Lightning's Girl needed some helpers and now I have them. Meet Frances (Siamese mix) and Eugene (silver tabby). High-five to those of you who are music dorks enough to know where those names come from. I have been training them to work on reviews, organize CDs, and DJ but so far the process is coming along slowly. For the most part they want to nap, bat things in circles, and sprint from one end of the apartment to the other. Their reviews look something like this: RFHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYc which I have yet to figure out how to properly translate into people thoughts. I guess I could review a CD according to what it makes them do like: Jay Reatard made Francis poop and Eugene attack himself in the mirror but again, not much of a review but then again, not much worse than I do now.
Eugene has taken a great interest in turntablism and here is a clip from our first lesson. I think I have finally found a DJ partner that matches my impressive turntable skills.