I mean like this:
Cats are viscous. The way they move. Like they're made of a non-newtonian fluid. Example:
Slow motion cat...
See What I'm Talking about?
See, one could theorize that cats are in a semi-flux between a solid and a liquid. There's a cat melted on top of the cable box right now. But the webcam's not connected. Sorry, no pic.
But cats melt into/onto things. Ever had a cat melt into your lap? And you absentmindedly pet him with one hand while you mouse with the other hand. And you forget he's there. And then he gets up...
Ever had that happen?
"Of course," you say, "Hasn't everybody?"
Never happened? Ever?
Well what a sad sorry existence you must be having. I pity you.
And people say sarcasm doesn't translate well on the internet.
I have three packs of smokes open at the same time. It makes perfect sense, because I'm trying not to smoke as much. o_O
There's a pack of Winstons, a pack of Pall Malls, and a pack of Kamel Reds. When I smoke one, I smoke it out of the top pack, then I rotate that pack to the bottom. That way I think about how many I smoke.
Sometimes I butt it out halfway and light it back up later. Some people would call this crass. Those people didn't grow up in my neighborhood. They probably wouldn't run into me at work either, unless I was installing a new desk or cabinets in their office.
Neighbor with a flat shovel scraping up a pile of dogshit from off the street in front of his house. That's what I see out my window. Beats what I used to see out my window a few places ago, nine, maybe ten years back, I'd reckon. Crack dealers on the corner... Used dopeworx in the gutter by the curb... You can probably still find that shit there. And the same old assholes on the same old bar stools, talking about the same old shit.
Miles away from anywhere... Lost in thought, with a thousand yard stare... I'm the long-haired dude in the corner, under the television. I'm minding my business, drinking my shots and beers. But I'm about fixing to be a loudmouth fuck in a minute, because some jagoff just said something ignorant about my favorite band. ...Don't miss it.
Nobody's reading this fuckin blog anyways.