C'est Noel! (Not Yet)

I've been trying to spend more time walking around lately, since although it's been relatively warm lately, people are prophesizing a cold spell ahead. Remember Virgin Megastore's last promotional ad? She's back, and almost as exposed as ever.



On the same trip, I was fortunate enough to catch another exhibition of live performance art. At least, I think it was a demonstration of sorts. There was a short-haired woman in complete bridal regalia sitting on a chair in the middle of the Comedie, changing her shoes. I didn't really get it.


Public defacement at work! Somehow, vandals near the campus managed to stop the rotating billboards (I'll have to take a movie of it some day, it's kind of bizarre) and spray-painted "Pollution Visuelle" along with a happy flower. The small piece of paper taped up there indicates that size sheet should be the largest advertisement allowed.


Cat post! Alvin (Madame's ex-husband) is here for the weekend for some reason I didn't catch, and he brought the cats! Unfortunately, Leon had a little accident in the car, and both him and Reggae smelled horrible. Alvin had to dip Leon in the pool to clean him off. Gross. Poor kitty.

Katstava and Reggae are not the best of friends, despite Katstava being Reggae's mom. As you can tell from this picture, it's so on! There was hissing involved.



Aunt Melanie has to be mentioned, since thanks to her I have been continually feeding on galettes, peanut butter, and Nutella for the last twelve hours. Mmm. And Frosted Mini Wheats! The elusive, mysteriously-absent Mini Wheats! I trust that the contents of this box shall not last long.

Another cat video, if you're interested. This pretty kitty was on the way into town the other day and just loooved being petted. I want a cat.