Tuesday Man Ray!
Doo dee doo dee doo ... Oh HAI everybody ! It's me, Man Ray (but you can call me Ray ... or you can call me Jay ... or you can call me RJ ... but you doesn't hasta call me Johnson.) Do you get that refer ence ? I don't. MomKatt said it was funny, though. She said some of you might get it. ANYWAY ... Here I am this morning. What am I doing, you might ask (aside from the obvious which is sitting on the dinin g room table)? Well, I am waiting patiently for MomKatt to fix her breakfast. And bring it right here - to this very spot - at the table. 'Cause you know what I do then? I try to filch it! It's not that I d on't want MomKatt to eat - I do! If she doesn't eat, the n she'll be come weak and feeble and won't be able to give us our gooshy f ood and other tasty snacks. Howeve r, if she doesn't want me or Rachel to attempt said food "filching", she ought not to fix foods that smell so good! In the ...