Perils of Caffeine in the Evening

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Perils of Caffeine in the Evening
Ill-advised insomniac ruminations.

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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Mrs. Perils and Mehitabel
Which one dictates, and which one types? *

The cat's real name is Rico (we named him after Rico Suave, a poseur who had a nanosecond's fame on MTV back in the 80s). He and his brother Simba are our (intentional, at least) housepets. His brother is a few turds short of a litterbox, if you know what I'm sayin', and has gone sorta bush and spends most of his time outside, or under the front porch huffing whatever escapes from the gas meter. Since the temperatures have fallen here, these dorks just can't get enough lap time.

They even come over and pretend they like me, though they have developed a talent for geometry and orthopedics, and have used what they know about my knee joints, the length of my tibia and the dexterity of my ankles to be able to narrowly avoid my attempts to punt their piebald asses across the room.

Still, they're good company for Mrs. Perils when I'm off to glamorous destinations in the midwest, so I let them live.

* Hint: An equipment crisis of sorts has developed due to Mrs. Perils' repeatedly jumping on the keyboard from the back of the chair. Look how bent and distorted that one in her lap is.

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