Several weeks ago, I posted a heart-warming story about the cat that often hangs out in my yard, and asked readers to give the cat a name.The winner was JaryMane, who suggested the name "Pickles", which somehow seemed to fit to me given that the "Pickle Man" is one of my favorite starting hands to play in Texas Hold'Em (**privileged insider information). In any case, I subsequently commissioned JaryMane to write a song in honor of Pickles the Cat, to be sung to the tune of Winnie the Pooh -- this is what she came with:
Pickles the cat
Pickles the cat
Furry little feline I'll make you fat
it's Pickles the cat
Pickles the cat
DW's sorta kinda maybe pet....
The lyrics appear to be largely inspired by JaryMane's sense that it was horrible that I wasn't actually feeding the cat (Line 3 in particular seems to be wishful thinking). In fact, JaryMane even decided to forgo her payment for the song (which was going to be SUBSTANTIAL, btw) under the condition that "you have to make Pickles a bowl now. That was part of the deal."
Make Pickles into a bowl? That's gross! But OK JaryMane, whatever you say...
Pickles the cat
Furry little feline I'll make you fat
it's Pickles the cat
Pickles the cat
DW's sorta kinda maybe pet....
The lyrics appear to be largely inspired by JaryMane's sense that it was horrible that I wasn't actually feeding the cat (Line 3 in particular seems to be wishful thinking). In fact, JaryMane even decided to forgo her payment for the song (which was going to be SUBSTANTIAL, btw) under the condition that "you have to make Pickles a bowl now. That was part of the deal."
Make Pickles into a bowl? That's gross! But OK JaryMane, whatever you say...
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Several weeks ago? Hi, it was in 2008.
And I love JaryMane, in spite of never actually having met her, but I feel like your love of the dill masterpiece blinded you to my entry.
Hey now, I'm trying to pretend that I haven't taken a big mental vacation recently and that my recent blog entries are reasonably spaced mere days apart. Thanks for shattering the illusion.
Indeed, "Flavio" was a great suggestion, but can you eat it? I think not.
I beg to differ.
"Meaning: Its source is a Latin expression meaning "Golden yellow."
Languages: This boy's name is used in Italian.
Variant Forms: Flaviano
Feminine Forms: Flavia
Narrative: This name is derived from the ancient Roman family name Flavius. The name suggests that its early bearers were blonds.
Members of this house included the Roman emperor Vespasian and his sons (and successors) Titus and Domitian."Golden yellow sounds a LOT LIKE CORN.
this post made my night.
if pickles has a friend, you can name him taco.
Knowing both you and jarymane, this whole conversation a) did not surprise me in the least, and b) provided much needed humor for the night. :)
I love DW, I love Esbee, I love Sarah South and I love blindblonde (who really does have the best blog name of all time). But most of all, I love Pickles. Feed him. But not tuna, it's bad for ecosystems. Can cats be vegan?
PS Esbee, once I saw you at simply yummy while getting coffee pre-class, but didn't say hi because that it seemed creepy, and also because you were in conversation. But I did stare and smile (right, because that's not creepy), and then marked "sight Esbee at Simply Yummy" off of my "things to do while in Winston list"
We should play hold-em more often.
the pickles song is officially stuck in my head as of this morning
Pickles! Just like the bad restaurant in Champaign. Love it.
Awww.... Pickles... I should have known that there were other sentimental reasons that I chose that name...
JARYMANE! Why didn't you come over?!? Oh,, it makes me sad not to have had the chance to say hi. :( :( :(
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