Monday, September 26th 2011 - Book 124 - In some bookmaking scene I no longer own, a week or so back Pip the Evergreen Jungle Cat returned to the domestication of his feeding dish in typical Pip fashion, meowing at the door at 4 in the morning. "Welcome back Pip, you asshole!" I like to think the camera brings out his true self: Pip the Jungle Cat a.k.a. Agent of the Dark Lord Satan.
After I finished this book made from a box I dumpster-dived on my first romantic getaway in Walla, Walla with Emily, I drove the 20+ miles in to North Bend to resupply, do laundry, and call my sweetie. I missed her so much, I waited until seven o' clock (reading in the park) until she got home, and then we talked until nine...before I finally gave in and decided to take the long, bumpy ride back to the cabin. On a technical note, this is is fine looking book with some good shots of Pip and I hanging together inside taking advantage of my firewood-gathering scenes.
PROP COSTS: $10.40 + (STORYTIME WORKED: 3hrs 6min x OUR EXCHANGE RATE (based on fed minimum wage): $7.25) = $32.88