As some of you may know, my little friend Tucks had to be put down just a few days after I arrived in Korea. I was heartbroken for a few days but, ultimately, I was glad that he wasn’t suffering anymore. He’d been sick for quite some time and, in hindsight, I’m certain he was probably in the early stages of his cancer when he first showed up at my doorstep last June. So, I’m glad that he got to live like a king among cats for the last part of his life and I thought I’d share a few of the multitude of pictures I snapped of him. On a side note, it’s okay if you judge me for posting a bunch of pictures of my cat; Mr. Tucks was worth it.
I know none of you ever met Tucks, but seriously this cat was one of a kind. I was in my bedroom praying one morning (not for a cat, just to be clear) and I looked out my bay window to see this striking black and white tuxedo cat wandering around the yard. He looked well-fed and, save for a mite problem in his ears, seemed very healthy. He came right up to me and instantly started hugging my hand in the way that cats hug and we were instant besties. Continue reading
I thought everyone might be interested to know, in brief, that I’ve been laughing non-stop for the past ten minutes. At what?, you ask. Well, this afternoon, I came screeching to the revelation that I have, in fact, and without realizing it, been both saying and singing it wrong for my entire life. What’s even more humorous to me, moreso than my illogical error, is my consistent failure to notice that illogicality.
What on Earth am I talking about?, you ask. Well, the song “The Twelve Days of Christmas,” that’s what. See, today I realized that when singing that time-honored Christmas hymn, one does not say, “On the first day of Christmas, my true love said to me…” Rather, one says, “On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me” (or gave). I realized that upon discovering, quite randomly, that the former makes absolutely no sense whatsoever and I’m truly at a loss as to how that never occurred to me.
Don’t we all?
WHAT IS “SUBTWEETING” ANYWAY?
Technically, I guess, this sort of thing could be classified as “subtweeting” were it on Twitter. Heard of it? It’s a passive-aggressive way to confront someone by indirectly tweeting about them. Take, for example, Sandra, who is annoyed with her boyfriend, Jake, because she’s convinced he never listens to her; instead of sitting down and talking about the situation with Jake, she takes to Twitter and tweets: “WHAT IS IT WITH MEN?!?! It’s seriously like they never even listen! #WeHaveFeelingsToo”.
The true subject of Sandra’s tweet is left intentionally ambiguous so that it becomes awkward for Jake, who follows her on Twitter, to respond in the public forum that is the Twitterverse. What’s the end result? Well, a lot of things, and none of them good. Even so, there are many reasons this post doesn’t fit the bill of a massive subtweet and for reasons which should become clearer as we go.