Here's what you do
When you don't find the rainbow's end
This time
Here's where you go
When it looks like the rain won't end
Don't cry
There's always tomorrow
Where you can have a second chance
And after tomorrow
All that you have to remember
Here's what you do
When you think nobody cares
For you
Look in my eyes
And see there's an answer there
It's true
We'll find tomorrow
A place for us
I know because
Time only knows
How long forever's gonna last
And we don't even need to ask
And each day that follows,
and the one after that,
and the next day, and the next…
Cause you only have nine lives to give!
Peabo Bryson
And now, we continue with our never-ending story, NINE LIVES TO GIVE (I'm so tired of writing this show...oops, I didn't realize my mic was still open.)
C.: This is my favorite soap opera. For the last twenty years, they’ve been showing us what happened on day one. Now, they’re finally going to show what happens day two. I can hardly wait!
knock, knock Calculating Einstein Katt; knock, knock Calculating Einstein Katt; knock, knock Calculating Einstein Katt
“Who is it?”
d.: It’s d.c. scot, your best human friend and blog-writing partner. If you’re watching that soap opera NINE LIVES TO GIVE, I have a bone to pick about that.
C.: Well, cats don’t eat any bones except fish bones…
d.: Okay, so I have a fish bone to pick…
C.: Well, how do I know that you’re really d.c. scot, my best human friend and blog-writing partner if I can’t see through the peephole in the door here at Wayne Manor?
d.: Don’t you recognize my voice?
C.: Well, someone could be imitating you. If you’re really who you say you are, you’ll know the password for Wayne Manor.
d.: Cal.E., it’s starting to rain.
C.: No, that’s not it.
d.: CAL.E! OPEN THIS DING DANG DOOR NOW!!!
C.: Oh, hi, d.c. Have you been waiting long? I see you got a new rain coat. That should have been helpful.
d.: You know how long I’ve been waiting at this door…
C.: Okay, bad question. What fish bone do you have to pick with me? I hope it’s one from a large bass…
d.,: I don’t think that stringed instruments have bones, Cal.E.
C.: I said BASS, as in the fish.
d.: Oh, okay. Well, as fate would have it, I just happened to be home when NINE LIVES TO GIVE was playing on channel 222.223 yesterday, and I caught that episodes.
C.: Yes, I thought it was brilliantly written….
d.: Well, thank ya, thank ya, thank ya very much.
C:???!!!
d.: Don’t you remember that we started to write that script together, but then you had to leave in the middle of writing that script? It wasn’t about cats, but people, but almost everything else is the same. The writers changed some minor details, but it was our (mostly my) script.
C.: Then how did the writers from my favorite show get their hands on your manuscript, may I ask?
d.: Because I sent you the first part of the script by email, and then you finished it. You were high on catnip, so you punched in the wrong number when you went to send the completed script back to me…
C.: d.c., if you wrote part of it, and I wrote part of it, doesn’t that make it “our script?” And why shouldn’t I be able to send a manuscript to my favorite show for review?
d.: Okay, smart cat. If that’s what you did, then they would have needed to send you an agreement to sign, along with a sizable check. Have you gotten either?
C.: Either what?
d.: An agreement to sign, or a sizable check?
C.: Well…no. I don’t need the money, though since i/m married to the five time heavy weight cat fighting champions of the world, Tucker Tucker Two, a.k.a. The Cat Fighter Formerly Known As The Tuxedo (who really needs a shorter nickname) Now Simply Known As T Because Triple T Was Already Taken
d.: I don’t need money, but it would have been nice to at least have a byline. That would help me with my second career as an author. Plus, some extra cash would come in handy when I retire in….well, when I retire.
C,: So, what do you plan to do?
d.: I’ll sue the show. If they at least agree to give me an acknowledgement at the end of the show…
C.: Give you credit? As I recall, I wrote a majority of that script because you were too busy to do so…
d.: And then you texted it to the wrong person. I’d be glad to split the credit with you, though, if we can find a lawyer who’s willing to take the case.
C.: I know just the lawyer or this case.
d.: Who?
C.: Well, that’s all the time we have for today, folks. Please join us tomorrow for another episode of Cal.E.’s Korner.
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