Herding Cats

As I was saddling up, I was attacked by a herd of cats. They launched a frontal assault on my leg, which they climbed, like furry pirates.

When they weren't doing that, they launched wave attacks on my feet. It was hard to move, I tell you, but I shook them off, got on the horse and rode out.

The horse was a bit rebellious, doubtless shook up by the cat attack, but she got over it and we galloped up several hills, took in the scenery, and then went through some woods. Real woods, mind you, not your brush, Mesquite, impenetrable thicket woods. 

By the time we got back to the barn a small herd of cows had displaced the cats and that, readers, is the story of that.

I love riding,

LSP

Storm Front Trans Apocalypse

There was an eerie stillness, then the sky turned green, the wind picked up and the clouds opened to bursts of thunder, as rain lashed down onto the metrosprawl, backlit by lightning.

So what, you say. This is Texas, it's a big country and it has big weather. True, but this was especially big, with a tornado warning in effect. Perhaps the twister touched down in the merrie olde suburbs of Mansfield and Arlington. I hope not, for their sake.

We wait for reports of apocalypse, destruction and chaos, with magazines loaded, a round in the chamber, and vicious kukris honed to a razor edge. Maybe some crew of street punks will chance their luck, here at HQ. They'll wish they hadn't.

In other news, Bruce Jenner has announced his/her intention to become Presiding Bishop of the Episcopal Church and the world's first ever trans bishop.

What can we say but good luck Bruce! Anyone that says you're a freakish, blasphemous, parody of a woman is a hater. Obviously.

Carry on,

LSP