Posts Tagged ‘kitteh lady’

Daily Batman: Catmobile edition

May 30, 2010


You’re gonna fly away,
Glad you’re going my way
I love it when we’re cruising together.

Cesar Romero and Eartha Kitt get their motors runnin’.

In a kitteh-beetle.

Perfectly normal, perfectly healthy.

Daily Batman: Offer no angles to the wind

May 10, 2010

Advice, Msgr. Tessimond edition.

Take flight and offer no angles to the wind. Escape this earth and its loopholes and pushy windmakers.


Illustration by Tony Parker.

Cats, no less liquid than their shadows, offer no angles to the wind. They slip, diminished, neat, through loopholes less than themselves.
— A. S. J. Tessimond

Daily Batman: Miss Kitty workin’ it, social networking edition

December 9, 2009

Name: Miss Kitty
Sex/Age female, 23
Location: Gotham City, United States
Current Mood: workin’ it! 😉


Robin: Good job that love stuff doesn’t work on me — I’m way too young for that sort of thing!

Yes. Yes it’s age that’s the stumbling block. …


Batman: What about Robin?
Catwoman: Hmmm. . . I know. We’ll kill him.


Robin: Holy caffeine!

(all stills and quotes from “Catwoman Goes to College,” Batman, Season 2, Episode 49. Original airdate February 22, 1967.)

Daily Batman: Did You Know?

November 2, 2009

PSA: Most cats are lactose intolerant. Did You Know?


“Who hasn’t seen adorable illustrations of a kitten lapping at a saucer full of cream?

As with so many romances, the one between cats and dairy isn’t quite what it’s cracked up to be. That’s because even though most cats adore a bit of milk, milk doesn’t always return the affection.” — the WebMD.

I mention this because I am lactose intolerant and I just ate a grilled cheese sandwich. With mayonnaise. I guess mainly I must hate myself. Misery is comfortable because it’s familiar, right?

That sandwich was awesome, though.

Daily Batman: String Theory

September 30, 2009

Playing with balls is good for relieving stress.

Been a scarcity of Julie Newmar round these parts lately. I aim to change that this week. Beginning with rope play, it seems, because why not. Why … not?