the wonders of the emery cat (as seen on tv)

So if you haven't seen it on tv then the emery cat is a cat scratcher that files at their nails. It has catnip (cat crack) infused in its special card board...thing.

Any ways, we were tired of them clawing their nails on our furniture and floor so we went to the pet shop to get a cat scratcher. HAHA they're wrestling right now! So cute!

Ahem. Back on topic, we went to the pet store and looked around and found this emery cat thing and we thought "Cool. It comes with a toy!" So we bought it.

Also, funny story at the checkout counter. The guy that was checking us out was your typical dude which couldn't find a better job so settled at pet's mart because of his pet pit bull named "Monster Killer" or something that ate stray children for breakfast (obviously I have seen The Sandlot too many times.).

He had the emo look: piercings taking up about every body part on his face and he was just not the spunkiest volunteer in the nursery. Well he almost charged us like a whole 50 bucks more than what we were buying! It was insane! My mom caught that it was hecka too much and he was like, "Oh....better take that off."

My mom was smoking mad. it was really hilarious hearing her complain all the way home but on the verge of annoying.

Anyways, we get home and open the emery cat, hoping that they would use it. We let them out and all they did with it was sniff it and than went crazy over the cheap-o toy that came with it!! The could care less about the awesome scratching post that cost us 20 buckaroo's but went after the stupid feather like it was God or something.

Ugh. and just now, I had to pry Claussen off of the back of the couch!! I actually gave him a yelling! I said "YOU UNGRATEFUL FUZZY MAMMAL!! YOU GET YOUR DANG NAILS ON THAT STUPID EMERY CAT RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME I WILL PULL YOUR NAILS STRAIGHT OUT OF YOUR PAW RIGHT NOW!!"

I picked him up and threw him on the emery board. Then I yelled at him as he flew "IT HAS FREAKING CATNIP!! HOW CAN YOU RESIST DRUGS?!!"

he stood up and walked off.

I feel so unappreciated.

its on...

So I have officially waged war against my friend savanna to see who could make the most random posts.

Sooooooo.....

The pickle danced to the sound of the cave master beatboxing to Michael Jackson when he came to life and made me pancakes. They were marionberry and I hated the blue polka dot dress that Mr. Penguin hiccuped into existence on November 6th 1853. My hair was green then. the sound of hills were filled with photos of Julie Andrews. But then it happened....WHACK!!! He unfell asleep on the tope of the silver mixing bowl with a mountain of cookie dough. AHA! Eureka! Bamboozle! Mukapokkapookapocka!

BEAT THAT!!

Anyways, this week was good. I was just mowing my lawn and Gerard and his enteurage of dudes were outside playing basketball watching me awkwardly mowing my lawn. I was so embarrased because I looked gross and so did my lawn.

I wish that my lawn didn't have any weeds and i never had to mow it cause then I could just be happy in life without ever thinking about my lawn being a downer to my whole neighborhood.

Cause my lawn makes my family look like people who really don't care for their lawn, which is true. But I always know how I get annoyed at people who have icky lawns. So I can just imagine what my neighbors must think of our monstrosity of a lawn. sigh.

Well I'm done and tired

woho

So I;m gonna right something in 2 minutes that will be completely random. Here we go!

So today the chick ate my sandwich that had penguins and polar bears fighting for their live in a sandy wonderland with licorice and pompoms.

Ok thats the bell! gtg

Bloviate...... oh the irony

So I know its been like 15 years since i last blogged. but blogging is like knitting. You get really excited about it for a while and then it gets tiring and you run out of things to say (or knit?) and you just chill for a while. So thats what I did. took a vacation from my blogging relationship.

Anyways, so I went on the random word generator and the random word was "Bloviate."


Hmmmmmm. curious? I think so.

Actually i was really bored with the word and wanted a new one but I was stuck with it. So I went in a dictionary and found out that bloviate means to write and/or speak in a pompous manner. right then I got confused. How can someone tell if your writing pompously. Here let me try. I'm going to type a random sentance and see if it looks pompous.

So I went to the store and bought Mr. Bracher a pineapple but it turns out that he is allergic to them. How sad is that?

.......See? I see no difference in the way i normally write and the way I just bloviated. its a myth.

So also with my adventures into the math world with mr. Bracher, Right now we're learning how to see how many combinations you can make out of something.

EUREKA!!! Is it true? "finally something useful," you might say?

Well its true. Like say you went to this frozen yogurt store and you can pick a type of yogurt, fruit, and nut to go in it. With a special formula, you can find out how many combinations you can make depending on what you can get in each category! I don't know about you but that is always something I wanted to figure out how to do!

Like I would take 4 random numbers and see how many combinations I could get with them. Yes, I know, my mommy thinks I'm special.

So ya. tata for now?

why did i put a question mark after that! sorry! so stupid. its not like I'm gonna die and never see you again. don't want to mislead. ok lets do this right.

*clears throat majestically#

ok. so ya. tata for now!!!!!

YAYA