a few things about cats.

Steve Perry's legs may not look good in his pants, but his head looks pretty good in cat ears.


I drew this for Liz before her birthday with the intention of actually sending it through the post. Now that it has been nearly two months since then, I'm too embarrassed.

Speaking of cats, I have finally named a feline companion something other than "Kitty." This took about two months for me to accomplish as well. Completely pathetic, but a breakthrough nonetheless. Although I'll probably just continue calling her names such as: Kitty Brains, Kittens, Kitty Face, Little Face, and Muffin, officially, her name is Cabbage Cabbage. It comes from the French term of endearment "mon chou" or "mon chou chou," which, literally translated, is "my cabbage" or "my cabbage cabbage." I didn't want to name her "chou" because it sounds like "shoe." And I didn't want to name her "chou chou" because that sounds like "Xiu Xiu" and, I mean, I like that band but don't want to name my cat after them.

Cabbage Cabbage sleeps with her face by mine every night, which is really cute until she sneezes and even then it's still pretty cute. I sometimes worry about the not-so-far-fetched reality of becoming a cat lady when I'm older, but then remind myself that being a cat lady doesn't mean you have to wear XXL Hanes Beefy Ts that say "Cats are like potato chips--you can't have just one!" There was an amazing editorial by Miles Aldridge in the May 2008 Vogue Italia that says everything I want to say about being a cat lady:




(Click on image to see it without the right side chopped off.)