Abi left me a video comment on facebook …

Abi left me a video comment on facebook (which you can do now) because she thought I would be a good person to show her excitement to for obvious reasons, and in it, she made mention of her poet-laced “excited voice” which isn’t so much excited as a little hyped up.

I kind of didn’t think of it until she said something, just that I don’t usually sound really excited. Especially when I’m excited about art, all you hear is a little twinge behind my voice. However, there are a few things I get really excited about: food and puppies.

In Persona 3, one of the characters is a fucking dog. You can’t even begin to understand how excited I was when I saw it. Yet I’ve never had a dog myself. We have ferrets, and I love them and hop around and play with them, but for some reason, dogs really excite me. I had cats as a kid and mice when I moved out on my own.

The only dogs I don’t like are ones that bark a lot. Last night, cops knocked on our door at midnight because the landlord’s dogs were howling and I guess annoying people enough to have them call the cops. He doesn’t really pay much attention to the dogs and they bark a lot which is annoying since their pen is right by our bedroom.

I’d like to get a dog eventually, but it’s hard to treat one right in the city.

One of my friends told me this morning a…

One of my friends told me this morning about Michael Bessigano, a guy from Indiana whose run-ins with the police are the reason they now have laws against bestiality there. He’s been arrested for fucking a chicken while killing it in a motel room. He’s been arrested and sentenced to a couple of years for possessing animal pornography. While in jail before, he would paint stripes on himself and draw pictures that referred to himself as the master of cats. He says he fucked dead animals as a child.

The dude is buttfuck nuts is where I’m going with this.

Anyway, he also has said he’s an animal trapped in a human body. The thing that bugs me here is that a cat would kill a chicken, but I don’t think it would fuck and kill it at the same time. I don’t know.

If you were really a cat, you’d be sitting on the floor drinking milk or off trying to stalk down birds out of trees, not renting hotel rooms for fuckin’-n-killin’ a chicken. I think my friend Matt put it best, “He’s got an animal inside him? Cut him up and let it out.”