furry carnage

-nothing of interest. it is all slow like in the office today so i have been finding myself staring out my window at the building across the way that has a big crane on top because they are extending more floors on the building and the crane machine is lifting huge barrels of cement or something and i am quietly wishing for the thing to drop the barrel from 25 stories up just to watch the carnage manifest below and give me something to entertain myself with...
so past stuff is about the best you will get.

12.30.o1
-i do not have much to say because i am not so talkity typey right now and my tend-on-eye-tis is hurting at my wrists again so what i will do is just put up a picture that many people have seen from me in the past but i still like the picture from the past because it is one of those GREAT photos that you find lying around somewhere that you are unsure of its mysterious origin. but this picture does not have mysterious origins like superman or something because these were actually my dads cats, but apparently they did not like eachother... i am thinking having no tail would make a cat a pretty angry jaded cat because then you can not always land on your feet when you fall from balconys or stuff and having other cats always walk around flipping their tails at you as you stare in jealousy at how they can stealthy use their tail to drop hair sheddings into the owners morning coffee. yes i am thinking that would be some serious issue material to walk around with being a cat which would lead to jump attacks on cats with tails...