Buddy Guy

This is a no pets house which is why Maury is off living the country life. So when the meowing started about an hour ago, I figured it was Nutter on the patio, but I couldn't see her anywhere. Then I figured maybe she was at the back door - the screen is open and the walls are thin... but the plaintive cries began to distract me from Grey's Anatomy so I finally relented and checked the hallway.

No sign of Nutter, I was met instead with a tiny little kitten, who was very happy to have found a person. Where did this guy come from!? I have no idea! I think he's hungry, but I have NOTHING to feed a cat, just nothing. I offered water, but he wasn't interested. He did drink a little milk, which I know is bad for cats but he needed nourishment!! I only gave him a bit.

I'm sure he belongs to somebody in the house (the "no pets?" house) and will find his rightful owner. I already named him Buddy Guy. He is a curious little bugger too and SO CUTE. I just hope he can figure out why I showed him the cookie tin filled with potting soil over in the corner

OH MY GOD HE JUST CLIMBED UP THE WALL! Maybe I should call him Spidey!

Willie

Willies Hands Guitar, originally uploaded by c.e.s..

I have a few more shots of Willie up on flickr and a few very short "video" clips up at youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/user/r0ckergal

He opened with Whiskey River and sailed on from there. Good times.

Let Them Eat CAKE

I've been gettin' my groove on with CAKE for the past few days. This seems appropriate, given my deep deep love for cake.

With CAKE, it's more the trumpets and funky beats that get my attention. There is room to dance in the new apartment.