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Mug-A-Day


Every January 1st, I start off the New Year along with FUN-A-DAY. What’s fun-a-day? Glad you asked. In their own words:

The idea is simple: pick an art project, do it every day in January, and show your work in a group art show in February! Fun-A-Day is always FREE, NON-COMMERCIAL, NON-JURIED, and ALL-AGES. Everyone is invited to participate, the only requirement is to HAVE FUN 😉

I like having fun, so I start off the New Year with a plan to participate. However, most of those plans are overly ambitious and I get about seven days in before realizing that creating a fully designed postcard with poetry and images of Philadelphia cats is a much more labor intensive pursuit that is allotted for in a month (but I’m still plugging away at that project, which will eventually be realized and dope as fuck).

In the interest of actually trying to complete some goals for this year, including updating this website I keep paying for, I committed to finishing fun-a-day and wanted to do with the least amount of effort possible.

So, for 2025, my fun-a-day project was Mug-A-Day, wherein I use a different one of the many MANY mugs I’ve accumulated throughout my adult years (and some from childhood) and take a photo of it with some mostly corresponding accompaniment.

To my surprise, though not my overburdened cabinet’s, I had kind of a lot of mugs. More than 31, as it turned out. And it was a satisfying goal to mark off to start the year. A little trot down different times in my life, mugs as gifts, and memories from those mugs along with some new memories by documenting them

It also provided a lot of personal insight about the coziness of my small life. Even though I work a lot and can feel like a grouch a lot of the week, every sip and communion in being present with these mugs presented an irrefutable reality: there is a lot of love, ease, and joy every single day.

Also that I will wait until nail polishes chips off instead of removing it.

Not necessarily a proud moment, but I stole that mug on the far left from an incredibly low paying job from the communal cabinet. I used it to heat up Spaghettios only to find out while eating in the office breakroom that the underwear portion disappears when heated. I quit that job via email a week later.

To learn more about doing your own fun-a-day, check out their page brought to you by Art Clash. Document all of your mugs.

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Oh you know what day it is

REJOICE!
It’s the best day of the year for me.

BLESSED BE

BLESSED BE

In consideration of this celebration, I’ve compiled several resources to help you and your feline friend get the most out of your day:

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Facebook ad targeting: the desolation of Janie

According to five minutes of internet research (actually it was twenty because I got distracted when I found that there was such a thing as an Archie Comics Twitter – what?!?!) I am a victim of Facebook ad targeting. And not in a nice way.

The d-bags at Facebook, who so recently told me I have no friends, have found a new way to demoralize me with their targeted attacks. Like, say, when you’re trying to mass-eat pretzels and chug down dollar wine with your best friends while catching up on Empire only to see that THIS is what Facebook thinks is most relevant to you based on advertisers (quote straight from the Facebook gods’ mouths):

Get[ting] the most value from your ad spend by reaching only the people that matter to you

Honestly...should I just end it? THANKS, THE INTERNET!

Honestly…should I just end it? THANKS, THE INTERNET!

According to ad-space buyers and Facebook’s internet algorithms, the best ad choices for me only have to do with Walmart, cats, and litter.

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It’s not a day, it’s a way of life

day/ year/ life

day/ year/ life

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The tears of an angel

The mighty Liono’s history is a mysterious one. And part of that mystery is how a former farm cat came into such wimpy vocal chords.

Behold the mighty and mightily pathetic roar of a imploring feline desperate to make friends with the maintenance man outside:

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I wanna be where the people are. I wanna see, wanna see them dancin’

A few years ago I was on the phone with my mom and was telling her about my weekend plans and she responded with this direct (and haunting) quote:

You’ve got your cats and your knitting…sounds like you’re really clickin’ your heels over there in Philadelphia.

So…I tried to brush that off, but upon some re-inspection I might have to reevaluate all of my life choices, and drink a bottle [box] of wine, and cry while shout-singing “Part of Your World” to my feline companions.

Friday night. Just got paid. My cat found my knitting

Friday night. Just got paid. My cat found my knitting

...like, it's not a GREAT feeling when even your cat kind of disrespects you

…like, it’s not a GREAT feeling when even your cat kind of disrespects you


I’m ready to know what the people know!!!!!!

 

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Welcome to this apartment

I found the perfect welcoming sign to hang on my door to the apartment. If my neighbors weren’t concerned and confused by this

I can only imagine how they feel about this:

despite being a lady, he insists on calling me "dad"

despite being a lady, he insists on calling me “dad”

And the boy that I am referring to?
kitty bruises 2
My bouncing baby cat-son.

Happy Father’s Day, ya’ll. And happy Father’s Day to me, Liono calls me “Dad” after all.

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Immortalized on the internet

Sometimes you have friends that are mad talented and they immortalize you on the internet because of your cat lady-ness. Go check out this fine girl’s work. Also, cats in a me suit.

http://www.kellymeissner.blogspot.ca/2012/10/cat-lady-tuesday.html

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Enter the psyche of my cats

My cats have been introduced in this blog already, as I prefer them to almost all carbon-based life forms. Their antics have been documented due to their insatiable need to ruin a night of pampering; and their cuteness has been lauded as a way for me to give into maternal instincts and still drink gin.

But until now their personalities have been little discussed. So let me introduce you to…George!

when Satan takes feline form.

George is evil. Pure evilness. That is pretty much the extent of his personality. Except one time, while I was sleeping on my back, he scratched my neck near the corroded artery. Another time he scratched me across my wrist making me look like I am a cutter to my co-workers and friends. Well, I guess those weren’t personality traits but rather illustrations of his wickedness.

Ah, George.

 

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