Pet Spotlight:Jason Miller’s Robin Clayspo

  Name: Robin Clayspo (though, like all cats, he really has somewhere in the neighborhood of fifty names, titles, and honorifics.) Breed: haha nope. Closest approximation is American short hair by way of Bedlam. Age: 8 years old. This is the story of a cat called Robin Clayspo. Robin is one of the pets who come along at just the right moment, just the right time in your life, and somehow manage to fill a gap you might not even know you had. I discovered him through one of those pet-finder Websites—you know the ones—a Nashville shelter cat. An older family cat, much adored and keenly missed, had died some months earlier, and I’d finally...

Five Things: Poison Soup for the Noirish Soul

If you’re like me (Sam the Eagle voice: “And you MUST be”) you have a noirish soul. Like any kind of a soul, this occasionally needs tending to, looking after, I mean. Feeding, like a racehorse from Hell or a bonsai tree somebody gave you once but nobody really wants anymore and you’d get rid of it but, like, you can’t just throw away a dang tree, right?, especially a bonsai tree. Why, it might have a spirit in it. Maybe even a long lost relative. Hell, I forgot what I was talking about (see Item 5 below). Oh, yeah, noir things. Nourishment for the noirish soul. Five things, in fact. Here they are: 1. Movie: Out of the Past (1947): Even...