What we do in the shadows


Why is it I suspect Sam drinks my whiskey and smoke my cigars when I am not around?

(Only kidding — I don't smoke cigars!)


The Inner Lives of Cats

Hard to tell...



I think social confinement has been getting to him...

Is he spending too much time online following the ruminations of Henri, the existentialist cat?



Or too much time watching the news—or what, sadly, passes for news in this day and age?

I mean, all the gutter politics can't be good for him.



The truth of the matter is that cats know better than that.



Maybe I am just anthropomorphizing...

Law of the Land

Is is wrong that I am taking a perverse pleasure in entering a bank, walking to the teller and asking for money—with a mask on?

 

What?

 

It's the law of the land, isn't it?