Maya the Puppy

Going home for Thanksgiving is always exciting....
1) I get to reunite with the homies from high school and not respect myself out and about around my old stomping grounds
2) I get to stuff my face with delicious goodies
3) I get to breathe crisp, healthy non-Los Angeles air...hopefully see some snow... and sit in front of a sexy fireplace..
4) And lastly...I get to meet the most recent addition to my family... Maya theeeeee PUPPPPYYYYYY

oh freddie...take me to Zanzibar, won't you?

facebook fiasco

I currently have 9 friend requests in my facebook inbox feed thing.... No I'm not trying to brag about how painfully exclusive it is to become a "Friend of the Tinycat" on FB.... 3 requests are from people living in Thailand who claim to work at the same company as me.... One is from a playmate looking lady, most likely wanting to promote herself... the rest are from my Aunt, Grandma, Mom and Dad.... It's not that I don't want to be friends with them... I just have to teach myself to remember who I am friends with on this old thing...before you know... posting about how many martinis I've downed during The Witching Hour... Below... some fine examples of situations a la this....

feelings that I have...

i like this...

i sleep to dream

I love the cemetery.
Everyone is dead, all is peaceful.

I love the graveyard.
The ghosts sing, talk, and dance with me.

I love the hospital.
The sick surround me, make me well.

I love the morgue.
The dead tell me their secrets.

I love prison.
I am free amongst those that aren't.

I love the shelters.
The homeless cannot harm me.

I love the asylum.
I am home.

Poet Link

EMPOP

Courtesy of Diane Martel... Leader of the Opposition Party..

Happy Halloween in West Hollywood!