“WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO UPDATE YOUR BLOG?” A very disgruntled and bored internet used asked me last night as I dutifully prepared his dinner.
“Tomorrow, I suppose.”
Are you happy, Darling?
I do apologize and I do realize that to my One dedicated reader that exists, this blog is a stalemate and a product of nothing but reruns and boredom. Lo siento.
I am presently waiting to hear back from Northern Kentucky University to learn of news that pertains to my admittance to their Master of Arts in Communication Studies program. I hope I get in, but I truly am sick of the waiting game. Let a sista’ know, NKU. Sakes!
Other than that, today is the birthday of the beloved Dr. Seuss. The man would have been 105 years young today and in honor, you can imagine, I have had a Seusstastic storytime filled with Hopping on Pop and Cats in Hats and Multiple Fish; Some red, some blue.
For you, Blog Readers, and as a gift from me to the departed Master of Tongue Twisters and Rhyme Schemes, I am going to present a series of photos that some may call “precious” or “cute” or “sweet.” But I am just going to file it under “animal cruelty.” Enjoy!

"A person's a person, no matter how small."

"I do not like green eggs and ham I do not like them sam I am."

"I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!"
"Young cat, if you keep your eyes open enough, oh, the stuff you would learn! The most wonderful stuff!"

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March 3, 2009 at 3:33 am
Stephen
Thank you!
March 3, 2009 at 2:28 pm
Chelsea
You’re welcome, Darling.
That little photo makes me feel like I am dating some sort of deadbeat, Lebowski.
Love.
March 3, 2009 at 10:24 pm
Stephen
March 4, 2009 at 4:55 am
"old boss"
Glad to see you’re back…missed you. It was 85 degrees last week. Aahhhhh! Lovin’ the left coast!
March 23, 2009 at 7:10 pm
Tracy
I’ve missed you, too. Though I was on some sort of hiatus as well. Blame winter. Damn winter.
Aw, Dr. Seuss. The first book I have a memory of is There’s a Wocket in My Pocket.