Wouldn’t you like fresh art in your lunchbox every day? Must be nice to have a dad who’d do this for his kids:
“A new bag each day for my kids.
I’m the dad. I make these during my lunch break.”
[Via Graham Linehan’s ‘Why That’s Delightful!’, which I really ought to blogroll.]
Yes, everybody has seen this already, but it’s too adorable not to show again:
If you’re looking for the ‘awwww’ factor this morning and have a soft spot for cats (which of course you do, you’re reading this blog aren’t you?) try this lovely story by Gwen Cooper at Salon about Homer the world’s bravest eyeless cat, who fought off a burglar:
…There was some faint light streaming in through the blinds from the streetlights outside, but Homer was all black and eyeless, rendering him completely invisible. I could tell, though, that he was close by, somewhere on the bed. I sat up and reached over to flip on my bedside lamp.
The first thing I saw was Homer, standing in the middle of the bed, puffed up to about three times his normal size. His back was completely arched, and every hair on his body stood straight up, his tail bristled and stiff as a pipe cleaner. His legs were set wide apart, and although his head was tucked down low, his ears were at full attention. He moved his head and ears evenly from side to side with the precision of a sonar dish. His front claws were extended farther than I’d ever seen them, farther than I would have thought physically possible. His growl continued, low and unbroken—not completely aggressive yet, but a definite warning.
Beyond Homer, standing at the foot of my bed, was a man I’d never seen before in my life.
What happened next? Read the whole thing.
Is distraction by cute fluffiness:
The Sun: Loving Anjana cradles the white tiger cub after acting as surrogate mother to him and his twin brother. And the two-year-old chimpanzee clearly isn’t monkeying around, she has also raised LEOPARDS and LIONS.
Yeah, I know it’s a Murdoch rag but in depressing times you just have to go with teh cuteness now and then.
A quarter of the world’s animals are going to die, the economy’s collapsing, oh woe is us; woe, woe and thrice woe. It’s all getting rather too apocalyptic for comfort. What to do? Panic? I don’t do panic. Gloom and depthless pessimism, yes, panic no, but what I’m best at is just shutting my eyes and pretending it’s not happening.
So this afternoon I’m hiding my head in YouTube and watching cute angry kittens and foxes on trampolines. Care to join me?
No! My cake! Angry kitten=cute. It’s an immutable physical law.
Foxes like to bounce? Really?
Yes really. So do cats:
and so do small yappy dogs and another cat and another yappy dog, but as Martin so rightly pointed out, anything done at double speed to Yakety Sax is funny.
Bonus clip: to end on a note of dramatic tension – will Kitty make it to safety before getting squatlicated by the window-cat?