it begins

Me-ow-my-oh!

Me-usings and Me-emories

4 June 2013 - It has been almost two weeks since my peeps threw a sack over my head and crammed me into a piece of carry-on luggage.  Overpowered and assaulted on all sides by unidentifiable sounds and odors, I used my Buddha training to survive the next thirty-six hours.  Transported to a remote cabin on a lake,  I have been given a freedom of sorts.  But I sense the presence of formidable foes in these surrounding woods, so I must satisfy my occasional need to stretch and explore to the immediate area.  To keep my sanity (and to make a case of animal cruelty against my peeps), I have decided to scratch out my thoughts and impressions, to leave a record of my unelected summer in Nova Scotia.

methodology of the master

Catvice 

(for the self-absorbed)

Learn how to say "no"...better yet, pretend that you didn't hear the question.