Okay, the 5 bus dropped me off and now I’m sitting on a cold concrete abutment outside the Herbst Theater and across the street from Civic Center, waiting for the 49 bus. Says it will be here in 15 minutes which kinda sucks because it means I’ll arrive at Muddys late. I wanted to arrive first, get my drink, and set up my laptop…then I could gaze into it obliviously and wait for my mysterious texter to find me. Heh. Yeah, I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me!
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- This is me and one of my two cats. His name is Cougar, and he’s an F1 Chausie. A chausie is a new breed of cat under development. Chausies are the result of a cross between a domestic cat (in Cougar’s case, a Bengal) and a jungle cat (Felis Chaus). Cougar’s mom is 8 pounds and his father is a 30-pound jungle cat. He’s about 16 pounds, super intelligent, spirited, and toilet trained. A writer without a cat (or two) is not to be trusted.