Monday, April 26, 2010

It's best to suffer.

I'm not sure how aquatic Granddad ever was, but we lost him yesterday just the same. We'll miss you, Snad. Here's to that big cigar up in the sky- hope there are cognac fountains and Grammie there waiting for you.

When you lose someone you love, you die too, and you wait around for your body to catch up.
John Scalzi, Old Man's War, 2005

For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.
Johnny Carson (1925 - 2005)

-The Aquatic Cousins

Friday, April 23, 2010

My apartment smells like the Ground Zero of cats.

From the desk of AC2, Sparker.

Mabry has been married for almost two whole weeks, you guys (I nearly typed y'all- after 24 years, it seems Texas is starting to get to me). I read on Fake e-Etiquette that it is polite to apologize for how little you update at least every three blog posts. I know my six (maybe seven now that KT has joined our ranks) loyal readers are routinely on the edge of their seat, waiting for updates in our lives of aquatic wonder and splendor. For this, I must offer my most heartfelt apology and suggest that the next time this happens, Google for pictures of cats.

In the meantime, we'll be building up a back-log of adventures in photo and prose form to dazzle you with on days when we're working for twelve hours in bluebonnet fields, breaking out in rashes- ah, the glamorous life of a photographer's assistant!- or working for twelve hours helping to put on a corporate summit- ah! the glamorous life of an intern!.

Actually I did get a free mug out of that. YES.

I was about this excited. My love of travel mugs is strong.

Good things come to those who wait, y'all. (Damn it.)


Monday, April 12, 2010

Filed under: Cousin Weddings- Salsa Dancing, Tequila Loving Cousin Gets Htiched!

Oh shit. Somebody got married.

Congrats to Mabry and Brian
- it was a beautiful wedding and the entire family had a smashing time. Enjoy the honeymoon! You can argue about taxes when you get home.

Seriously, everybody needed Kleenex and not just because of all the plant sex flying around in the air, affecting everyone's allergies.

You make a beautiful couple, kids. We love you.

-The Aquatic Cousins

Friday, April 9, 2010

He's not quite Diabeetus Cat, but he'll do.

From the desk of AC2.

We have a guest-cat on our blog today, my favorite obese feline in the whole world- Jung sa ya.

Find more photos of his royal fatness along with tantalizing food porn and recipes at Aquatic Friend Christine's blog Edible Metamorphosis.

You're welcome.


Thursday, April 8, 2010

COFFE. (Yeah I just made a reference to a typo I made on Twitter this morning. Get excited.)

From the. . .bed* of AC2.

I'm testing something (and there will be many more edits/updates made to the blog in the near future, but hopefully most of them will go undetected). With any luck, you'll be reading this while I'm teaching poor, unsuspecting undergraduates about autoethnography. (Yeah I just sent your ass to Wikipedia, in case you were too lazy to Google.)

I doubt I have an entire hour and fifteen minutes planned- more like maaaybe forty-five- so they're going to love me.

Speaking of which, I should probably finish preparing that lecture. (I have a complete lesson plan and slides from last year, so there's not much left to do. I'm less of a procrastinator than usual. But still really nervous, for some reason.)

Oh come on, you knew this was coming.

Wish me luck and kitten kisses, whatever the hell that is. At least this morning's procrastination has been productive- I paid an overdue bill (damn you City of Austin, for charging me an extra 88 cents!) and am arranging online set up in the future, to save on paper statements. Because I love the Earth.


*T set up the Internet connection in my bedroom so we could watch Netflix on the computer in a comfortable, reclined position without cats climbing all over us. Unfortunately my wireless network has worked maybe twice- thanks AT&T!- so I have to be near the Ethernet cord. Thus: I work from bed. This is both amazing and awful at the same time.

ETA: Test appears to be epic fail. Woe. Will investigate at a later time.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Cats? On the Internet? How novel!

I feel like this is a pretty accurate summary of what this blog is all about: booze and cats. The occasional chihuahua or aquatic adventure, sure- but we all know cats are the backbone of the Internet, the reason Google still runs.


Tuesday, April 6, 2010

I hope they play "I Do (Cherish You)" by 98 Degrees.

From the desk of AC2 aka Sparker.

This is what it has come to, until we can persuade AC1 to update. (And the actual wedding of Salsa Dancing Cousin is this weekend, so she'd better hurry up!)

PICTURES OF CATS. (Photos by Wylie Maercklein)

I am Satan!

The Leopard Sausage Waits.

Okay, loyal readers (and I think there might be six of you now) you deserve something more than that, so I have some treats for you. It was, after all, recently Zombie Jesus Day wherein America makes themselves sick on aphrodisiac versions of pagan fertility symbols which actually. . .makes more sense than expected.

Bonus: Aquatic Cousin Approved Crafting Tiiiiime!

Make your own bath mat out of wine corks! No, really. Go here.

And drink some Hello Kitty wine to replenish your stash, because you know friends and family are going to be all over wanting one of those mats for themselves.

Also: while we're on the subject of being crafty: Knitted Knockers! If you're a knitter, consider getting involved. AC1 is teaching me how, but. . .I have a long way to go.

What I'm aiming for: a soft, prosthetic boobie for women recovering from a mastectomy- cheaper and more breathable than a silicone falsie, not to mention available much sooner.

Where I am now: note the hole I somehow managed to create, along with the random loops on the sides, that I also have no idea how I created. I WIN AT KNITTING.

T is just going to LOVE his new potholder.