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Last Cat On Mars Presents: A Snapshot – What I Do In My Spare Time, Friends

On any day ending in ‘y’ – and there are a few, seven, perhaps – I try to add a few words, syllables, phrases, paragraphs, to my meowmoir. It’s a humble little thing, but it grows by degrees, and claw marks. Routine is the answer; work, the solution. Begin yours today, my dears.

Last Cat talks about her memoir, or rather meowmoir

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Last Cat On Mars Presents: Occasional Observations – If You Can’t Count Them, Join Them Equationally

As we say here on Mars, maths: it’s all eeek! to me. By Euclid’s lid and Pythagoras’s triangular custard tart, it’s true, I say.

A mathematician in the museum of many-coloured cubes

Last Cat On Mars Presents: Occasional Observations – Gears, and Sherry

Here on Mars there isn’t a lot of call for gears – the dust tends to gum them up, but gear sculptures, now there’s a lovely thing. Also, we like our sundowners, although we tend to have them indoors away from the dust and redness, and things that make us testy, like the temperature (too hot, and too cold, really, for a koala bear, let alone a feline bear). Other than that, cheers, friends, and bottoms up, for Cissy Fwoppingham-Smythe is already breathless for her next flagon.

A woman sitting on her veranda sipping sherry and watching her gear sculptures

Last Cat On Mars Presents: Was it all for naught, nought, or are we just cross today?

Never been a big fan of noughts and crosses, or other things to do with requiring opposable thumbs and forefingers. Foreclaws, now they’re a different and far more interesting proposition. Also, the posterior variety. Just ask my younger sibling, Scarface, he’ll tell you all you need to know. Just kiddin’. Really.

Two kids playing gigantic noughts and crosses on ladders with huge marker pens

A Special Announcement

Hello friends.

I am helping out a couple of earthlings today, Lorrie and Jay.

As you can see, they have just entered into wedded bliss after only 24 years of living in, well, unwedded bliss, shall we say. It helped that the Federal Govt changed its stupid Marriage laws so that everyone can now enjoy their first crockery-throwing barney together as hitched individuals. So there.

And a big shout out – SHOUT OUT – to dear Jodi for her most excellent haiku, also known as a Verandaku – and love to Wayne, too.

Wedding photo with haiku_lego couple