Posts Tagged ‘Zephyr’

In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. H8 Monday mornings, yall! Srsly — it snowed!? Enough for a snow day? We didn’t think so either.


In which Zephyr adjusts to the tides of the universe. Hey everyone, our Feedburner account is getting swallowed up by Google, so if you have any problems with the e-mail subscription or RSS feed, please let us know. We’re terrified of losing you! xoxo, Zephyr/Technical Assistant/The Gay Recluse


In which Zephyr takes over The Gay Recluse. Friends! What if the polls are wrong? What if the conspiracy theories are true? What are these strange places called Ohio, Pennsylvania, Nevada, Colorado and Virginia? And why does our fate rest in their hands? What happens on Wednesday morning if Barack Obama loses? Will we be […]


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! Did you watch the debate last night? Did you not hear the loathsome John McCain utter the usual lie, in which he claims that every cat is a lolcat? Rest assured, we are voting for Barack Obama. Not every cat is a lolcat!


In which Zephyr gets political. Friends! Did you not hear it? In these dire times, we must always remember one thing. Not every cat is a lolcat.


In which The Gay Recluse languishes. Yesterday we went for a run, even though it was 156 degrees out. When we were young, we laughed at the heat. Let’s just say we’re not as young as we used to be! Today we’re not going anywhere. Even though we’re kind of in the mood for a […]


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! We would like to draw your attention to the following comment and conundrum we received today from Reader GhengisKuhn, who writes: Having tracked “not every cat is a lolcat” back to its root, I (a sporadic reader) would like to present you with a […]


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! We have spoken on this subject before, but feel that it bears repeating. Discard your assumptions and stereotypes! Open your mind to new experience! And — most of all — remember: not every cat is a lolcat!


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends, consider this! While it is incontestable that there are many cats around the world who are happily (or not!) photographed and displayed in a staggering array of sizes, colors and dispositions, it is important to be sensitive to diversity and henceforth be mindful of the following fact: not every cat is lolcat!


In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Friends! Let’s be perfectly clear: not every cat is a lolcat!


In which The Gay Recluse reports on life at home.


In which The Gay Recluse posts a photograph of a two-headed cat. Dear readers: We invite you to submit photographs of two-headed cats to us at thegayrecluse@gmail.com.  


In which The Gay Recluse ponders the transformation of the monumental into the mundane (and vice versa). Date of Incident: January 29, 2008 Time: 6:04 pm. Causes of Disaster: Heedless galloping of invasive species across fragile ecosystems. Remarks: A once pristine landscape has been ruined, and is seen here with buckled terrain and dangerous fault […]


In which The Gay Recluse ponders the transformation of the monumental into the mundane (and vice versa). Date of Incident: January 26, 2008 Time: 4:38 pm. Causes of Disaster: Failure to follow implemented routines; boredom, malaise. Remarks: Clean-up of the disaster area had already begun when workers were attacked by a savage, rampaging beast. There […]


Music courtesy of Saturnine from the album Remembrance of Things Past (VictoriaLandRecords 2007); released under a Creative Commons license here.


Each morning Zephyr wakes up and positions himself in front of the western window, where he sits perfectly still as the new day permeates the gray dawn. “For one so young, you seem remarkably serene,” we noted as we passed by to announce that breakfast would be imminently served. “It is true that I have […]


We were woken up by the crash of something large and fragile, not in the bedroom but somewhere close, definitely inside the apartment. The first inclination was to blame Dante or Zephyr, but they seemed equally perplexed as we examined the crystal decanters in the dining room and the earthenware collection in the living room […]