Being On Tumblr Is Like Being A Raccoon. I Dig Through The Garbage For Shiny Things I Like. Sometimes

Being on tumblr is like being a raccoon. I dig through the garbage for shiny things I like. Sometimes I find good things to share with my friends. Sometimes I find something horrifying, and also share it with my friends.

Neighborhood cat officially has people and has a collar with a tag with their phone numbers on it.

One of them eventually came by and tried to pet him when I called the number but said they had put him out and thought he was dead when he never came back. She didn't try to take him with her when she left or come back with a carrier to get him.

Neighborhood cat eats and sleeps on my porch.

Neighborhood cat sits on the outside window sill and looks inside and watches and yells at me.

Neighborhood cat wants to come inside and live with me.

Neighborhood cat plays nicely with my dogs and was probably too patient when one was a puppy.

Neighborhood cat fights ferociously with other neighborhood cats outside.

Neighborhood cat sometimes fights with my cats through the windows. This does not look good on your resume, my dude.

One day neighborhood cat might be given access to my basement, with a cat door opened back up to go in and out.

There's always a lot of joking around about how Coke used to have actual cocaine in it but I don't feel like anyone pays enough attention to the fact that 7-Up had lithium in it until 1948 and honestly I think we'd do better to put that back.

Thinking of buying some tarot cards but I want the kind that will just tell me what I want to hear and make me happy and the reviews don't seem to get at this.

Probably better off buying a giant metal sunflower for the living room. Reviews confirm that this is in fact a giant metal sunflower.

The best time of my adult life was when I was laid off because my job went to India and I stayed unemployed (and uninsured) for four months.