I woke up this morning and went to pet Ramona. She has a cat bed next to my pillow so she can look out the window.

Insert cat lady jokes here and I will hurt you.

Anyway I had to do one of those over-exaggerated eye rub dealies because there was a face looking back at me from outside my window—a squirrel.

I have no idea how long he’d been there, but by the time I woke up he and Ramona were just sort of staring at each other. No tension, no blood lust. Just sort of checking each other out.

Eventually I think they came to realize that they weren’t making any strides toward inter-species peace and both wandered off. Most likely to find food.

It was weird whilst it lasted, though. And that’s what counts.

In other news: I have a new favorite TV show. It’s called “The Agency” and it’s on VH1.

I think it’s completely awesome that a network would air a reality TV show where wannabe models are told they’re too fat, too old, need to lose weight or are too unattractive to be a model.

And then to end the show with a PSA about how tragic it is that X percent (60? 40?) of 9 year-olds have tried dieting to lose weight? Such humanitarians.

It continues to amaze me that MTV and VH1 think that they are still culturally relevant or are making any sort of strides toward changing society.

They’re both a pop culture write-off at this point. They’d just seem more interesting if they admitted it.