This is Millionaire Matt Davis. Friends were fostering her & I knew she had to be mine. I've never pet a cat so soft & I've never met a cat so sneaky. She sleeps between our heads at night, & spends her days on my husband's desk. I have a tattoo of her in Gene Simmons' KISS make-up. #CatsOfBlueSky

I always ask the friends in my main group chat (currently named Koby Teeth) for their High-Lows at the end of a roadtrip or vacation.

I've started to ask them every Wednesday because the world is so backwards right now, I need to check in more often. It's been easier to come up with weekly lows.

What the world needs now is not love, sweet love. Sorry Burt, Jackie, and Dion.

It's ORANGE CAT ENERGY!

Am I right or am I fucking right?!

#OrangeCatEnergy
#WhatTheWorldNeedsNow
#OCEintheUSA

I'll be 46 soon and that fact has turned my brain to gravy, which is a negative in this case.

But why? It's not like I live in the Futurama universe and I'm turning 160 and the Sunset Squad's coming to take me to the Near Death Star.

Still, water has been leaking out my eyeballs this week.

If you don't want anyone to find out, just don't do it.

I deleted a post about RFK because I never wanted to get political here in the first place.

Back to my impeccable opinions about things that don't bring weirdos out of the woodwork...besides my own personal weirdos.

Telling my sick husband he can't go to skeeball tonight because he has a bad cough and he'll get his germs all over the balls people will be handling is something that actually happened today. And because I was being serious, I missed an opportunity to laugh at ball handling.

I think I'll be working on my Top 5 Favorite Albums until I die, right along with my All-Time Hated Songs list. I keep adding to that bitch but my a song really has to make my jaw clench.

I was going to make some sort of comment about how with all the absolute nonsense going on in our government right now, it makes sense that it's the Year Of The Snake. But snakes are too cool to be associated with these knuckleheads. 🐍

This is Opie-Juan Kenobi. I saw him hiding in a cage at the APL. He had been adopted & surrendered again. Abused. Couldn't leave him. His tail was broken, some of his toes are upside-down, he's cross-eyed & he means everything to me. I have a tattoo of him in Paul Stanley's KISS make-up.

This right here is RIDICULOUS for a multitude of reasons. One being that Oasis only became mildly relevant again to like 5 people recently. Two being that Liam is not what I would call a rock star. And three...how is the margin so close?!? It's BRUCE for crying out LOUUUUD.💀

Cats have it made. I want to curl up on selective laps and have my head and hips scratched until I decide to bite the scratcher's hand and relocate to a sunny spot where I will sleep 80% of my day away. Human life is bullshit. I guess I could still push stuff off counters if I wanted.

I didn't know exactly what to expect when we started watching The Righteous Gemstones but I certainly didn't expect this much full-frontal man junk on a show about a corrupt family running a mega church. But maybe I should have. This one's on me.

I was hoping for Philly vs. Buffalo in the Super Bowl because then I would be happy no matter who won and would have zero sports anxiety! But since things ended the way they did...Go Birds 🦅

But it's still all gravy. I get to see Taylor, my crush (Coach Reid), and hopefully the Birds win it all.

On a new med (that's what being in your 40s is all about). One of the never-ending side-effects is that it changes the way carbonated bevvies taste. I'll tell you, I might just stick with the seizures.

(I'm not on it for that but technically that's what it's for & it makes a more dramatic point)

At some point in life, you reach an age where you're perfectly fine with rubbing the mucin snails secrete out of their feet (yes, they have feet) allllll over your face but you won't put a worm on a fishing hook or touch the fish you catch or eat said fish.

That age is 45.

Welcome to my Bluesky.