Believe it or not, there is such a thing as a mere coincidence. This is the story of one such coincidence.
The other day I posted this photo to Instagram:
I often send my Instagram photos to my Flickr, because I’m old school and despite Yahoo!‘s death spiral I still really love Flickr. I even have a Flickr widget on my sites and at some point and time I hope to get back into doing some things with my Rebel DLSR. I also posted this photo to just Flickr:
On Christmas Eve, in the finest tradition of the season, I got Chinese take-out. I posted this photo to both Instagram and Flickr:
Needless to say, someone reading the site glanced over to the Flickr widget and happened to notice something that is PURE (albeit, somewhat comedic) coincidence:
No.
My cat Twitter is NOT “Superb Chinese Food“.
Nor did I eat my cat for Christmas Eve dinner in lieu of getting Chinese turkey (aka duck).
Really.
For that matter, I had General Tso Chicken. Interesting aside about General Tso Chicken… General Tso himself never actually ate it. There’s this great documentary called The Search For General Tso which explores the deep history of both the man and the dish. The documentary actually goes further than the title insinuates and delves into how Chinese food as an ethnic cuisine transformed itself to fit the tastes of westerners in order to make it more appealing. I found it absolutely fascinating and hope for a sequel, perhaps along the lines of Looking For The Egg In The Egg Roll?, because that’s a mystery that (at times) keeps me up at night. It’s available on Netflix and Amazon
So… as proof that Tweety is alive and well, I offer this as proof of life…
She is (I am happy to say) alive, well, and being her usual obnoxiously adorable self.
I’ll be uploading new photos to Flickr shortly to dispel the rumors of her demise.
One of the things I used to have to do in my job was perform respirator fit tests. The process involved a mask, a big space hood, and vaporized saccharine. The mask went on, the hood went over, and I’d spray the saccharine while making people do things. If they tasted the sweetness, they failed. If they did everything and didn’t taste the sweetness, they passed.
It’s not an easy decision to make to send a beloved family member on this journey. The benefit from making the decision is that it allows you some time to plan and make sure you can get things in that you want to. I’m happy to say that after some pain medication and steroids to increase her appetite she ate like a champ. She got to go outside without being in a carrier on daily walks and even made a trip to the roof. She ate ribs, turkey, and whipped cream for dinner. She got hugged up on, carried around, and petted copiously. From my perspective, her quality of life the last few days was really great. The problem is that it wasn’t sustainable.
The thing is, whether it be our furry family members or the hoomans around us, we don’t always have the forewarning that the end is nigh. We often take for granted the existence of people and pets in our daily lives. I originally was going to say that “we don’t necessarily have the opportunity to make sure they know how much we appreciate them”… but the truth is that we do have the opportunity.
Now I have to be honest, this was pretty exciting to me since I haven’t been to a movie since July. I really did enjoy the film and the story. I don’t think it’s at all far-fetched of this type of thing happening, although I would like to think that NASA would have a more concrete plan for such an incident occurring when we do send manned missions to Mars. Yes, I said when, because it’s really only a matter of time. If you’re into real science being used well in fiction, then I’d definitely recommend it. 
When Twitter was done, she came out with around 10 less teeth and really frigging adorable photo of her in the recovery room.
Tonight (or actually last night considering when this post is set to publish) I made a journey to the Greenwhich Village area to visit the 
