flying through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread
Why yes, that IS Sir Robin’s tabard. Who else could it possibly be?
In other news, I went to the museum with my mom this past weekend, so expect to see some more art-themed owls in the next few days. Also, if you’re in Houston and haven’t seen it, the James Tyrell exhibit at the MFAH is awesome and weird and deeply disconcerting in parts. Not every installation is 100% successful, but the ones that are are amazing. Oh, and wear socks — you’ll thank me when you get to the room where you have to take off your shoes and put on little foot-covers. Houston summer heat+my feet=please don’t make me take off my shoes around humans. Only cats enjoy them.Weird, messed up cats, mostly named Skippy. You haven’t seen true love till you’ve seen Skippy trying to simultaneously inhale/crawl into my funky, disgusting shoes.