After spending some 10 hours hunched over colourful pieces of felt, trying not to poke myself with a needle so tiny it’s almost invisible, I have produced a masterpiece!

For certain it will bring me much fame and fortune, considering the hefty investment I have paid out in blood and sweat, totalling $2.50 in materials and 10 hours in labour.

Behold… THE SLICE OF STRAWBERRY CAKE.

Generously garnished with two blueberries and an entire strawberry.

And three dollops of what is meant to be cream.

And little red specks ito simulate… something worthwhile, I’m sure.

Perhaps the only foil to my plans for world domination would be the fact that I ran out of yellow thread halfway through.

But genius cannot be kept waiting! I was too impatient to wait till I could get more yellow thread.

So I used red thread.

At the very most, I am sure I can convince my admirers and/or generous patrons of art that the red is merely strawberry sauce leaked through.

I also ran out of white thread to stitch up the top part of the cake where the cream is, so I used purple thread.

Blueberry sauce.

Piece of cake!

In point of fact, I just wanted to have the darned thing over and done with because making endless stitches is excruciatingly mind-numbing and backbreaking.

And now that it’s done, I have no idea what to do with it.

I can hardly eat it, can I?

Bummer.

This is one of those videos I can watch a hundred times and still laugh every time.

Comedian Eddie Izzard’s stand-up piece is hilariously interposed with LEGO stop animation. You’ll love it if you like Star Wars.

Death Star Canteen

Minou the Ragdoll kitty is Minou my friend’s namesake. Yes, it’s confusing when someone names herself after her pet.

Anyway, today’s post is about Minou the kitty.

She recently scratched herself bloody at her neck and had to wear a cone to prevent herself from continuously scratching at the wound.

She really hated it and would bite through it whenever no one was looking. I’m not quite sure how she did it but according to Minou (the person), she managed to destroy, like, two cones.

So they bought her booties, instead.

Pet booties come in fours, obviously, but pictured here are only three because Minou managed to shake one off and hide it so that no one could find it.

(She was only made to wear one, on the paw that wouldn’t stop scratching the wound.)

The booties are so cute, so here are more pictures of them!

Minou grumbles while Minou puts a bootie on her:

Minou is resigned to her fate:

She hates the booties and would sulk and mew pitifully and walk funny when she’s wearing one.

She keeps trying to shake it off!

She’d walk awkwardly for a minute and then sit down to sulk, propping the bootied paw awkwardly against the floor.

(Behind her are cartons for her clawing pleasure.)

She tries a few things. Besides sitting and sulking, she also tries gazing at you pitifully to tell you that she doesn’t like wearing a bootie.

But we only smile at her indulgently and tell her how cute she looks.

So she walks off to sulk some more.

We leave her alone and go play our game.

An hour later, we check on her and her bootie is gone! Again!

That’s the second lost bootie. She only has two left, last I was there.

I think she’s mighty pleased with herself!

Started reading “The Other Boleyn Girl” again, even though I just finished it three weeks ago, even though I have four other books in the series I haven’t touched.

How I squander precious time!

Chong recommended this lolsite with the funniest user-created graphs.

This one reminds me of the Goonfather:

Click to view.