Homeless black cats.

Alright, I know we're living next to the haunted cemetery, and that Halloween's soon approaching, but the homeless black cats have to stop. I'm currently hosting three strays. It's a point of contention amongst the three house cats, who do not go outside.

This is T-bone licking his ass on our shed.



Nice, right? He's totally squatting in our back yard. I'm pretty sure he lives there full-time. I'm also pretty sure he's snacking on the cute little chipmunks.

I come home today to this bullshit:



"Hey what's up? It's cool that I'm gonna start hanging out on your roof, Right?"

Homeboy gets on top of the dog house, walks a couple feet across the top of the fence, hits the top of the shed and jumps to the low roof then up to the one above it, from which point he has access to the second story roof-top as well.



My inside cats hate him more above the ground floor. It's like he's flaunting his freedom in their faces.

Welcome to the jungle.

I made a trailer for the book today. Who even knew books had trailers? It took about six hours longer than it should have, and I'm actually waiting for it to maybe be exported in a fashion that will allow me to post it by the time I'm finished writing. (didn't happen).

I suppose while I wait I could tell you about visiting the nice Indian people in New York that gave me a very pretty and shiny sticker to put in my passport. The visa kinda looks like someone glued a Canadian dollar into my booklet (and that fucking mpg file is still processing).

Put some Dandy Warhols on the playlist. You should have a bit of it. Poppy sweet and dancy, but in a junky kinda way (so now I've got it at a really intolerable resolution. It just won't do).

The rest of the New York trip was pretty much spent walking up Broadway and checking shit out. Bought some really beautiful chop-sticks and coaster. We had to shop small because we did the distance from Philly to the city on the bus. The bus is a pretty cool way to finish off a long drive. You just sit back with your feet on the rung and ride (I'm sure the higher quality version will still look like crap and take twice as long to get up on-line).

I think I'm definately over the hump with this video. Now I just wait and give you whatever comes out next 'cause it's as good as it's gonna get (The store we bought the chopsticks in had these great year of the pig dolls that were the front legs and head of a pig on each end. The form will be showing up in my work, I'm sure).

Be assured it's still processing. I just checked. Don't think I didn't.

I also saw Ground Zero. Not the movie. The former site of the WTC.

Maybe I'll just post the shitty one for now. Even though the good one should look much better. Like watching my little dudes falling through the air.

Done, done and done.

Here's the last seven illustrations for the magazine.















New York went really smooth and now we have shiny stickers in our passports that say it's ok for us to be in India.

I'll now celebrate finishing this project by mowing my lawn.