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My cat is in love with the Kratz Brothers.

It all started a while ago when the bad Saturday morning television on CBC I usually watched wasn't on, and instead The Kratz Brothers Be the Creature show was on instead. It was about birds, and Kaylee totally flipped over it. She was batting the screen, running around in circles, and then started batting one (and only one) of the Kratz Brothers.

So every Saturday after that, I'd make sure to turn on the TV for that hour so she could have some fun.

The other week I'd forgotten to turn on the TV in time. So she sat in the living room, meowing like crazy, and I was all "What do you want? You're fed. You've got toys. You've got water...WHAT?!" Then I looked at the clock, and realized her show had started a couple of minutes earlier. So I turned it on, and she was fine.

This morning I had the TV on for some distraction while doing dishes. Once I realized I was subjecting Kaylee (and myself) to The View, I hurried to change the channel, and decided to relive my childhood by watching some Mr. Dressup. And what comes on after Mr. Dressup? The Kratz Brothers' first show, Zooboomafoo! And Kaylee loves it, too.

I don't know if it's the brothers or the animals that she loves. When Daily Planet has animal stuff on, she doesn't bat an eye. But those Kratz Brothers? She goes crazy for them! She's currently sitting about a foot from the tv, craning her neck up to watch. Every once in a while I hear that static-y sound of her hitting the screen.

My cat is crazy. And a TV addict! I'm a terrible mother.

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On the bus ride home from seeing Cait at the airport, a most fucked up thing happened.

We ended up behind another bus on the same route for a while. And that bus driver wasn't always stopping to pick up passengers. It's not like his bus was full at all - there was hardly anyone on it. Our bus driver was confused, and would apologize to the passengers we stopped to pick up. Eventually our bus driver realizes that driver is only stopping at places where there were white people, and not at all when there were solely people of colour at the stops.

WHAT THE FUCK? That is just SO fucking messed up. I was completely flabbergasted, as was our bus driver when he realized what was going on as well. And just when I'd decided to try to remember the number of the bus, we got stuck in traffic, and that bus got way ahead and I couldn't see it anymore.

Fucker. If I'd been on that bus...

And this was right when I was reading the chapter on skinhead racist assholes in the punk movement (I'm reading Fury's Hour: a (sort of) punk manifesto, by Warren Kinsella), so I was already mad.