In Which This Cat is an Accurate Metaphor For My Brain at the Moment
Posted on December 9, 2018 Posted by John Scalzi 13 Comments
Me: Hey, brain, I think I’d like to write a Whatever piece.
Brain: Eh… I’d rather not, thanks.
Me: But people are clamoring to know my opinion about many things!
Brain: Are they? Really?
Me: I assume so!
Brain: Then they’ll still be clamoring later, won’t they?
Me: But — my thoughts on politics!
Brain: “He’s guilty and a Russian stooge.” I mean, that’s hardly even a tweet.
Me: … okay, you got me there.
Brain: Thought so. Look, post a cat picture, it’ll be fine.
Me: But that’s lazy!
Me: … I see your point.
Brain: I thought you might.
Me: Fine, but you’ll be back to work tomorrow, right?
Brain: We’ll see.
But you can never go wrong with a good cat pic.
You have effectively summarized my entire weekend, sir – cat picture and all.
You know, after the year you’ve had, you’d be entirely reasonable to just take the rest of the year to enjoy your family and cuddle your cats. Not saying I wouldn’t miss your posts here, mind you, just that you’ve been running full throttle for a long, long time and it would be a healthy and prudent thing for you to have some down-time for a couple-three weeks or so. Cat photos, while not as intellectually stimulating as your commentary, are always a perfectly acceptable alternative for us to enjoy while you decompress.
We haven’t seen Smudge lately, methinks.
You mean your brain looks adorable when it’s asleep? I did not know this!
On my left, two envelopes to stuff. On my right, a small pile of mail to sort. It’s been this way all afternoon. My blog, if I had the ambition to maintain one, would be called ‘Whenever…’
Scarlett was right, tomorrow is another day.
Col. Snuggledorf has a point, you’re due some down time. Tale pictures, play the ukulele, pet cats, enjoy your home and family. Read stuff for fun! When your brain’s had enough of that it will let you know, but if it meows I don’t want to hear about it.
Lazy Sunday, my favorite kind of Sunday. They come highly recommended.
Well, they (the omniscient, all-wise “they”) do say that we become more and more like our pets with time.
I have parrots!
This can’t be good.
pax / Ctein
I’m definitely clamoring, but also quite tired and know that a well rested mind will come up with more effective snark about the various issues.
Get some sleep, you’ve earned it!
I’m with many of the other people here; take some down time and enjoy the holidays. Heaven only knows you will undoubtedly have plenty of fodder for comment in the upcoming year.
*rolls out of the trap door above the basement* art? Writing? But I’m a cheerleader, r, I meant femmeish sometimes presentational nipple haver fox?!
Ditto what everyone else is saying.
Also? CUTE IS THAT CAT.