As you can tell, I’ve taken a hiatus from the blogging world. I will hopefully be returning soon. Upon return, I will be moving this blog to a new location. I’m tired of it being on WordPress’ servers, I want control! :) I actually just want to customize it more.

Link to new location coming soon.

This so-called "war on drugs" would end, and the government would scramble to make up another excuse to demand taxes from us. This would obviously take a lot more than just the legalization of marijuana, but it would at least be a start.

This is an obvious duh. Cats have the life. They sleep for 23.5 hours of the day. The other .5 is spent eating food that I have bought and served, chasing a laser pointer which I have provided for entertainment, and taking a crap, that I will inevitably clean up for her later. I swear, I'm a slave to my cat. But in spite of my indentured servitude to the fur ball, I love her. If you have one of your own, you know exactly what I'm talking about.

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Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss. And in honor of him, I’m embedding my favorite Dr. Seuss story. Enjoy!

Tomorrow the Rocky Mountain News will print it’s final paper. It’s sad to see such a big publication that’s been around for almost 150 years close. I feel so sorry for everyone who worked there. It’s a scary time to be suddently out of work. Thoughts and prayers with their families.

Here are a few photos from when the news broke in the newsroom. The rest can be found here.

Before you assume I have no heart, I have a story to share with you.

I am a total animal lover. I’ve had pets my whole life. When I’d see a dog or cat roaming around the street, I would always be inclined to bring it inside and see if it had an ID tag and get it back to it’s owner.

So this last Sunday my boyfriend and I got home around 11:30 pm, and there was a cute black cat at my porch. I figured it was lost because it had a collar with an ID tag. I assume most outdoor cats don’t have collars. Being an outdoor cat seems to render an ID tag useless, right? Well one would think. Anyways, I was able to get a hold of this cat and call the number on the tag. No answer. It was getting late, and to my boyfriends sleepy displease, I couldn’t just let it go for fear of it getting hit by a car or something. So tried to find where to take a lost kitty in the middle of the night.
We called Animal Control and they told us to take it to the Humane Society where they should have outdoor cages for situations like these. We drove over there and no cages. We called Animal Control back, and they got us in contact with an Emergency Animal Hospital that accepted strays. We dropped the cat off there and I was happy that it was safe somewhere rather than roaming the streets possibly cold and hungry. I know, I’m pathetic.

So we got back home around 1 am. Boyfriend leaves, and I decide to post “found cat” ads on several different sites, including Craigslist. Perfect, I figured. I was happy that we helped a little “lost” cat.

Well the owner found me via Craigslist the following day only to inform me that he was an outdoor cat and always comes back home. Except for last night because I took him to the hospital.

*sigh* Crap.

So now to get the cat back, we had to track down a number the Hospital assigned him. The Humane Society picks up strays from the Hospital every morning, so our little guy already made it to the Shelter. Needless to say, I felt bad about the situation. I mean I felt like I was helping this cat, but apparently I just caused more problems. And $150. The owner told me the hospital did $150 worth of testing on the cat, which I guess they expected the owner to pay. What a load of crap. I didn’t tell them to do any tests. So I offered to pay half since it was my fault in the first place. Sure, I could have said sorry and left it at that. But I know if it was me, I would really appreciate the financial help.

Ugh. So moral of the story, don’t help poor, little helpless animals. Maybe I should say don’t help cats…unless you know for a fact it’s lost. More than likely it’s an outdoor cat like the one at my door.

So in the end saving a cat cost me $75, not to mention sleep depravation.

Sorry for the long delay. My Internet is back up and running finally. Apparently someone at the AT&T office unplugged my line. Thanks AT&T.

My HTML/CSS class is over for now. I am in my last class of this module. An advanced digital photography and imagining class. I like it, but it’s not as exciting at my web class.

Now that there’s an update of my return, I will continue with my miscellaneous ramblings.

Due to the lack of Internet connectivity at my house, I have not posted in a long time. I apologize for the delay. The tech is supposed to come out tomorrow. We’ll see what happens.

Depriving myself of comic books when I was younger means I suck at thinking of superhero names. So I found a superhero name generator. Apparently my name is The Sensational Albino. Not sure exactly what my powers would be. Maybe I'm so white I'm invisible. And I'm sensational! I'll let you infer what you want from that.