Rob's Around

Yep. I do believe "Acidman" has eased through the initiation period, passed muster, made the grade, hopped, skipped n jumped through purgatory, found his pickin' and grinnin' seat in Heaven. Whatever.

I "feel" him. You can believe it, or kiss my ass flyin' as much as I care.
Others "feel" him too.

He and Catfish went fishin' yesterday. Cat hollered out to "Bowlegs" when he snagged a big 'un outta the pond.

People are talkin' 'bout him again...out in the blogesphere. I think some of them "feel" him too.

Eh. Believe what you want, but some weird stuff's been happenin'.
Sit and listen a spell...


The lovely Dana sent me Rob's obit a while back (thank you, Sugah!), but it was returned to her, for some odd reason.
It was delivered, good n proper...yesterday.

So was"Manson". He came via Priority Mail (with something else that is too cool! Thanks!), sent by Samantha (Rob's daughter), delivered, to my doorstep...yesterday.

For those not familiar with "Manson", he's the cat Rob never had. I sent him to Rob when he was in Willingway; a stuffed, motion-sensored, meniacle, mewling kitty, that earned me the familiar curse: "You should be dragged off and SHOT!"

Yea, yea. Whatever.

If you watch the first video of Rob's interview with Fox, you can catch a glimpse of "Manson", on the back of Rob's couch. He blogged about that damned kitty here.

Stacey (Sam's significant other), is convinced Rob is IN that kitty. While they were cleaning out the "Crackerbox", both at opposite ends of the house, "Manson" meowed.
"I swear Toni, she think's Dad is IN the damn cat! I told her it hadda be a vibration."
At which point I hear Stacey holler, "Oh hell no!" (she could be heard pounding the CRAP outta somethin' in the distance), "It ain't meowin' now, is it?!"
*snerk*

Now, "Manson" has been perched on my dresser, quiet as can be, since I took this picture.

I've walked past him numerous times, without a "meow" one.
'Round 'bout 11 or so last night, I was masturbating (Oh shut up! YOU do it too! Besides, it makes me sleepy.), having lusty thoughts of half-nekkid Marine-types, doin' naughty thangs to me, and I was almost... juuust....THERE., when....

"MEOOOOOOOOOW!"

As God is my witness.

And, all of this stuff happened...YESTERDAY, people!
Coinky dink? Maybe, but I think not.

He's around. I believe it.

Oh ,and Rob...don't you ever do that again.

I miss ya' babe.