They can do another remix on the next Reconfigured album.

Any sequel must have Daft Punk do the score again. This is not negotiable.

Sometimes I think I should have named her Princess due to how persnickety she is with food. She doesn't even touch human food and most kitties just GO for it. Yet she still manages to weigh as much as an infant.

Sister gets dirty sometimes. Frankly he licks her bum clean so often she's forgot how to do it herself.

My Duchess isn't the cleanest kitty either. I think she just really likes the feeling of a soapy warm washcloth on her nether bits.

Ragdoll flop. Duchess Mocha-Latte von Fluffypants in full slumber. She's not dirty either, she's just dark there and clipped close.

This is Duchess Mocha in the middle of a grooming session. She demands to be tipped over like a 12 pound cow, then combed into submission. She purrs the whole time and has to be watched or she will roll off the furniture on to the floor as she writhes in utterly debauched ecstasy. I love the drooling kitties, they…

The Archduke and his Blu Pillowcase of Privilege. (The names are real and indulgent.) SO SOFT.

My ragdoll kittens Archduke Maximilian von Fluffypants and Duchess Mocha-Latte von Fluffypants posing, then passing out for 20 minutes without moving from that pose. Twelve pounds of FUZZY BELLIES.

My first was Small Gods. Every time I read it I'd have a new revelation. I think Mr. Pratchett did more for my views on religion than any Sunday School class I attended.

I think the reason I am married is that I had a very well-thumbed copy of Hyperion by Dan Simmons on my bookcase. Well that and red hair.

I'm being a brat about the corset thing, articles even mentioning corsetry seem to inevitably dissolve into arguments about their comfort. I'm sure that the heavy duty girdles called Spanx are just as noxious to the body when taken to the extreme. I know I got light headed when I tried one of those full torso shapers…

Even better news, the more coverage the better for the gents.

So true. I choose to bend at the waist.

In before the "but corsets are really comfortable!" crowd. I'm rather happy that the undies have a full bottom coverage.

So true!

It was just a broken leg, but going for a BFA probably would have 86'd my chances anyways. I got my MRS degree in college too, seventeen years ago yesterday. It just seems stupid that I still remember that rejection and the looks of pity.

And they looked like really really good burgers too! I liked how he kept blaming the vessel.

I will never forget the day when every single girl on the sidewalk got a flyer for Rush but me. I was in a wheelchair. They wouldn't even make eye contact. Screw that noise I thought and dismissed the whole notion.

I read this after watching the Supernatural episode called "St. Valentine's Day". The opening teaser is of two college age young people pushing the love far beyond anything you'd expect. It seemed to be an apt comparison. It's on Netflix too.