blog takes new intellectual direction

In response to clamorous reader demand, each post will include at least one haiku or at least one slightly disturbing image of sleep.

A reader writes :

Dear knitting kninja,
I saw you steal those 2 photos straight off some website about emus. Isn't that either theft or plagiarism or both? I think you could get in a lot of trouble doing that, mister. But what I really would like to know for myself and other readers like myself is whether kitty litter is compostable, and how you got your cat inside after it didn't want to come inside, after you let it out into your back yard, after the previous very nice (but lying) owner said it probably didn't want to go outside because "the sky scared it". I saw you chasing it around in sort of slow motion for a while. Did that work?
xxOO
a reader like myself

Dear reader:
Your mother steals things from emu websites.
Yes (about the composting).

"Cry, and you cry alone. Laugh, and the world laughs with you."

You gotta be kidding.

One of the hardest things about living alone, is not having anyone to laugh with when really funny things happen.
Like yesterday, as I drove to my son's home and finally investigated WHAT was that big lump in my jeans pocket.
It was my wall phone, which I carry around in the house!

Or the time I over-sat my big easy chair and it S - L - O - W - - L - - - Y went over backwards, with me in it! Unhurt but laughing so hard it took me a while to get my legs back down on the floor, the chair upright, and me back in it. Oh, to have had a camera!

Maybe you hadda be there.

Hey! Wassup?

New a song longa go called Everyone on Earth is Outa Town.


Dint no it'd come true. . . .