Our two cats don’t have much interest in our printer. I’m afraid they’re not permitted to have much interest in it. But then we don’t have a fancy printer like the ones in this video.
What do you suppose it is that attracts cats to printers?
Our two cats don’t have much interest in our printer. I’m afraid they’re not permitted to have much interest in it. But then we don’t have a fancy printer like the ones in this video.
What do you suppose it is that attracts cats to printers?

I has been “Thinking” i has aught to Chainge my Majer becose Gender Studdies it is jist so hard!!! It is reel “hard” to rember al the Diffrint Genders that wasnt thare last weeek!
So i was reel hapy wen I founed out our Collidge it is offring a new Majer in Nothing Studdies!!! This is jist purfict!! It gots lots “of” coarses In it thay are fastinating!! i cant hardly “whait” to take Them!
Neckst semmestar i amb “goingto” sine Up for Beeyonsay Studdies jist like thay has “at” Ruttgers, and Whaching Car-Toons on TV, and Play Doh and Pickup Stix and Protesting Evry Thing, and aslo Callecting Ear Whax and Roling It Into “a” Big Ball!! I amb aslo Intrested in a coarse in Master Baiting,, i whunder waht It is!!!
The grate Thing abote it is,, yiu are Garinteed to “Get” yore deegree & al yiu has to doo is Pay “fore” it!!! How grate is that??? Ok, thare “is” one promble= my fambly thay has “kicked” me Out and i hasnt got “no” munny!!! But somb of the Stodents thay Are all-reddy Pan Handling and My Plan it is to Pan Handel offf themb!!!
I reely got to get my deegree Sune so i “can” be an Offisul And Bone Affied Introllectural!!!! becose us interllecturals we has got to Run the Contry!! Ordrinary dum peple thay “are” Jist two dum to do it whith-out Us!!
An old favorite, requested by Joshua–Angels We Have Heard on High, by Acapella.
I’m always much impressed by people who have mastered the art of using their voices as musical instruments, for the glory of God–maybe because I can’t.
Requested by Jan (“Janowrite”), Charles Wesley’s Christ Whose Glory Fills the Skies, sung by the choir at Trinity Evangelical Lutheran Church in Worcester, Massachusetts–an Advent hymn.
Keep ’em comin’, folks!

Pop goes the weasel…
I somehow missed this dopey statement uttered by the dope who was elected president of France by a lot of other dopes.
Earlier this month, at an Armistice Day celebration in Paris–that’s one of many French cities the U.S. Army liberated from the Germans in WWII–in front of a gaggle of world leaders, French President Emmanuel Macron declared, “Nationalism is treason” (https://www.breitbart.com/europe/2018/11/11/french-president-emanuel-macron-nationalism-is-treason/). He also said it is the opposite of patriotism. As a liberal and globalist, he thinks rooting against your own country is the only correct form of patriotism–a la John Kerry.
God gave us countries to protect us from wannabe rulers of the world. Now those wannabes, of whom Macron is just one of many, cloak themselves in globalism as they pursue their dream of a world government run by themselves.
This is a doofus who says there’s no such thing as French culture (tell that to Jacques Pepin!) and the whole idea of France is vastly overrated–and that was before he slammed his countrymen, just a couple weeks ago, with a catastrophic gasoline tax increase… To Save The Planet, of course, never mind the riots. But the French nooze media told French voters last year that this gonk was a cozy, comfy “centrist” and they could all sleep soundly with him running the show.
Lesson: Never trust any politician the nooze media praise as a “centrist.”
Meanwhile–nationalism over global government every time, everywhere. I mean, come on, these schmendricks can’t even govern a city without ruining it, let alone the whole blamed world at once.
Ach, there go my water-works again! I can’t help it. I’m overcome by the beauty and the love of Christmas, and all the Christmases in my life.
This just in from Erlene, a request for I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day. This carol brings a lot of Christmases back to me. I chose the Bing Crosby version.
“Peace on earth, good will to men” will indeed come to pass: for the LORD hath spoken it.
Don’t worry, they’re not really menstruating: they just think and say they are. The fact that it’s totally not true is dismissed as irrelevant.
Back in 2015 a poll found 25% of UK men said they had a “period” once a month; and 58% of their female “partners” believed them (https://leeduigon.com/2015/11/19/bizarre-25-of-male-brits-think-they-have-man-periods/). “Coo, love, I can’t do anything with Charlie when it’s his time o’ month…”
How did this happen? I wonder what the numbers would be if they took the poll again today, three years later. “One in five British men believes himself to be pregnant…” On second thought, don’t ask.
Heidi asked for this one, the first request this morning: God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen. I opted for this by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band–there’s something about their 18th-century sound that goes just right with this hymn.
Requested by Erlene, A Christmas Alleluiah, sung by Chris Tomlin with some help from his friends–keep those carols coming, folks. We defy the un-wisdom of this fallen world. Christ the Savior is born!
No, they’re not related to mud puppies. These are fuzzier, and don’t have gills.
Dogs and puppies love snow–well, the ones in this video do. Reminds me of how deliriously happy it used to make me when it snowed a lot and school was called off for the day.