Kit for Cat_Home for Christmas_What a Crock of S**t._Nine Lives Electronics
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Kit for Cat
Let me tell you about Linus. Came in here like he ran the place on day one—started playing with my kids, snuggling with my wife. Even Lucy (our six-year-old terrier mix) connected with him, all while I endured months of him berating me verbally every day while they were away.Of course, my allergies didn’t help, but it wasn’t all that. He took the spotlight from me. I’m the head of this household. Dad. Paterfamilias. And he was just a sad looking runt from the city who needed a new home. Thanks to the twisted fates of the universe, it had to be our home.The kids begged for years to get a cat. I...
Home for Christmas
I smile to myself softly as Quentin loudly sings into the karaoke machine. This party has become something I look forward to every year. There’s something about celebrating the holidays with coworkers that makes me feel closer to them. I think about what will be there when I get home tonight. An apartment without a tree, with no presents. I’ve never been a huge fan of Christmas, but this party makes me want to be. I zone out, thinking about the Christmases of my childhood. My dad was always really into Christmas, setting up the lights and getting the gifts and everything that came with it. Chr...
What a Crock of S**t.
Well that is a year of my life I'll never get back.A thought Simon never thought he would have.Years he spent, the ideas niggling his brain.Constantly on fire, looking for inspiration.He found it.He found it on the bus.He found it on the train.Never on a plane.Eureka!Simon set himself up at his desk and got to work.Finally, thought Marjorie, his long suffering wife.Finally, she can get on with her life.The book caused nothing but strife.The constant agitated toe tapping catching on her ear, replacing the ticking of the clock that seemed to get louder each year.Simon had finally done it! Put pe...
Nine Lives Electronics
TW: the occasional no-no wordTo all our loyal customers…After four decades of serving Third Street, we’ve lost the gowww.onedoor.ccod fight. To all the D&Ders, the Smashaholics, the Arcadians, the Mangaphiles, the Funkolites that kept us alive during our times of service, thank you. Meeting you is truly what’s made our time worthwhile. We’ve been everything from a safe space for geek culture to a tourist spot featured on AV4N News to finally a time capsule for memories nobody can uproot. If we know you all like we think we do, you’ll find your feet somewhere else, but for all the days we stood next to each...