Letters from the edge #5

Hello all and welcome to the halfway point of another week.  You're almost to the weekend.  Don't give up now.  Today brings another installment of Letters from the edge.  However, this time we are going to respond to comments from some of our lovely readers and not the strange stuff we find in our e-mail inbox.*  We have not changed the names to protect the guilty.  If you don't want your comment printed in future editions, just let me know.  I will cower before your righteous anger and bend to your will.  Let's begin...

#1

We're wondering if you're writing a book. If not, do seriously consider it. And what about your film?
Kea




Well Kea, we are indeed considering writing a book.  There are, however, several problems.  First and foremost is the fact that no one would publish it.  This is closely followed by the fact that no one would read it if it were.  The third issue is that we are basically lazy and have enough trouble keeping up with a blog.  If there are ever enough people interested in reading a book by Neyland D. Catt, we might have to suck it up and do a little work.


As for the film... work continues on the project, but animation is sadly a slow process.  Computers and some really great software have sped up the process greatly, but it is still tedious and labor-intensive.  We are probably looking at sometime around Christmas for the debut.  Always nice to hear from you Kea and thanks for your support!




#2
I have to say that Heathcliff is definitely a much better cat than Garfield... although I'm prone to say that his comic self could attempt to stay out of trouble a little more often... his lawyer fees must cost his family an arm and a leg ;)
heather@actingbalanced.com


I agree completely.  I don't want to start an anti-Garfield/pro-Garfield war here though.  Let's save that energy for Lady GaGa and her diabolical friends.  Good ol' Heathcliff probably bankrupted his family.  I'm assuming that's why he is no longer on the air.  He's probably hanging out with MC Hammer and Willie Nelson trying to regain some of their former glory and financial stability.  Maybe they can organize a fund raising concert!




#3
We feel you bring a bit of something akin to Monty Python's Flying Circus crossed with Pee Wee Herman's Playhouse to the CB...keep it coming!
Teri and the cats of Furrydance


Wow!  That's high praise indeed!  Now I can't stop imagining what it would have been like if Pee Wee Herman were a member of the Monty Python troupe.  I'm not sure if it would have been entertaining or disturbing!  Pee Wee and the Holy Grail would have been a timeless classic though.  Probably would have won an Oscar.




#4
I liked your Cheerz and Jeerz...well, I liked the cheerz!
Brian


Thanks Brian!  We love hearing from you!  The Cheerz and Jeerz post seemed to be pretty popular.  We are probably going to make that another of our semi-regular features.  Nothing here is on a very regular schedule.  We are very much flying by the seat of our pants!  And I don't even wear pants!**




#5
I am your newest follower from the blog hop!  Follow me back!!!!!
too many to list here@mostblogs


All right!  At last I have a follower!  Maybe soon I will even have a disciple!  Now then my follower, you must follow my orders very carefully.  Even if they sometimes involve personal peril.  If you follow my lead then the western hemisphere will soon be under our control!  Wait a minute... follow you back?  I don't think you understand how this works.  One of us has to be the leader.  Me.  Oh.  Big Pinkie just explained this one to me.  He's worried that the person that posted this comment might not want it to be printed.  I explained that they probably will never read it anyway.  Thanks to all of you who have commented since this blog started!  You make it worth our while!


Come back tomorrow for another Halloween Tale To Terrify!***


Neyland D. Catt




* I don't even know where the stuff we find in our inbox comes from.  Seriously... whoever you are, we don't want to buy any viagra!


** Don't let Neylo fool you.  He sometimes wears pants.  Tiny little pants.  They are green.  I will pay for this comment later.


*** Yeah.  I know.  We promised this like two weeks ago.  Remember, we are basically lazy.


                                    ----Big Pinkie

Interview With A Trampire

Greetings friends,
Neylo here.  It's been a few days, but when you read what I have for you, you'll understand why.  It has been a goal of mine to feature celebrity interviews here.  Today, that goal is realized.  I, Neyland D. Catt, have interviewed Lady BlahBlah.  Lady DaDa.  Whatever her name is.  Anyway, I conducted a phone interview with this obviously dynamic and important lady.  It took several days to edit this into a viewable form for you guys to read.  Because there were expletives.  So, so many expletives.  Without further ado, here is my first celebrity interview...

Lady G:  Hello?

Neylo: Good afternoon madame, my name is Neyland D. Catt and I would like to interview you on behalf of my readers.

Lady G:  I don't know you.  How did you get my number?

Neylo:  I have my ways.  I am very persistent.  Now, I'd like to ask you a few questions.


Lady G:  Are you some kind of stalker?

Neylo:  No, ma'am.  I'm a cat.

Lady G:  What?  I'm hanging up now.

Neylo:  I don't think you really want to do that.  You see, I am a close personal friend of an old alley cat named Freddie.  Freddie's brother is an acquaintance of yours I believe.  You knew him in your youth as Mr. Bubbles?  Mr. Bubbles has told us a great deal of very interesting things about your past.  I really don't want to have to print those things Miss HaHa.

Lady G:  GaGa.

Neylo:  What?

Lady G:  Nevermind.  Look, what do you want from me?

Neylo:  Just answers to some questions.  Burning questions that are on the minds of your fans and the public in general.

Lady G:  Okay.  I give you three questions.  Fire away you little degenerate.

Neylo:  Degenerate?  My dear... people who live in glass houses shouldn't sling mud.

Lady G:  What the *bleep* does that mean?

Neylo:  Quiet.  I'm the one asking the questions around here now.  Alright, first question:  Are you really criminally insane or is this just how you make vapid people interested in you?

Lady G:  What kind of question is that?  I'm not answering that you *bleep*ing *bleep*!

Neylo:  Right-o.  Criminally insane it is then.  Next question:  Do you think anyone will remember your name in year?

Lady G:  I'm getting pretty *bleep*ing sick of this whole *bleep*ing thing!  Keep it up and I'll send one of my bodyguards to rip your *bleep*ing tail off and *bleep* you in the *bleep* with a *bleep*!

Neylo:  Hmm...  I'll just put no comment then shall I, Miss TaTa?

Lady G:  Aaaarghh!

Neylo:  Last question, and most important in my opinion:  Team Edward or Team Jacob?

Lady G:  Both.  Probably at the same time.

Neylo:  You are a sick, twisted woman who really needs years of professional counseling.  At least you'll be able to afford it, as long as you don't blow your money and go all MC Hammer.  The correct answer is Neither.  Both Teams should be hunted down and killed before they drag humanity back to the dark ages.

Lady G:  Whatever.  *click*

Neylo:  Hello?  Are you still there?  Lady ChaCha?  Well.  That was rude.


So there you have it.  My first ever celebrity interview.  Maybe my last.  Big Pinkie has been fielding phone calls from lawyers all morning.  Come on back tomorrow and we'll talk about music!

Neyland D. Catt


P.S.  What's a bleep?