Cats and Dogs

Two weeks ago, the Clintons' cat Socks was put to sleep. Fare thee well, Socks. I wonder if Bill's now on the lookout for new pussy. Ho, ho, ho.



I'm not a big cat person.

When I eventually get my own place (in the far, far future), I'll get a dog. No, not for dinner, you racist bastards. For a pet. I want a brown daschund, which I plan to name either Paine (after Thomas Paine) or Nero (after Nero).

Song of the Day is "Far Behind" by Candlebox: