Oak Harbor, WA
Sunday I had a blast at the Seahawks game and want to tell you all the gory details of it, but I’ll just direct you to Johnny’s post. I think I’m going to buy season tickets next year, so everyone better be extra nice to me. But alas, after an amazing weekend with Johnny and the gang, I’m back with the parents, packing boxes again and trying to give attention to their dog Dakota. Is it just me or do dogs always act as if you have never given them any attention in their entire existence. Whenever you pet them or come near them, they act as if they haven’t seen you in years. Then five minutes later, you come by again and sure enough, “pant, pant, lick, lick, thank you so much for giving me attention again, you’ve been neglecting me.” Sort of like men.
But my cats on the other hand, I have to hunt down and practically beg them to cuddle with me. The best way to do this is to make it seem like their idea. “Oh I just happen to be sitting on the couch, of course you can sit on my lap.” Cats are just like women. The bad side of this is that I find myself sitting on the couch a lot and trying to send mental messages to my cat, “doesn’t my lap look nice? Don’t you want to be pet?” Takes away from the packing time. Another sure fire way to get attention from the cats is to start blogging or reading. Then they decide the keyboard is just where they want to sleep or the book is the perfect scratching implement. So be it.
But my real reason for posting was to complain about the fact that not only have the cable prices gone way up (argh) forcing me to consider no cable or TIVO instead, but at my parents house, right when I’m getting hooked on a VH1 special on the richest, prettiest, sexiest, most scandalous such and such, it switches to Comedy Central. So it’s VH1 during the day and Comedy Central after about 3pm. What’s up with that? I want both!!! Does this happen anywhere else other than Oak Harbor? Stupid backwards Dutch town.
See, if you lived in Atlanta, that wouldn’t happen. You would just have 10 NASCAR channels.
Jesus Christ, why are you complaining about high cable prices? Just spring for the deluxe package already, Moneybags.
I’m more dog than cat. Take that back, I’m more pig. I like to lay around watching TV and eat and get my belly rubbed. Like my pig I also like the ladies.
At least your cable has Comedy Central – we just got it last week. And what seems like five more news channels.
Katie, since I JUST got cable after not having it for 2 years, I can totally empathize with you about the costs, etc. I got cable and got HBO, only to watch the last 8 episodes of S&TC. I had to get a ditigal receiver in order to view HBO, so my monthly total is something around $57.00!! I was completely flabbergasted. If I only wanted regular cable, the bare minimum, it would be $43.00 a month. Highway robbery, if you ask me. Anyway, our cable company here has a monopoly on the market, so I am stuck paying out the ass just to watch a few decent channels. It sucks, but I did indeed succumb, so I am the sucker here.
Oops! That was my posting up above. Forgot the vitals.
Shit, why didn’t you tell me? I guess I better start liking cats as it may grant me insight that will help improve my dating possiblities…
I always thought it was curious how many lesbians preferred dogs to cats even though I firmly believe my theory stated in this blog entry. Very curious. Perhaps the reason straight girls LOVE cats and lesbians prefer dogs is because the straight girls are already sick of the male personality so they need more of the feminine in their life. And vice versa.
There’s actually a little-advertised package you can get from Comcast that includes about 25 channels (about half of which are home shopping/political/public access channels), and it only cost 12 bones. Not many great channels, but at least you have clear reception . . . and if you’re lucky like me you’ll get expanded basic for free. Oops!
I prefer dogs to cats because I don’t understand cats – just like I don’t understand women. Subtlty as well as spelling are lost on me. Dogs are direct, cats are subtle little pains in the ass. A dog is mad, he chews your shoe and you know it instantly. Your cat gets mad and after 10 days you finally discover what that smell is coming from behind your speakers.
Cats – like women – make you guess what they are feeling and most of the time I guess wrong. Kinda like this girl I’ve been spending time with. She got all mad because I didn’t respond to her advances. 1. she has a boyfriend, 2. I just found it really strange she was asking me all kinds of question about my ex that started witht the phrase “if we were dating” but didn’t think she was throwing signals. Women, cats…I just don’t understand
Does a cactus count as a pet? That’s about as much responsibility / commitment as I can stand…