Ironing

The sport of extreme ironing is: "the latest danger sport that combines the thrills of an extreme outdoor activity with the satisfaction of a well pressed shirt." Though I'm not particularly fond of risking my life in the pursuit of the thrill of victory, much less the tedium of housework, somehow combining the two seems irresistible.

Link: http://www.extremeironing.com/index.php

Britney Stalker Gives Best Quote of 2005 (so far)

Britney Spears has a stalker from Quebec who was interviewed on Celebrity Justice last week. The 25-year-old man claims he's just lovelorn and that he's an old fashioned guy at heart. That's why he drove all the way to Kentwood, Louisiana to ask Brit's mom for the pop star's hand in marriage. In response, Mama Spears had him thrown in jail on $250,000 bail. He later pleaded no contest to two charges of stalking and went back to Canada.

When asked about his obsession, the stalker replied, "Maybe I'm a little bit crazy, but it keeps me from going insane."

From Britney to Dumb Burglars

Well, it's not such a stretch really...

I had a new beat added to my current daily reporting last week: offbeat news!  You know, Elvis appearing in the microwave, robbers locking their keys in the car, and the omnipresent housewife in Chile or Romania--somewhere far enough away that nobody's gonna check--has done something vile to their husband or yet another dumb burglar.

Actually, this isn't much of a stretch from CHR/Pop news what with Britney's chewing gum being auctioned on eBay, Ashlee lip-synching, every last sordid detail of the Michael Jackson case and Madonna being named Worst Rock Star Actor of the year.

Mom, My Sweater's Barking!

I just got my Knitting Digest newsletter and the main topic threw me into a high school flashback.

I was a dance major in high school. Twice a year we'd go on tour, traveling to what my dance teacher used to jokingly call the "armpits" of Michigan.

If you know someone from Michigan, ask them where they're from. They'll raise their left arm out with the palm facing away from you and point to a location on the back of their hand. I was born under the first knuckle of my left thumb and I went to high school on the tip of my left pinkie.

For reasons I never quite understood, February was chosen for our winter tour of the Upper Peninsula. That's so far north that it's not even on my hand (which may explain the armpit reference). That's snowmobiling country in the middle of winter, and a great time to stay inside by the fire and knit.

My roommate and I stayed with a nice family in Escanaba that had a lovely home. After we came back from our performance we settled down in the living room for some hot cocoa. They had a big fluffy dog curled up on the carpet, and I noticed that they had an old fashioned spinning wheel in the corner.

Never in a million years would I have made a connection between the dog and the spinning wheel. But, there was a connection: our lovely hostess would take handfuls of the dog's fur, clean it, spin it and knit with it.

Like I said, there's not much to do in Escanaba in February.

I thought this was an isolated incident of one wacky lady with cabin fever delirium, but I was wrong. My Knitting Digest newsletter this week is all about spinning and knitting with pet hair, even touting it as a way to remember your beloved furry friend even after they ascend to doggie heaven.

I broached the subject with my cat, and you can tell by the expression in the photo above that he clearly thinks I'm nuts for even asking. But after going over the upholstery with the lint brush for the hundredth time, I think this might not be such a kooky idea.

There are books on the subject like the creatively-titled "Knitting With Dog Hair: Better a Sweater from a Dog You Know and Love Than from a Sheep You'll Never Meet." Of course there are pet yarn websites like VIPfibers.com, who will custom spin your pet's fur for you. They don't mince words in their defense of knitting with fido fur:

"Still not convinced? Then consider this…that beautiful wool sweater you love so much started out on the back of a sheep, standing endless days out in pasture, exposed to the elements and collecting vegetation, ticks, lice and the like. The cashmere sweater that you saved up for, actually came from the belly of a goat! And your silk blouse? Well, I won't bother telling you which end of a worm it came from!"

I think I'll stick to acrylic from now on.