The Hong Kong Schilling Affair

Captain Stubing and Bond-villian Jaws are the baddies in this one? Well that's one weird mental crossover.

Poor ol' Gavin MacLeod, did that guy ever have hair?

Dang, not only is RIchard Kiel big but he's strong. Effortlessly fireman carrying two dudes at once.

Where the heck is Illya while Napoleon got knocked out and kidnapped? Playing mahjong again and practicing his duck impressions?

My boycat is a dork, part upteenth

For those new folks, my dorky boycat, JonJon (see icon of him trying on Mommy's shoes for size) aside from being a goofball that makes more mooing noises rather than actual meowing noises is also a neat freak.

...ah, speaking of kittyboy, had to stop typing and set aside the tablet to rub his belleh. He'll walk up to me and flop down on his side and streeeeetch and wants his tumtum scritched. Everytime he flops, I can't help but say "Oh no! Your legs gave out!" and he looks at me with a "What?" look...

aaaanyway, when he uses the box, he always goes for a jog. When he poos, he tears off in a "poo gallop" around the place like the hounds of hell are on his heels. He also sucks much of the time at covering it up. He'll not want to touch it so he'll go to the complete opposite corner of the box and scoop litter into a pile, knocking litter out of that corner onto the floor but will leave the pee bit uncovered *facepalm*

Today he must've had some of the wet litter stuck to his bum because when I walked into the hall, he was standing next to a small piece of wet litter and kept trying to "cover" it with the flattened down apartment carpet. He looked at me with big sad eyes almost as if he were apologetic and I assured him that Mommy would fix it, which I did.

Silly ol' JonJon