Cal.e.'s Korner

Meow Z. Tongue:  Cal.E., Why don’t you call your husband,

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 Tripel T Was Already Taken (by T.;’s former BFF, co-founder and business partner with the Triple T Cartel, former World Association of Cat Fighting and Knowledge of Ornithology tag team partner and now chief WACKO rival, whom he may or may not have defeated

for the WACKO middle weight cat fighting championship of the world, the Ofiginal Tripl,e T, Tom the Tabby)

and see who won the fight?

C.: I would, but T turns his phone off when he’s training. He doesn’t take it with him to his cat fighting matches, either. He believes that it may be too distracting for him to have his phone accessible during training and competing.

M.: So, it has been two days since the fight. He should be home by now. Why don’t you call him?

C.: Well, T always gets a rubdown after the match, then he checks himself into a hotel under an assumed name. That way, the press and all the animals and people who want to talk to and take advantage of him and his generosity can neither find him, nor can they call him. By the time T is answering his phone at Wayne Manor,

the hype has died down from his cat fight, and he can function as normally as a seven-time WACKO cat fighting champion of the world and Meow-illionnaire businessman

can expect to live.

M.: Well, we have this nice hotel room reserved for one more day, and I would like to take advantage of that. Of course, after our concert, we cannot go outside. Our legions of fans would mob us.

Let’s act like T and let the hype die down before we leave the hotel.

C.: Okay, but what are we going to do here?

M.: Well, I never got to hear the end of your story. Would it take the whole time we’re here to do that?

C.: And then some.

M.: ???

C.: Well, d.c.

helped me with the first part of my manuscript, but then he got distracted. He said something needing to finish his classes to improve his career as a nurse or a writer, or to spend more time with Eudora and his sons. I suppose he wanted to help Eudora get over her chronic headaches,

but he bugged out on me just when I needed him to finish the manuscript! What a selfish thing to do!

M.: Well, if d.c. was really just helping you and editing your manuscript, you should already have a rough draft on your computer. A lot of authors will download their manuscripts onto a thumb drive or put them in the cloud

so it’s accessible to them when they have time to work on them. Where is your rough draft, Cal.E.?

C.: Well…it’s a funny story.

M.: That you didn’t really write the manuscript, d.c. did, and you’re taking credit for it?

C.: That’s all the time we have for today, folks. That’s the end of this cat ta(i)le.

Please join us next time for another edition of Cal.E.’s Korner.