My cross to bear
Every once in a while, I throw up a little.
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Comments (12)
Hahaha!
Posted by al m | March 26, 2010 10:52 AM
You guys just don't get it.
This guy is a serious first class writer.
Re-Read "Big Z by Peter Zuckerman" (at the bottom)
Get it now?
Big Z is Sam!
Posted by dman | March 26, 2010 11:47 AM
Wonderful to see log-rolling in action. I didn't think there was lower-paying gig than when he was working for WWeek, but maybe he's found it.
Gotta go - Need to that book at the library. Stuff like: "Poop dotted the carpet, and remains of bread and compost were scattered all over the place. It stunk." keeps one on edge of one's chair!
Of course, that may be what Sam's house is really like.
Posted by Steve | March 26, 2010 12:02 PM
A heartwarming tale of Sam Adams kitty and, appropriately, poo. I got a little verklempt reading it.
Posted by RJBob | March 26, 2010 12:57 PM
LOL!!
Posted by Chris | March 26, 2010 5:18 PM
I am a sucker for cat stuff, but eeeww!
Posted by Cynthia | March 26, 2010 6:20 PM
My cat was reading over my shoulder and then she urfed up....
Posted by Bart | March 26, 2010 9:25 PM
Should have named the cat Creepy.
Posted by Ben | March 26, 2010 9:42 PM
So Melissa wins, but Z gets the photo op.
Talk about media suck-up!
Posted by Lawrence | March 27, 2010 10:05 AM
Ben, the cat is named "Big Z" a play on "little me."
Zuckerman fancies himself as a rescuer of poor Sam, then having to deal with all the other "cats," poop and compost that came with him.
Zuckerman cleaned up Sams mess and now they can relax:
"Phew. They were gone. I cleaned up the mess and went back to sleep."
What is his reward?
"But the next morning, one still remained -- the original gray kitten with half an ear (Damaged goods) whom I had given the (my big) tuna to."
Now what roll does Sam play?
"and now he's the first kitty of Portland!"
And what does that suggest? A subservient feminine orifice for Zuckermans pleasure and bidding.
As for the rest of Portland...
You're so screwed!
Posted by dman | March 27, 2010 10:18 AM
Ya but doesn't
"Here Creepy Creepy Creepy" sound neat?
Posted by Ben | March 27, 2010 5:38 PM
Really, let's not pick on the poor kitty.
Posted by Sharp Margery | March 27, 2010 9:48 PM