My Cat, Wolfgang A. Mozart
– aka Insanity Jones is sick.
I don’t know who or what his trying to take Wolfie away – but be warned
It won’t be easy.
oh and here’s our logo and motto
( so like we’re official now )
ps.
BITE US.


Max put her readers on to these guys –
and wouldn’t you know it?
They had something for me too!
So here it is…today’s
I.B PSA
enjoy!

Little Devin came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. “Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.”
Littl Devin was a bit of a troublemaker. Devin’s mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.
Little Devin, of course, thought he did.
His mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behavior over the last year and write a letter to God and tell him why he deserved a bike for his birthday. Little Devin stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.
LETTER 1:
“Dear God, I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one. Your friend, Devin.”
He knew this wasn’t true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.
LETTER 2:
“Dear God, This is your friend Devin. I have been a pretty good boy this year, and I would like a red bike for my birthday. Thank you, Devin”
He knew this wasn’t true either. He tore up the letter and started again.
LETTER 3:
“Dear God, I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a red bike for my birthday. Devin”
He knew he could not send this letter to God either, so he wrote another letter.
LETTER 4:
“Dear God, I know I haven’t been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a red bike for my birthday. Thank you, Devin.”
Devin knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.
By now, he was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Devin’s mother knew her plan worked because Devin looked very sad.
“Just be home in time for dinner,” his mother said.
Devin walked down the street to the church and up to the altar.
He looked around to see if anyone was there.
He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary and slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and up to his room. He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.
Devin began to write his letter to God
LETTER 5:
“I GOT YOUR MOM
IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN,
SEND THE RED BIKE.
Signed, YOU KNOW WHO”

This story about a woman who found a deformed animal isn’t just weird, it’s disturbing.
CUERO, Texas – …..But the roadkill she found last month outside her ranch was a new one even for her, worth putting in a freezer hidden from curious onlookers: Canion believes she may have the head of the mythical, bloodsucking chupacabra (more here)
No Ma’am, you didn’t find a Chupacabra, I think you came across an animal that’s been mutated and I’m pretty sure we can rule out the possibility that Aliens flew from the other side of the Universe just to mess the DNA of Coyotes.
So MAYBE now would be a good time to bring up the mutated frogs that are turning up in Wisconsin and Minnesota.
Nobody wants to see Mutated Frogs or fish swimming around ( or in some cases looking at you with six eyes or crawling away from you on three legs) – it’s not exactly a sign that your water is in great shape.
So when a land mammal like this turns up, it’s not a warning like the frogs ( see story below)- it’s more like having your Mom stand over you after you pull some stupid stunt and she’s yelling at you in fear and anger ” What did I tell you? Now you don’t have anybody to blame but yourself.”
Personally, I don’t think this animal inspired myths…but I can’t help but to think it is a sign.
We should probably take few seconds to read it.
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Runoff blamed for jump in deformed frogs
Mon Sep 24, 11:08 PM ET
The growing number of deformed frogs in recent years is caused at least partly by runoff from farming and ranching, new research indicates.
Nitrogen and phosphorous in the runoff fuel a cycle that results in a parasitic infection of tadpoles, resulting in loss of legs, extra legs or other deformities, according to researchers led by Pieter Johnson of the University of Colorado, Boulder.
Their findings are being published in this week’s online edition of Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences.
The deformed frogs have been a puzzle for more than a decade, since a group of Minnesota schoolchildren discovered a pond where more than half of the leopard frogs had missing or extra limbs. Suggested causes have ranged from pesticides and increased ultraviolet radiation to parasitic infection.
While parasite infection is now recognized as a major cause of such deformities, the environmental factors responsible for increases in parasite abundance had largely remained a mystery, Johnson said in a statement.
Here’s how the cycle works:
The parasites, called trematodes, have a series of host species.
They grow in snails and become infectious when released by the snails into ponds, where they can infect frog tadpoles, forming cysts in the developing limbs. Water birds eat the frogs and then excrete the parasites back into the ecosystem where they can infect the snails, he explained.
The increasing amount of runoff is fueling a boom in algae growth, the snails eat the algae and also undergo a population explosion, increasing the breeding places for the trematodes.
To test the idea, the researchers built 36 artificial ponds in central Wisconsin and introduced snails. Ponds with added runoff had a 50 percent increase in the snail population compared with those that did not have the extra nutrients.
The research was funded by the National Science Foundation.
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On the Net:
Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences

When I was about 22 I used to go dirt bike riding…a lot.
One summer I almost hit a tree because I didn’t want to run over my friend who had taken a bad spill in front of me.
Anyway I remember just missing the tree and ending up on my back with my bike on top of me and at the time I knew I was fine, but when they pulled my bike up I remember laughing like a jackass and saying, ” whoa…that’s gonna hurt tomorrow ”
Well tomorrow came 20 years later.
So Instead of taking the aspirin or using the heating pad I went out and played with my brand spanking new digital camera.
Playing with my camera involved me chasing my cats around, twisting into weird positions and I wanted to see if I moved around if the picture would still come out clear ( glad to report it does ).
Oh, and I sat in front of the computer catching up on my writing until I realized my legs had gone numb.
All I can say is, ” I’ll be this is going to hurt tomorrow ”

It’s Alive!
Hurray!
My bad….it’s just Sunday coming around again.
Okay God, it’s just me and you here and it’s Sunday – but we’re going to pretend we’re just two people shooting the breeze because I have some non-churchy issues to discuss with you-
so here we go

My friend is a good guy, he helps people even when he’s not feeling so well,
he sets aside his own issues to help people when he could retire and sit on a beach somewhere and toss back Pina Coladas until he has depleted the entire Coconut population from the entire planet Earth.
So explain to me God why someone like that gets a message on his answering machine that prompts him to tell his friends;
“remember, I’d never hurt myself and I’d never walk away from any of you without saying goodbye”
You need to look into that one God.
Next
Someone I know died.
This person used to use their illness to get what they
wanted from people.
This person was shameless
they would say or do anything to get what they wanted from you.
I’m not going to the funeral and when I deleted them
from my e-mail list and phone lists
It felt good
Very Good
I’m going to Hell for that, aren’t I?
Just a heads-up I know that’s going to cost me.
Now, I try to never end our Sunday Chat on a bad
note
I really try to be thankful for the good things in my life
Like my friends
and my family
( which are one in the same to me )
and I’m truly thankful for living in Snohomish County
because stuff like this happens:
A woman in Everett, Washington is trying to sell
some genuine Oscars and the
The Academy of Motion Pictures Arts and Sciences
is sueing to stop her from doing it.
All I can say to them is,
you don’t know what you’re messing with boys and girls
Here in Snohomish we aren’t your regular type Humans.
Saddle up cause it’s going to be a rough ride.
Okay God
I’m going to turn you lose now
I’ll see you next Sunday
try, if it’s at all possible, to do the Mercy thing
some of us are in need of it right now
Later.
I mean no, it’s
” Amen “
and I’ll see you next Sunday
Come Hell or High Water
( IT’S A JOKE !)


I just realized….it’s September.
October is coming.
And before you know it
Halloween
Let’s Dance.
No Let’s
Mash.
I get this e-mail from my friend Mark and in it is this video clip and in part this note from his nephew:
Relatives,
I know you have all already done SO much for my career and I have
constantly asked you to help me with this, that and the other thing.
It has ALL been worth it though.
One of the managers at GOTHAM comedy
club told me last night that in 30 years in the business he has NEVER seen
anyone accomplish as much as I have in as short a time span. I told
him it was only because I have the best family and friends in the world.
That was a lie obviously, but it sounded sincere and compassionate.
The truth is that Its mostly because I am naturally gifted and I make
good use of the “casting couch”.
This gets better….
One little Click HERE and you’ll have a Good Time.
( just an FYI there’s a lot of swearing so you won’t want to play this at work etc )
http://famecast.com/backstage/artist.php?artist_id=5612&video_id=9845