Tonight I'm at the Crave Coffeehouse, just off of the SLU campus, for the Saint Louis Songwriters' group songwriters' showcase. Neat venue for a coffeehouse:
My friend Christina is one of the songwriters performing tonight.
"And can the liberties of a nation be thought secure when we have removed their only firm basis, a conviction in the minds of the people that these liberties are the gift of God?"
Tonight I'm at the Crave Coffeehouse, just off of the SLU campus, for the Saint Louis Songwriters' group songwriters' showcase. Neat venue for a coffeehouse:
My friend Christina is one of the songwriters performing tonight.
My human put me through a rough week. First, I had to go to the clinic, and have things poked into me, and have things squeezed, and have blood drawn, and generally be put through misery. Then, he continues to force-feed me an awful-tasting pill. So, I have been demanding more of his attention to compensate.
My human spends much time reading his portable RSS aggregator, but I question his priorities:
My human so loves to take my picture, but my patience only lasts so long.
My human, forgetting his priorities again:
Though, sometimes he gets it right:
Though I am ruler of all of my domain, I claim certain places for myself.
It can be such hard work being me:
This week's Carnival of the Cats is hosted by Catcall. Apparently, I am considered to be an extra (albeit, an "important" one) in this week's movie-production themed carnival - but one day, the world will be mine!
Besides, a face like this belongs in lights!