Here another Saturday night and I ain't got nobodyFrankenstein—GREAT name for a cat!
I got some money 'cause I just got paid
How I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way
Another fella told me he had a sister who looked just fine
Instead of being my deliverance, she had a strange resemblance
to a cat named Frankenstein
"If birthdays fell from the sky like Saturdays shaped like saxophones, I’d learn how to play the flute on Tuesdays."
Jarod Kintz, This Book Title is Invisible
What the fuck does that even mean?! Love it but,...damn!
"Hands up if you’re ready to do something you’ll regret this weekend. Go forth! You have my blessing."
Thank you dear, I'll do my best.
"If Sunday is the Lord's day, then Saturday belongs to the Devil. It is the only night of the week when he gives out Free passes to the Late show at the Too Much Fun Club."
~Hunter S. Thompson
"After luncheon the sun, conscious that it was Saturday, would blaze an hour longer in the zenith,...”
~Marcel Proust, Swann's Way
"Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort."
Yet I’m preparing to leave home and head into Cambridge for the day. Warum? The Cambridge River Festival is today. I haven’t been to it since I had a table, selling my pots and sculptures there. Yes, it’s been a thousand and one half years. I want to get there early enough for a good spot to watch the People’s Sculpture Race. Yes, camera’s in my bag—I hope to capture some wildly, awesome shit.
By the by, that's Princess Coco at left and, at right, Rocco, the ex-feral warrior prince.
A little nonsense now and then, is cherished by the wisest men.
~Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator