you think you know… but you have no idea.
this is the beginning.
Hello Katy Tour Kicks off friday… YIPPPPPEEE.
I am very happy to be living to see such amazing change in our country and to see such a graceful, strong, smart, humble man take the wheel. God bless him and good luck of course.
Happy new presidents day! yay!
shit, son.
this is my dream bed. Not my dream gurl tho…
thanks pretty for making me smile.
just an FYI.
I don’t give statements about my personal life. The stories read about the things I say introducing some of my songs are merely to explain the forth coming song. I enjoy being myself on stage and that’s what you expect of me. I have made many of the same introductions before… just lately everyone’s dissecting my every word. Understandable. When I wanna share something with the world, the world will know… otherwise, stop looking for a story, or an explanation.
So my post tonight started very melancholy. The usual. Mostly just a pity party I suppose. We all throw them… no one ever comes though, especially mine! I have the wonderful world at my finger tips and nothing has made me smile much in the past couple days besides the above. Oh my, thedailykitten.com. It’s better than drugs. It works. When ever you need a pep me up… you can always count on thedailykitten.com. See I have been fighting a nasty bitch of a bitch named flu. That bitch has gotsta go. I made sure she was making a short visit. I cancelled lots of wonderful things that I really wanted to be apart of and sweated it out with the bitch for two whole days (which are like weeks when you don’t have many these days) in between the sheets. No shower, just sweat and sleep. Oh man, open a window after those fights for sure. I even think Kitty got sick. Well after echinacea, apple cider vinegar, zpacks, sudafed and finally as a last resort some shots in my bum, via needle (get it outta the gutter!) I think I might be in swell shape for tomorrow. Tomorrow I get to go back to Hotel Cafe… and just play. I might be a little rusty… but believe you me… I tried everything to get this bitch named flu out. Anyway, I know who ever is coming will help me sing… some songs you won’t know, but that’s okay, it’s fun for me. No new stuff just yet. But believe me, pandoras box is waiting. Anyway, the point of this rant is that the simplest things in life are free and are there to make you smile. Sure, they scratch up your new french love seat or make YOU do the job of cutting off the dingle berries from their ass after realizing maybe the expensive solid gold tuna fish upgrade is really just giving her the runs… at the end of it all. The simple things in life curl up in a ball next to you neck and purr until you purr yourself away as well, and shit, that’s all you need.
On a side note, I heard the best “rumor” about an old Mariah Carey rider. (the list of things artists requires when putting on a show) I heard that at one point she requested kittens and puppies backstage to cuddle with before every show. Well, she’s fucking smart.
Here’s all my secret morning crack outs:
If you don’t or can’t own a cuddly fuzzy thing… those links might do.
Remember, don’t reach for the gun… just look a picture of a kitten.
That is all. Discuss.
oh yes.
I’m sure we could super impose some clothes on him to make it right for the grammys?
Some one just raped my soul.
