C.: Hey, d.c. I know that you’ve been studying for a big exam today. That’s why you haven’t been able to send me any scripts for a few days. d.: Yes, Cal.E. that is accurate. . C.: How did you do on the exam? d.: Not as well as I had hoped, but about what I expected, I suppose. C.: What was the test on? d.: Mental health. C.: d.c, you’ve worked at six different correctional facilities, and you’ve been involved in correctional care for the last fourteen years. d.: And? C.: We

D.: Cal.E. is filling in for her youngest male kittne, Ralph at The Kennel, and I am studying for a midterm exam. Consequently, I am offering an excerpt from my upcoming book entitled BEYOND THE THIRTEENTH MILE This chapter is entitled : THE MENTAL IRON MAN Even volunteers at Ironman distance triathlons have trouble comprehending that the competitors are going to cover one-hundred forty point six miles in one day, (or about the same a

c.: Hi, D.C., what are you up to? D.: Around six feet. C.: No, I mean, what are you doing now? D.: Sorting laundry. C.: Isn’t that something Eudora usually does? D.: No, Cal.E., it’s not. We share our duties. We learned when the boys were young that we didn’t have roles. We just did what needed to be done. Whoever had the time was the one who did the chore, no matter what it was…Well, unless it was something that required a lot of strength. Then it was my job. If

C.: So, D.C., which is the big change? The picture in the introduction as your profile picture? Or is it, the capitalization of your name,? Or the dropping of the last T off Scott? D.: Nice try, Cal.E. While all of that is true, none of that is what I was talking about yesterday. And, I dropped the last T from Scott several years ago. C.: So, you did. I knew that wasn’t it, but I wanted to catch you off guard. Well, did you add the last T back and drop the first T, then? D.

C.: OH, hi, D.C., I didn’t expect to see you today, or any time soon. D.: Obviously. C.; ???? D.: Cal.E, I asked you to write the blog solo, no, not him, by yourself, while I was busy. C.: D.C. since I’m you, and your me, doesn’t that make writing our blog OUR responsibility, not solely mine? D.…Anyway, I just want to inform you and our readers that something big is going to happen soon. C.: Wow! How big? I mean, is it bigger than a 747? D.: No, not that big. C.: The

d.: (knock, knock, knock) Calculating Einstein Katt, (knock, knock, knock) Calculating Einstein Katt, (knock, knock, knock) Calculating Einstein Katt. C.: Who is it? d.: It’s me, D.C., and I need to talk to you. C.: If you really are my best human friend, author, nurse, and sometimes lyricist Dane Christian Scott, you will know the password my third husband, (and second here on Earth), This now eight-time World Association of Cat-Fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology champi

C.: (ring). D.C., how could you let me find out like this? D.: Find out about what? C.: As if you didn’t know. D.: I don’t know what you’re talking about. C.: Well, if you don’t know, I’m not going to tell you. d.: Well, then, I suppose that’s… C.: Oh, for goodness’ sake. When were you going to tell me that you were cheating on my website with another website? d.: Oh, that. Yes, Ace gave me a website as a Father’s Day present. It’s quite professional-looking. You

d.: Happy Father’s Day to all the hard-working biological, adoptive, step and grandfathers helping raise their family’s children. And a special happy Heavenly Father’s Day to my father, Herbert George Miller, Jr.

C.: Hello, d.c., what’s going on? d.: Cal.E., don’t you remember that I asked you to write the blog Solo…. I meant by yourself, not with Hans Solo. C.: I’m sorry, I don’t recall. d.: Cal.E., I told you I had an important math test, and I needed you to pick up the slack. C.: It was a math test. That should have taken you about ten minutes to complete. d.: No, Cal.E., I’m not a math genius like you. C.: Maybe you should go stare at a carton of orange juice ten hours

C.: (ring) Hi, d.c. I haven’t heard from you in a few days, so I thought I would give you a ring (hehehe) d.: Is that because I asked you to write the blog solo… no, by yourself, and you haven’t produced anything to talk about all week? C.: Well……yes. And I see, since we are on facetime, that you have your thinking cap on, d.: Yes I do, and, fortunately for you, Cal.E., I do have something on my mind. C.: Do tell. d.: I was thinking about the sport Texas is famous

C.: Hi, d.c., I just called to chat. I'm reading the most interesting artice about how to be efficent with your time. Would you like for me to send you to link? d.: No, Cal.E. As I told you yesterday, you set my computer to Portuguese instead of Catonese. I now speak Catonese, but not Portuguese. If you'd set it to Spanish, at least I may have been able to figure it out with my pidgin Spanish, but I have no idea about how to turn this computer back to Enghlish. C.: Why? d.: B

C.: (ring) d.c., I thought you told me you could write the blog solo. .no nit him-- by yourself for a few days while I watched my kittens in the Cat Olympics. What happened? d.: What happened is I don’t speak Portuguese. C.:??? d.: When you were using my computer, instead of turning the translator to Catonese you turned it to Portuguese. I couldn’t figure out how to change it back. C.: And Eudora didn’t know, either? d.: Well, she was so busy with Trey’s wedding tha

Keep/Kean/KIng Anahuac, Hamaker Winnie bring you the 132nd reated podcaster in the southwest corner of Southeast Texas.... Oh, oh, oh. This is Joe Groan reporting to you from the "Eighth Wonder of the World: the Houston Astrodome. Unlike human mnarathons, which are highly indiviualized, this event is a team event, and the favorite team is the team in the lead for these Olympic games, Cal.E.'s Kittens. So, cats are known for their playful nature and surprising bursts of ener

T.: Okay, listen up my little step-kittens. Running a marathon is more than just a test of endurance. It’s a journey filled with unexpected moments, personal challenges, and sometimes a little mischief that keeps things interesting. As a sports fan and an avid marathon enthusiast, I want to share some insights and stories that capture the spirit of marathon running beyond the finish line. Preparing for the marathon start, tying shoelaces on a busy street The Marathon Mindset

Ladies, Gentlemen, non-binary individuals and animals of all descriptions; we have, for your enternmeant,Cal.E.'s Kittens Take on the Cat Olympics After the opening ceremony, in which Ralph plays the national anthem on his bass.... I meant his BASS!! The stadium lights flicker on, the crowd roars, . This year’s Cat Olympics has an unexpected headline: Cal.E.’s kittens are competing—and they’re not here to nap. This event is held in the Astrodome, and to the victors go the s

C.: (I wonder why d.c. hasn’t sent me a script in several days? I think I will call him and ask him;.) (ring) d.: Hi, Cal.E. I think I know why you’re calling me. C.: You do? Do you have ESPN? d.: I do, but I don’t need to have mental telepathy to guess why you’re calling when I can read. C.: ??? d.: I should say not read. Cal.E., I asked you to write the blog solo… no by yourself. I had a lot going on, including Trey getting married this week. C.: Oh, right. And

Flirting is a subtle dance of words, gestures, and glances that can reveal much about the connection between two people. When it comes to Cal.E. and T, their playful exchanges have caught the attention of many who wonder what fuels their unique chemistry. This post explores the elements that make their flirting so captivating, breaking down the nuances that spark their interaction and keep it engaging. Cal.E. and T's favorite spot for lighthearted conversations How Cal.E. and

To the families and loved ones of those who paid the ultimate price to protect our freedom, thank you for your sacrifice. Every time the American flag waves in the breeze, it carries a story of courage, sacrifice, and unwavering commitment. Behind the stars and stripes lies the legacy of countless men and women who have given their lives to protect the freedoms we often take for granted. This post honors those heroes and explores the profound meaning behind their sacrifice. T

C.: Well, I think I’ll just take a look at what T and Tom are doing to train my kittens for the Cat Olympics. T. doesn’t know that I know that he doesn’t know that I know that he is actually training my kittens in the basement at Wayne Manor. (Why is it always dark at this place?) T. also doesn’t know that I hid a camera in the basement when I figured out where he, d.c., Tom the Tabby, and my kittens were. I want to keep a close eye on my kittens. I was a dead-beat mom for

C.: Hi, d.c. This is Cal.E. I know you can’t give me any specifics, but how is the training for my kittens going for the Cat Olympics this year? d.: I wouldn’t know, Cal.E. C.: ???!!! I thought you and T were going to train my kittens until you all dropped, then rest and get up and do it again. d.: That was the plan, but I suddenly got inspired by an idea for a new television series. It’s about a doctor who is disbarred because some patients complained about his bedsid