Signs and Profound Announcements

It's been a day of written signs for me. I have no idea why I took more notice of them today but fact is, I did.

The first one was when I was going to the Damansara Specialist Centre with Nat. I noticed beside a house, a home painted sign which said, "NO DOG SHIT". Seriously. I could have pissed myself laughing on the spot. I do understand the feeling of frustration this poor house owner is feeling. I myself have debated the wisdom of a number of actions I could follow regarding my problem with the cats in my neighbourhood.

The first is to shoot them and bury them in the garden. Instant fertilizer. The obvious flaw in my plan: no gun. I also had intended to murder these pesky pussies and stick their little heads on spikes in front of their owners' houses. The trouble is of course, I would have to figure out how to kill them and I also don't think I can stomach decapitating cats in the back yard. AND after that I'd have to identify which cat belonged to which house.

Ding! Dong! Excuse me? Is this your cat? Yes? Splork! Splork? That's the sound of a cat head being stuck on a spike. Not likely to happen.

I had also thought of leaving out poison so that the cat would eat it and go back and die in their own houses saving me disposal issues.

I didn't use to hate cats. Now I positively despise them. My garden shed, front porch and back yard smells of cat pee and my garden smells of cat crap. My walls and drain pipes are muddy with cat prints. Our cars are left with paw prints and scratches. They yowl and fight all fucking night.

If I owned a shot gun I'd have very healthy plants.

The whole problem is that pet owners just won't be responsible for their pets. These cats in the first place should not be allowed to be running around pissing off the neighbours. I've had my umbrellas, shoes, gardening gloves, boxes, and porches pissed on. Anyone know what cat pee smells like? It fuckin' stinks okay? And not to say I've been mean to any cats. One cat give birth to kittens on my back porch. I let it stay there until it was ready to take the kittens away. I'm really irritated with the owners of the neighbourhood cats though.

Okay! Next sign. At the Damansara Specialist Centre itself. Saw this guy smoking outside the building in a quiet corner. I didn't at first see a No Smoking sign. Then I did. He was standing on it. Whether he ripped it off the wall and stood on it to hide the evidence, I dunno. But it was a sight to see anyway. LOL!

Next was a car outside the Specialist Centre. It had Classic Mecca Cola advertising all over it. And a Halal sticker.... Halal cola? Is there such a thing?

The third sign was at a bank where I went to open an account immediately after leaving the Specialist Centre. It was one that, to me, was very Japanese in the Super Happy Fun kind of way. I verified my thumb print to my IC. I would have expected the message on screen to say "Positive Match" or "Verified". It didn't. It said "Triumphant Match"! Why, I'm not quite sure!

Anyway, it's late. I should be getting some sleep. Night all!