Confessions of Suckitude

It's been a busy new year, and so the Prof hasn't scolded me for not updating. In fact, he's been super busy too!

I applied for a new job (sh! Don't tell my boss!) and this required the construction of a new suit. The prof was surprised by the style that I chose, as you can see from his expression here (he's examining the pattern instructions that I'm holding off-camera).

Later he resolved himself to assist me as much as possible--after all, a better job for me means better digs for him, right? So check him out making sure that the pattern pieces don't get dislodged.

It's really good of him to take time out of his busy schedule to help me, and it's most appreciated.

(I haven't yet gotten a call for an interview for this particular job, but we're holding out hope. He would like the town we're looking into moving to. Should I not get it, at least I'll have a nice suit, and at least I won't be unemployed, right? The Prof has nothing to lose).

Speaking of the Professor's busy schedule, he did take some time off his very intense writing schedule (the thesis has to be done by December of this year, remember) to take some comfortable vacation time behind the papasan.




Yeah, this was a nice snapshot and he was pretty much unprepared for it, so you see the Prof in his "natural" state. Notice that he's snuggled up against the baseboard heater. What you don't see in this shot is one of his (many) comfortable sleepy-boxes, which also sits behind the papasan (and is behind him)--it's one that doesn't have anything in it at all. Very utilitarian, but at least it's warm, which is why he likes it.






And today while I'm fiddling on the computer you can see the Professor assisting with mouse movement. I like the way he uses his tail for support, balancing it on the printer while he guides my hand. He's so efficient!!

Life Is Short

The Professor doesn't like to waste time. He's got too many things to do in a day. But he also knows that he's got to be aware of world events--he does plan to take over the world, after all--so he always takes the time to watch the news. Note that he keeps his scratchy-board next to the telly so he can reach over and give his claws a good workout when commercials come on. All efficience, that's the Professor.


And speaking of efficience, the Professor's most recent project involved his being spooked by something unseen, and inadvertently losing his footing on the desk, which caused a loud spillage of objects from the desk to the floor. Our intrepid photographer reached the site only in time to see the Professor returning to examine the damage he'd caused. He did not, for the record, seem particularly displeased.

The Latest Project

The Professor never lets a day go by without doing something of note--work on his thesis, usually, but sometimes he likes to play around with DIY projects around the house. Projects such as the one noted to the right.

The Professor assured his HO that the stripey curtains were "dissing him" and he was in the process of thrashing them when the merlot curtains joined in the fray and he was obliged to climb to the top to cut off their means of support. He's only twelve pounds, but Professor Furpants packs a wallop when he comes up against drywall plugs.

Today his HO ran out to the local hardware shop to locate some Poly Filla and new, stronger drywall screws. With luck the curtains can be up before nightfall, and the HO can resume running around the place in her underpants (so the fellow in the opposite apartment who sits on his balcony and stares, won't have anything to look at. Except curtains.).

For everyone's entertainment, here's a shot of the Professor napping after his morning exertions. Aesthetics don't interest him so much, so he's losing no sleep over the lopsided curtain rod, and he rather enjoys having nothing blocking the sunshine from coming in.

Introduction to Professor Furpants

The Professor was just four weeks old when he was taken from an early foster home, and moved in with the Human Overlord who gave him a "name". At the time the HO had another cat in the house, whose bad temper merely amused the young Professor, who had already set his eyes on world domination. He spent hours chasing her irritably-flicking tail and biting her sensitive paws. In return, she taught him that there is no difference between "play-fighting" and "fighting", a philosophy that the Professor embraces to this day.

There were further upheavals in the Professor's life; he was obliged to make several moves when he was young, as his HO's life was altered by several events outside the Professor's "caring" range. Through it all he continued with his passion--studying Human Overlords and their society--and biting anyone who came within the reach of his teeth, including his mentor-cat.

His HO disrupted his life, and that of his mentor, by daring to leave the country, ostensibly for "work". During the nearly five years she was gone, the Professor's mentor tragically passed away, and the Professor was left alone in the world. It was a dark time for him; he was forced to co-habitate with people and cats he didn't know. His studies faltered and he did no work on his thesis.

The Professor's HO returned home at last, and after a short period during which he (and his HO) continued co-habiting with the two Humans and two cats, he and his HO finally moved into a suitable mountaintop lair. The Professor's studies are back on track and he hopes to complete his thesis by the end of 2009.