Coon Cat?!

So there's a cat what lives in my neighborhood. Except, it's a raccoon.

But really, it's a cat. But I could'a swore it was a raccoon.

So I, being the sharp wit that I am, dubbed it 'Coon Cat.'

Turns out, that's a real cat. The Maine Coon Cat. It's even their state cat. Who knew?

Revelation

A Vision of Our World

as presented to

OMG=121

by

AN-S-R

on

XX-VII-MMIX

1. The zombies are coming! I don't know how or when, but they are coming...

2. They want BRAINS.

3. Fear clouds my vision; many die.

4. We must get to the Church

To check on Bob Dylan.

5. We arrive; the church is empty.

The People are led into the Great Hall.

Sanctuary.

6. Upon the hill, we find his head.

7. An announcement is made:

8. "The Zombie's ate Bob Dylan's mind."

9. and we weep...

10. Earlier = A concert is held and I am on stage.

He has given me the lyrics, and a guitar to use.

11. He signs the lyrics sheet as a souvenir.

12. "Mr. Dylan, may I keep the guitar?"

"No; I only have one."

13. Back = I explore an attic above the stage, and find guitar pedals.

All I ever wanted and more.

14. But they can't keep the zombies away!

15. We must leave this Island!

16. Bring 9-volt batteries!

END.

Nov. Ord. Anser.

AMN-AUM-HONK.

It's 5.09 on a Sunday Morning.

My name is Andrew and my bedroom is a mess.

Church starts in 4 hours and 50-scratch that-49 minutes.

This is a time capsule. A snapshot. A fragment of my past immortalized in the annals of the Interwebs.

The sound of my computer running aggravates me, but the I know not what I shall use to drown it out.

This choice could possibly change my life.


I now have 4 hours and 46 minutes until church starts.

I wonder who I'll be by then.