I have a small, old security camera that I picked up for like $15 a couple years ago, and I figured I should try to get some use out of it.  At about the same time, I noticed my awesome cat had caught another mouse.  It has caught rabbits, birds, mice… just about everything.  So, I wondered “how cool would it be to follow her around all day.”

And the idea for project “cat cam!” is born.  Unfortunately, I can’t find the cat. My sister also mentioned that it may not even have a collar.  This would foil my plan to attach it to her collar.  Also, I’m not sure how to keep the camera securely fastened in an upright position on her head.  I know it would annoy me if I were the cat, so it’s a hurdle I’ll have to overcome.

But I digress.  Yes, this is what I do as an unemployed person all day.  Even better, once I get it to work, if I ever get bored I can just sit down and see what the cat is doing.  Awesome.

There’s this baby squirrel who always gets in my apartment and messes with stuff.  It kinda annoys me, but whatever.. cute baby squirrel.  Lately he isn’t as cute so we’re starting to fight. I sneak in on him, stress him out, and shout as he crawls back on the roof.  I see him frolicking outside, our eyes meet in an epic stare-down, and then we continue on our day.  Also, he really likes eggs.  Who would have guessed.  Just sits there eating the last of the whites that I’ve thrown out.  Anyways, the last straw came when he apparently tried to jump on the toothpick Eiffel tower that I’m building (yes, I’m lame).  The stupid thing misaligned it slightly and a couple pieces of the structure needed to be glued back on, so all in all it wasn’t that bad.  But anyways, I’ll be nailing up that hole and trying to finish the tower by Christmas.  I’ll post a picture of the base later.

Often I find myself not being outwardly encouraging or thankful enough when I should be.  So, I’m taking a step in the right direction.

These pants I have been wearing, for what is probably weeks now, deserve to be recognized.

I have been very lazy.  I’ve had so much laundry I decided just to go the Surviver-Man route with my remaining clothing.  When these pants were to get visibly dirty, I would be forced to do some wash.  But they didn’t. For weeks they dodged spills, avoided puddles, no dirt, food, or athletic bouts that got them sweaty.  They just held tough. Never asking for anything in return, just stoically fighting the battle by my side against decent human hygiene.

Finally, today, I started to clean.  I got all my clothes together, put them in a basket, and finally took them over for my mom to do. Whew.

So, thank you pants. Your efforts have not gone unnoticed.