Questionable advertising

There's an ad on TV right now, I think from Burlington Coat Factory, where a woman asks a little girl, "Do you believe in Santa?" The little girl replies: "I believe in cashmere."

I think one could safely argue that this little girl should be killed, seeing as how her soul is already dead.

Giant Cat Sez:

Deutsche Grammophon is chapping my hide

So Discipulus Legis tells me all about this new online music store that Deutsche Grammophon is unveiling today. Of course, I was quite excited--especially since the tracks have a 320 kb/second bit rate, which is more than twice as much as the standard bit rate--so as soon as I came home from work I got on the Internets and went straight for the DG Web Shop. Naturally, I went straight for the Magdalena Kozena albums and lo and behold, there was her new Handel album, a disc that isn't even available at iTunes yet. Seeing as how I don't want to be greedy, I selected one track, placed it in my cart, registered, entered in my credit card information, and pressed "BUY." This is what I got:



This sucks.

This is why crime is so high in SF

This photo was taken at the corner of Fulton and Divisadero at about 3:00 p.m. this afternoon. This is San Francisco Police Department car #274 parked in the red zone in front of a fire hydrant. Note that there is no SFPD officer in the car, nor are the car's flashers or hazard lights on, nor was there any crime nearby. However, Eddie's Cafe--purveyors of coffee and pastries--is located at that corner. Thanks, SFPD, for doing your job so well.

Christine Quinn is a walking rat, sans wings

New York City Council Speaker Christine Quinn recently called pigeons "rats with wings." A spokesperson for a group called the Urban Wildlife Coalition said that was equivalent to calling pigeons an "epithet . . . much like the n-word."

No, it's not like using the "n-word," but Quinn is f-ing stupid for saying it anyway.

My love for pigeons is a given, so I won't even get into that. But why do people have such hatred for animals that are really, really successful at thriving in awful conditions? Once, while waiting on the subway platform at 34th street in New York City, I saw a big fat momma rat, a big fat daddy rat, and three little baby rats scurry across the platform and into the subway tunnel. If you're a rat, and you can get plump and raise three bebehs all the while dodging trains, avoiding the third rail, and managing to find food that isn't poisonous, then more power to you. Same with mice and cockroaches. I've lived in apartments with vermin, and while I can't say I enjoyed it, I wouldn't fault the little creatures for being what they are and doing what they do best.

In the mean time, I hope someone coats Christine Quinn in honey, rolls her in birdseed, and throws her to the pigeons in Central Park.

A public service announcement

Don't euthanize cats with cerebellar hypoplasia.

See Charley the Cat to understand why:

Atheists the new gays? Please say it isn't so!

Although I try to ignore everything that is posted on Townhall.com (or most of HuffingtonPost.com too, for that matter), I couldn't pass this one up. Apparently, Dinesh D'Souza takes issue with Richard Dawkins when he calls on atheists to start "coming out" of the closet just like the gays do. I deeply respect Dr. Dawkins and think he is a brilliant man, but I too take issue with him saying that atheists should be the new gays. Why? Because I would hope that atheists, a bunch of smart people, would pick a much better model than the gay rights movement, which, as we all know, is a total joke.

Another thing I don't get about straight women

If anyone out there can explain this mystery to me, please leave a comment:

Why do straight women who have female friends insist on referring to those female friends as "girlfriends"? For example, straight women often say things like this:

Straight woman: "My girlfriend and I like to go shopping together."

Why doesn't she just say, "My friend and I like to go shopping together"?

I like to go shopping with my girlfriend too, but for entirely different reasons, believe you me.

Adopt a turkey, don't eat one

Yes, it's that time of year again... time to adopt a turkey! Every year, a wonderful organization called Farm Sanctuary sponsors a turkey "adoption" drive. Farm Sanctuary is a shelter for abused and neglected farm animals, creatures that suffer unspeakable cruelty on a regular basis. They also work to put an end to factory farming--which is bad for the animals, bad for the environment, and bad for the people who end up eating factory farmed animals--and something that even meat-eaters can get behind. So, don't be a cheap ass. Go to www.adoptaturkey.org and spend $20 to adopt a turkey.

Here are the turkeys that Discipulus Legis and I adopted this year, Cicada and Pearl: