Demo-ing the Furminator with my cat

People walk up to me on the street and say, “Uncle Vinny, I love your blog… but why don’t you feature more videos of your cats?”

I live to serve my public — except when I’m going weeks without posting anything — so here is something to fulfill the wishes of the imaginary people in my head that wanted to see a video of me brushing my cat:

I’m just rambling in the video, there’s no good reason to watch it… and yet it makes me laugh, so maybe you’ll find a scrap of joy in there somewhere. Coming soon: a video of Rei, who’s more of a flirt but less photogenic.

Oh hai. I iz bak, srsly

Yay, I have DSL again! And in my absence, a zillion things seem to have happened on the internet, including a new UI for WordPress. Could life get any more exciting? No!

If I had more time, I would read Glen Loury’s essay about Barack Obama’s speech on race, but I just don’t. Maybe this weekend I will, after I do my taxes at almost the last possible minute. Taxes should be easy: I didn’t even get a W-2 last year due to my astonishing levels of slack, and the wee scraps of income that did come in should all be easily tattled on to the Feds. I will refer you again to my book report on Perfectly Legal; it’ll get you hopping mad every time you do your taxes, unless you made >$100 million last year, in which case it’ll make you want to suck face with your lobbyist(s).

I’ll be back on a semi-regular blogging schedule any minute now, so you can look forward to more policy-nerd noodling and posts about resto shamans in the near future. Bookmark meeeeee!

Oh, and a quick shout-out to the FURMINATOR people. Six likes getting brushed; Rei is indifferent to it. Six sheds a fair amount, and Rei not much. (Both are short-haired cats.) The Furminator thing is like magic… after brushing Six for a while, it’s sort of eerie to try and figure out where all the hair is coming from. The cat doesn’t look much different, but I have fistfuls of hair in the garbage can… it’s awesome!

Sleepy now. Toodles!