Joni's Coming Home, and I Pray I Don't Have Cat Scratch Fever (or any other Ted Nugent-related Malady)

Ok, first thing - BIG fucking dilema - It's the Saskatchewan Centennial this year, and there is this much ado about nothin' "gala" in Saskatoon May 19th - A bunch of odds and ends of Sask. performers, such as Colin James, Leslie Neillson, Buffy Saint Marie, Andrea Menard, and I dunno... whatever.. much ado about nothing I said. So they can't sell the fucking tickets to this stupid thing, but yesterday, they announce Joni will be there, not singing, and conflicting reports of what she'll be doing. At first this afternoon, the website said co host with Brent Butt, and then that was changed, and supposed to be some tribute to her somehow, but it could be she will just be sitting there with her parents. So it's murky. I can get 9th row floor tickets right now, but the corker is they are 125 dollars each - Rachel doesn't want to go, and if I told her how much tickets were, she would throw up. Also, I just bought Wiggles tickets, Jann Arden tickets, and hell, haven't paid the frigging phone bill yet this month, and have to order sod soon, and on and on.... so do I go? Do I just buy two tickets? What if I am never in the same room as Joni again? FUCK, TELL ME WHAT TO DO...... Holy, I swear a little much on here - sorry.
Ok, I guess I'll have to figure it out. Now, for the cat story. Molly was getting shots today. So we took her, and we brought Keryn who was all excited to be at the vet. Well, they know Molly very well because she was very sick a few years back and almost died... it was a miracle she made it through. So they refer to her as the miracle cat, and its sort of a big deal when she comes in because her illness almost shut down her kidneys and her muscle mass deteriorated, and now she's a little chunky, and healthy... SO, we are chatting and all is good, and they give the first shot and she freaks.... we can't get her to calm down for the other shot, so they try to muzzle her... she freaks more... they give me big gloves to put on to hold her... she lunges at me... her eyes start watering... her mouth starts foaming.... so she goes and gets the other vet and tells us to leave, and they try wrapping her in a blanket. So we sit in the waiting room, and the cat is howling, hissing, yowling, a good 5 minutes. People are staring at the door, all freaked out, and I am so embarrassed, and I am sitting there bleeding from my knuckles like a son of a bitch... so they had to put her in a kennel to go home and I just kept saying "but she's really nice... honest". Oh yeah, she also pissed all over the place too, I guess. It was funny - had to be there. I still am choking on cat hair. Next year, she's being sedated first.
So that's the day.
OH, and what, pray tell me, is the deal with Janu???? Fucking people who go on reality tv and then pretend to enlighten themselves. It's about the money, peoples.... and if they are too fucking stupid to vote Tom off, well, they deserve to lose. Oh yeah, that blonde bitch has to go. Greg's girlfriend. Has to go right now....
So that's all, I have nothing in my tonight to be creative. I gotta go shower this cat hair off of me from the trauma of this afternoon......
Talk Tomorrow - tgif like you can't frigging believe....
xo
JT