Best of cats on the internet

Tonight, I realized something: there is a lot of stuff on the internet. Including a bunch of ridiculous, funny, and/or adorable stuff about cats. So, keeping true to the random nature of this blog, here is a sampling of just a few tidbits:

Cute kitten falling asleep
Sooo sleepy!

Nyan cat
See if you can make it through the whole thing!

The original laughing cat
I dare you not to laugh!

Suprised kitty

Utter cuteness
So sweet!

Whack-a-kitty
Best game ever.

That's all. Enjoy! :)

Do something.

This evening, while watching a House episode that I'd missed, via Hulu, I saw a shorter version of the below video, and found it compelling enough to Google the initiative later on.

 

I'm glad that in another video on the site, it was indicated that we (as a planet) have much more than enough food to feed everyone. Which is true. There actually is plenty of food to go around. It's a matter of food distribution. Some have so much more than we need, while others have not nearly enough.

I'm not going to wax philosophical or political or any other -ical about the reasons why. This is about doing something about it.

If there's some other organization you prefer to support, other than the World Food Programme, then go for it. Do your research, ask your friends, find one that you trust or has a particular focus that is close to your heart. And yeah, spread the word too-- that's important.

But don't use any of the above as excuses not to actually do something. Like, right now. And unless that means you are about to physically go out and do something-- hop a plane or train, boat or car, or walk down to the homeless family on the corner and serve up some chow-- then that means giving your money. Sorry, but that's how it is. So skip your donut, or your coffee, or heck, your lunch even, and just do it. No excuses.

Because it could have been my niece or nephew who died of hunger or dirty water or another easily preventable illness today, but it wasn't. Just because of where they were born. So I get to be grateful for that, but sometimes saying thanks isn't enough. Sometimes being grateful means looking out for somebody else's niece or nephew or son or daughter or brother or sister or mother or father, even if you don't know that somebody and never will.

Because it's what we're supposed to do.

"I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat." (Matt 25:35)

Things I am looking forward to once I am done with Organic Chem II

Assuming, of course, that I pass it. Because if I don't, and need to take it over again, well then, some of these things are just going to have to get bumped.

In no particular order, at all:

1. Taking a very long nap with a very furry cat on a very comfy futon.
2. Getting the mother of all Yogurtland concoctions. I'm talking the big-size container, piled high with toppings. Well, actually, maybe I'll just go for two. I've earned it.
3. Spring cleaning.
4. Catching up on maybe 6 months or so's worth of National Geographic, 5280, and Vegetarian Times.
5. Spending lovely, summery evenings and weekends outside somewhere, instead of inside studying or in class.
6. Getting to spend more time preparing for my marathon relay (next week!) and Warrior Dash later in the summer.
7. Having time to cook up some delicious food more often.
8. Getting to the post office, seeing as I currently have parcels laying around, waiting various lengths of time to be mailed to my favorite two-year-olds and my mom.
9. Taking part in the work kickball team.
10. Promptly forgetting everything I ever knew about organic chemistry. :)

Matthew 5:44

I'll keep this post short, as this is just a few thoughts I'm having while I'm listening to the pundits speculate on the circumstances and consequences of Osama bin Laden's death-- and watching my facebook news feed quickly convert to about 90% posts about this news.

Statements like these (And I don't mean to call anyone out in particular-- but if you mind, well, you did put it out there):

"Osama is getting the grand tour from Hitler! Satan has another roommate!!"
"Bin Laden: Sucks to be you!!!!"
"Ding dong the witch is dead... good riddance Osama Bin Laden."
"Wow. Fire fight to capture the sack of shit. Imagine being the hero that got him. Amazing..... Let the savages get mad, and try to come over again."
"good riddance!"


All of the above statements were from people who profess-- at least on facebook and, in the cases where I have had opportunity to witness this, in their personal lives as well-- to be followers of Christ. And I just cannot picture him saying any of the above. At all. Like, ever.

God loves Osama bin Laden as much as he loves me. And is probably really really sad about how he spent his life, and that now that it is over he has no more opportunity to change that.


Meanwhile I'm seeing many much milder, more reflective and balanced responses posted by non-Christians.


Why?

I find it ridiculous that I feel the need to clarify that of course I don't support anything bin Laden did. Of course I am glad if this does indeed help lead to a decline in terror operations and loss of lives. Of course I am glad that he is no longer in operation, even if I would've rather seen that happen through his capture. 

But why do I have to feel giddily joyful, gleeful, vengeful? Why should I have to rejoice over someone's assumed place in hell? Are you kidding me?

Christians really break my heart sometimes. No wonder we're so good at keeping people from seeing Christ. We can be such terrible reflections of him when we're not being careful.