In celebration of bringing home our new cat this weekend…

…some gay YouTube cat blogging, for you all.

TV Dinner:

“He’s a very loving cat; he’s Cat of the Week.”

The ninja approches by stealth, and strikes from the shadows

Welcome to the family, Magnum, whether you be pesky, berserker or ninja.

Mexi-can I have some more, please?

With a vaguely offensive header like that, how could you not want to check out the Mexican-themed food week that we (and by “we”, I obviously mean “Tina“) put together over at Choosy Beggars?

Statistics reveal that we’ve been working at that site now for nearly twelve (12) weeks, and yet I have only pimped it one (1) time.  I have been persuaded that this is an unacceptable ratio, particularly when I confront the thought that I have been denying you access to recipes like this:

Mango-tastic

Mango Margarita, people.  It soothes the soul, calms the nerves, and butters up your kidneys.

“Don’t be afraid of the tequila,” it whispers to you, in its low, sultry voice.  “Mangos are delicious and tropical and probably good for you somehow.  Don’t you know you need five to ten servings a day of fruits and vegetables?  Don’t you want to be healthy?”

The Mango Margarita only wants the best for you.  Say hello to it, maybe introduce it to that tasty goat cheese spread you met a couple of weeks ago. 

It’s the weekend! Make some new friends.

Obama locks up the Photoshop vote

Being from Canada City, the capitol of Canada, I can’t quite get into the unanimous Obama love-fest that has American Democrats swooning and American Republicans having private, sweaty, guilty fantasies in the bathroom in the middle of the night.

That doesn’t mean, though, that I cannot appreciate such sincere expressions of joyful adoration as this:

All that's missing is an electric guitar

Half of America is writing Barack Obama’s name all over their binders during math class, and hoping their dream comes true.

(credit: Jon Person)

“3 Dev Adam”, or “Spider-Man feeds your eyes to rats”

Based on this evidence alone, I am almost one hundred percent sure that Turks make better action movies that anyone in America could, including three Stephen Spielburgs.

(via BeaucoupKevin)

Choosy Beggars

I actually have an excuse for being quiet this time:  my delightful partner Tina and I have embarked on a new food blog, Choosy Beggars.

Considering that we’re about to become house poor (we sold our house, yay!  the market fucked us, boo!), this is our chance to chronicle what people of refined tastes and limited budgets can do to maintain our dignity. 

Join us, won’t you!