Let No One Say I Do Not Obey the Law

As we all know, by both state and federal law any new blog or blog returning from hiatus or other down time must, within 72 hours of resumption, post a picture of a cat, or suffer severe penalties. So here you are. And as a bonus, there’s a dog in it too — not required by federal and state law, but always a good thing.

Go hog wild, people.

26 Comments on “Let No One Say I Do Not Obey the Law”

  1. I thought there was a requirement that the cat be doing Something Cute: standing with its head in the dishwasher saying “I CAN HAS LEFTEDOVERS PLZ KTHXBAI”, say, or sleeping with its head on a teddy bear, or lying like hairy seat cover over something improbable, like a black hole or an Abrams tank.

  2. O Horrible Scalzi, you have made my eyes melt like a Nazi at the end of “Raiders of the Lost Ark”.

    I am shrieking in terror at the sight of the demented and hideous beast, with it’s bad breath, matted coat, and saliva dripping maw.

    Welcome to The New We HATE Ghlaghghee Fan Club!

    //I’m trolling for Changs. Hee :-)

  3. I had a weird epiphany a few weeks ago:
    Despite my life-long declarations that I hate them and all other animals, as soon as I get my own place, I really want a cat.

  4. Isn’t there also some kind of law that says upon return from hiatus you must also post content that invokes Godwin’s law?

    Ah, nevermind. I see it, the cat is wearing a Nazi uniform.

  5. O Fairly Decent Scalzi, you can do better. The Executive Committee of The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club has some useful suggestions:

    One. More resolution and better lighting. The Beauteous Ghlaghghee, while of course capable of overcoming your poor photographic skills, should not be placed under undue strain.

    Two. If you’re going to photoshop, please remove the anteater-thing in the background. Give it its own picture, if you must:

    http://www.aoc.nrao.edu/~dking/photos/Pugilist%20Anteater–Monteverde%201-94.jpg

    Three. Another two or three dozen pictures of Her over the next few days will be the correct thing to do. Also, it will test your service provider’s capabilities. You might as well find out now if they’re up to the task.

    The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club

  6. As a member of the Wonderful Kodi Fan Club, I appreciate the picture. Ghlaghghee is a nice looking cat, as cats go, but the picture of Kodi is Very Nice.

    Jeri, are you a member of the Wonderful Kodi Fan Club too?

  7. J: Despite my life-long declarations that I hate them and all other animals, as soon as I get my own place, I really want a cat.

    You realize that hate is really a form of love, right? :)

    I concur about the lack of Lopsided Cat images. Surely he’s feeling rather neglected by now.

  8. The Executive Committee also agrees that pictures of Mighty Lopsided Cat would be in order.

    The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club, unanimously, has just passed the following resolution:

    Resolved, that a picture of Her Radiance and His Mightiness together be presented to the readership of the Whatever for worship.

    Further resolved, that this glorious event take place immediately.

    The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club

    PS – Anteater-Thing Appreciation Society – perhaps not cool, but riotously funny nevertheless.

  9. I seem to remember having some position of slackitude in The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club. Whatever I’m supposed to do regarding this post, consider it done (lazily with a touch of apathy).

    BTW, I’m having trouble dealing with all this going away and momentously returning you’ve been doing here. I think I’ll go over to ‘Esque and find something inane to comment inanely about.

  10. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me
    Chang O.C., the Original Changsta

    That’s like some kind of band photo, or something.

    Ghlaghghee and Kodi – Straight outta Bradford!

  11. It would have to be in black and white to be a band photo. Especially if we assumed they were doing some sort of mopey rock.

  12. I see that many of the ‘esquers I have come to know are once again back here. It’s nice to have an appreciation of who you actually are. It makes a newby feel at home.

    ‘Course the puppy and kitty pics do that, too!

  13. I am indeed a member of the Kodi Fan Club. I am a dog person – my blog, while only rarely being about actual dogs, is titled “Smug Puppies”.

    My appreciation for cats is aesthetic but allergic. ;)

  14. So, there are more avowed members of the Kodi Fan Club than of the Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club, so perhaps we could ask that the relative count of pictures be in proportion to either the relative weights of the animals in question (which would give us a 10 to 1 advantage) or to the relative avowed members of the two fan clubs (which would give us at least a 2 to 1 advantage).

    Like a good dog, we are sure that the Alpha Male will choose rightly, and again, like a good dog, we don’t insist that the cat does not exist.

    Member,
    The Wonderful Kodi Fan Club

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