That being said- you all know I have an unnatural fear of becoming a crazy cat lady. My single status, proclivity towards being crazy anyways, and recent aqcuisition of this dude:
Weasley and his "come hither" look.
all make me nervous.
That being said, I present to you the funniest thing I may have ever seen, and also my deepest fear in glassy full-photo published glory:
My dear friend Leah and I saw this bookstore at the Kennedy Center. And its real. And there are albums that go with it. And I fully recommend that if you have a free afternoon at work to do internet surfing that you dig deeper- its nuts. There is an entire underground movement and community associated with cat dancing. And these people are certifiably batshit crazy.
You may run across such chestnuts as at-your-desk purring techniques: "Now as you purrr, you'll become conscious that it's making your head vibrate. This is completely normal." **snort**
Tips and techniques about joining cat dancing classes, "After all, dancing with our cats is something we really have to do alone and you can feel rather isolated at times. " **ARE YOU SERIOUS?!**
Moral of the story:
I love finding shit on the internet that makes me feel like less of a weirdo.