I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it three cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
While my sisters were here, four of us went junk store shopping one Sunday afternoon. We all found cool stuff, and one of the things I found was this:
A Bunnyman. See that pottery ... thing to the left behind him? The thing with the body of a man, the head of a rabbit, and wings? That was my first experience with Bunnymen. So you can imagine that I was excited to find yet another Bunnyman, this one toting a bucket and wearing shoes.