cats

one of my favorite shows of all time is "newsradio." i quote it a lot and since most people haven't really watched it, they think i'm funny.

there's this one episode where the incompetent matthew earns the chance to go to the new hampshire primaries but of course he ends up not wanting to go to new hampshire and when asked why not he says, "um, ya... i have cats."

i am matthew.

partly because i'm incompetent.

mostly because i had a couple of "i have cats" conversations this weekend.

one of my favorite people was visiting this weekend and during dinner he asked if i was still yearning to move to arizona, land of warmth and sunshine and no winter inversions. 

and also no daylight savings.

i had a very weird, matthewesque reaction to his very natural question where i was like, "um, ya, i have cats." and okay, i don't have cats but i have family, and friends, and neighbors, and a place to live, and stuff to do, and a ziggy.

i doubt lincoln was looking for that fascinating glimpse into my psyche when he asked his question, but there you have it. 

cuz i'm keeping it real.

then yesterday i had a similar reaction. i went to a brunch and listened to, more than participated in, a conversation where these three girls talked about wanting to live outside of the country. they were very enthused. i sat there thinking about how much i don't want to move to a different country and learn a new language and prove that i can make it on my own. 

it would be really interesting and i'm sure it's the thing julia roberts movies are made of, but come on.

i have cats.