Friday, April 30, 2010

My cat the dog

There's the saying, you're either a cat person or a dog person, but for years I was on the fence. I liked both animals, but being as lazy and as socially active as I was, I chose to side with the low maintenance, independent cat.

So, I saved a stray Burmese- the runt of his litter- from a life living under a barbecue at a friend's house. She already had a plethora of cats and couldn't take on one more.

It was April 1997 and my first order of business after I picked the cat up from the vet was to give him a name as I couldn't continue on calling him by his temporary moniker, Baby April- it was too hard a blow to my manhood.

The cat seemed to take to his new digs quickly- the dark recesses of a basement apartment I lived in at the time- he scurried from one corner to the next and then peed on my couch before running up behind me and batting at my legs and running off.

It was this cyclone-type of behavior that earned him the new title of Taz.

Over the years I began to appreciate his special nature; his need to be around his people; his unending ability to entertain me on my worst days; his complete trust in me, in play, or in seriousness and a personality like no other I'd known in an animal.

This cat was more like a dog then some dogs, always greeting me at the door; always sensing when I needed him near me, or when to leave-when I was having sex. He also liked to bitch me out when I'd left him alone too long.

When GIGC and I moved into our first house, Taz was perhaps the most excited. With all the windows and light, he took to having many a mad-half-hour racing from one end to the other of our new, tiny domicile then laying lazily on the floor in the sun.Yet, his playful nature never seemed to translate well to pictures. He always seemed more pissed-off that we were being such idiots in trying to capture his moments instead of posing for the camera.

The eventual transition to our second house six years later brought even more elation and truly for Taz, it must have seemed a rags-to riches story.

But recently we began to notice he was missing a step. His ability to get dehydrated became a weekly occurrence, then daily.

Our long-time friend, our companion, was having great difficulty living up to his energetic billing. Sure, in human years he was now 68, but still cats can live to be 18+. He still preferred to be around his people, seeking our warmth and comfort, emanating his happiness, yet his coo when touched, diminished and his purr faded away to a barley audible murmur.

Today we put our dear friend to rest, to silence the pain he felt from the cancer he was diagnosed with, to repay the love he has shown us, to reclaim the memory of those special times we had with him as a member of our family.

I guess it's only fitting that the kitten who came into this world as Baby April, leave it in April as well.

Goodbye my friend you will be deeply missed and remembered with love, as you were.

Today, we hurt.

Taz- April,1997- April 29th, 2010

Monday, April 26, 2010

Mash-up of the week

Do you like Sabotage by the Beastie Boys?
Do you like Battlestar Galactica?

Put 'em both together and you have awesomeness.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Lazy game Sunday

Want to kill some time, then curse my darkness for helping you do it? Spend some time on these links.

Play Turbo-Granny

Jesus Dress-up.

Unicorns and Handgrenades.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Pottahawk 2010 by the numbers

Well not really. It's just a Saturday by the numbers, but I have to start trying to raise my position in the search engine when it comes to Pottahawk.

The 20 worst tramp-stamps.

The 7 most horrifying things ever found in the human body.

6 guys with jobs that would kill the average dude.

Friday, April 23, 2010

One for the beef syringe

The guys were feeling a bit neglected this week with all the talk of how great and powerful the female hot pocket is, so here's one for the dudes.

Let us strut own own magnificence.

Tricks you can do with your sack.

Dress your dick up at Dapper Dicks. Can a date and a movie be far behind?

And well that's about it, so here's a link on how to cook bacon with a machine gun.

Enjoy your weekend.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

How to get the most out of Tuna Town

You know, after this post, perhaps I should give up on my quest to pay tribute to the vagina, agreed?

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Monday, April 19, 2010

The vagina: Is there anything it can't do?

Yes my friends the vagina is a marvelous machine. So much so I'm devoting several posts this week to my favourite part of the female anatomy. Sorry GIGC. I love your brain too, but your squish mitten is where it all starts for me.

Definition of irony #11

Sunday, April 18, 2010

I guess it all ads up #5

I'm still waiting for the Mr. Sparkle commercial.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Friday, April 16, 2010

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Monday, April 12, 2010

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Thursday, April 08, 2010

I guess it all ads up #3

I'm beginning to think Lost In Translation was about Arnold. Honestly do you think the people of California would have voted for him if they had seen these?

Easter may be over but.....

It's not too late for: Jesus- The Revenge!

Rainy day numbers

The 11 most unusual themed bars in the world.

The 5 most half-assed scams that were surprisingly successful.

14 old-school ads that were oh-so-wrong.

Wednesday, April 07, 2010

Monday, April 05, 2010

Friday, April 02, 2010

I guess it all ads up #1

I thought it might be cool to take a look at commercials from other cultures. And when I say other cultures, I mean specifically the Japanese.

The strange and weird world of Japanese commercials. If ever there was a time to get high and watch something this is it my brothers and sisters.

The winner and new champion

OK, I'm as surprised as anyone.

For as long as I've been blogging, the month that has had the most hits has predominantly been July. Why? Because that's when Pottahawk takes place and people who know of the event are junkies for pictures of anything half-naked, or in a bikini. I do not begrudge this.

However for some strange reason (no pun intended), last month blew the July numbers out of the water.

Now look, I'm not complaining. I'm always grateful when someone comes to Strangedaze and reads anything I post, although, I still can't fathom how most of you manage to read everything in 2.5 seconds.

The best I can figure is, for some reason one post, every-so-often, seems to strike a cord and go a little viral and the numbers go up.

So let's hear it for March 2010, no April fool just the new champion.

Thursday, April 01, 2010