Archive for August, 2007

Eating w/ Ira

August 29th, 2007 by Ira
Ira eyeballs my nachos!

Ira eyeballs my nachos!

Ira loves to eat. And he’s not too picky about the food he eats. Cat food or human food ‘depends on how hungry he is.

IRA: Eow! Meow me eeoow meehos, MEO! (Wow! Look at those nachos, YUM!)

Jason: Hey, these aren’t for you! They’re mine.

IRA: Meow’s eo ‘ow? (What’s in ‘em?)

Jason: I made ‘em w/ chicken, Italian sausage, mozzarella cheese, green peppers, red onions, mexican cheese, crushed red pepper and oregano.

IRA: MEO! Meow meoows awmeeow- (YUM! That sounds awesome-)

Jason: Dude, paws off!

IRA: Mey, Me meo’w meow ow. M’e meeow mmeeow! (Hey, I can’t help it. I’m still hungry!)

Jason: You just ate a bowl of IAMS.

IRA: Eow M’e mmeow mmeeow! (But I’m still hungry!)

Jason: Dude, settle down. Shit! I forgot the bean dip.

[fridge opening]

Jason: Hey IRA! Get out of the milk, come on!

IRA: Meow? (What?)

Jason: Get out of there, Ira.

IRA: Eow eeow eo me meos, Me meow meo’s meow. (But once it my lips, I just can’t stop.)

Jason: Not a good excuse Ira, that’s what you say about plastic both aren’t good for stomach.

IRA: Eow- (But-)

Jason: You’re having any!

IRA: Meow ow, mee! (Come on, man!)

Jason: Unless you can start cleaning-up after yourself!

IRA: Eoow! (Urgh!)

Jason: I’m just sick of you throwing-up everywhere.

IRA: Eow meow! (Low blow!)

Jason: I’m Just sick of it-

IRA: Meow, Me meo’w meoow-ow meeow meeooow. ME MEOW NO MEEOWS! (Dude, I can’t clean-up after myself. I HAVE NO THUMBS!)

More to come!

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Hung-over w/ Ira

August 28th, 2007 by Ira

Sometimes even Ira parties too much and the next morning can be hell.

IRA: Ow, mee! Me meo’w meew meow. (Oh, man! I don’t feel good.)

Jason: Urgh, what?

IRA: Me meeo meow smeow, meow-ow eow meow mee! (I feel like shit, wake-up and feed me!)

Jason: Dude go back to sleep!

IRA: Me meo’w! (I can’t!)

Jason: Alright, fine. Oh man my head hurts!

IRA: Meow mee meeow. (Tell me about.)

Jason: Here, eat-up!

IRA: Meeeows, mee! (Thanks, man!)

[chew-chew, chomp-chomp]

Jason: I gotta get ready for work.

IRA: OW! (OK!)

[chew-chew, chomp-chomp]

Jason: I’m not drinking anymore, I’m done with it. Never again.

[chew-chew, chomp-chomp]

Jason: I always drink too much and regret it the next morning.

IRA: Urgh! Meow eow meow meow eow eo’w meo meeoowng meo eow. (Urgh! That was good food but it’s not settling too well.)

Jason: I’m on a liver recovery, no more drinking.

IRA: Ow meo! (Oh no!)

Jason: Yup, no more drinking.

IRA: Smeow! (Shit!)

Jason: I’m going to work and coming home and sleeping right afterwards.

IRA: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALPH!

Jason: Dude, are you puking?

IRA: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPLH!

Jason: Fuck this!

IRA: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALPH!

Jason: Dude, not on the rug. Stop moving, keep the puke in one place. This is disgusting!

IRA: RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALPH!

Jason: Now I’m going to puke. Did you eat plastic again? You gotta stop do that, you know it fucks you up.

IRA: Urgh, eow ow meows ow meow, meew ow meos mee meow. Me meo’w meow.

(Urgh, but it tastes so good, once it hits my lips. I can’t stop.)

Jason: That’s not right, man!

IRA: Hey now I feel better but now I’m hungry. (Mey eow mee meow meeowr eow mee M’e meeoowy.)

More to come!

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Ira on patrol

August 24th, 2007 by Jason

After the storm once we had our power back Ira had to take stock and assess the damage outside.

IRA: Eow! Mmeow-oow eow meowches ow mee meeoww!(Wow! Check-out the branches on the ground!)

Jason: Yeah, pretty bad. huh?

IRA: Ow’e meow e mee-meow ew eow meowyeow! (It’s like a war-zone in our backyard!)

Jason: What?

IRA:  Meode, ow’e meow M’e meow en ‘Eow. (Dude, it’s like I’m back in ‘Nam.)

[a sound from the garden]

IRA: Meow’s Cheeow! Meowch me’ll meo eow! (That’s Charlie! Watch he’ll get you!)

Jason: Dude, it’s a just squirrel.

IRA: Me meoow meow smeow meow eow Ch- (I could have swore that was Ch-)

Jason: Shut-up Ira, that’s a fucking squirrel. And plus you were never in Vietnam! You’re a cat and-

IRA: Meow eow meowng eo owy? Meos meo’w meoow owrs ow meoow meeow?! Meow’w meeo (What are you trying to say? Cats can’t fight wars or battle crime?! That’s bullshit!)

Jason: No I didn’t say that-

IRA: Me’o mee eow, Meeeman Meeeoowd meowcast meeow! Meow mee oows meow eow meow-owss meeoows eow ow meeeoww. (It’s the old, German Shepherd typecast again! Only the dogs help you dumb-ass humans out of trouble.)

Jason: IRA! I didn’t say that, I said that you were never in Vietnam because one you’re a cat and two you’re 3 years old.

IRA: Meowwver meode! Me meows meo’w meo meeoow eo meow meor smeow meeow mee meooows eow meeows meowng eo meow meew meoow ow. Me’ow meoking meeoves, mee.

(Whatever dude! Us cats don’t get involved in that war shit cause you humans are always trying to blow each other up. We’re fucking passives, man.)

Jason: So why are you talking about cats fighting wars?

IRA: M’e meow meoing me meeow meeow ‘ow eo ow meowed ow meo me’ow meeoow meow meww. Me meeow meo ow. (I’m just saying, we could fight ‘em if we wanted to but we’re smarter than that. We choose not to.)

More to come!

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Power-up w/ Ira

August 23rd, 2007 by Georgia

Ira loves the simple things in life: naps, cat-nip, television, food, records, plastic, A/C. When he has to go without any of these things he gets pretty crazy.

IRA: Meee meocking meows! (This fucking sucks!)

Jason: Urgh.. What?

IRA: Mee! ow meows mee meeeow meowr. (Man! it sucks not having power.)

Jason: Go back to sleep!

IRA: Meo Me meo’w smeow… me’w eow  MEO! (But I can’t sleep… it’s too HOT!)

Georgia: Cooo-ow meo! C’o cooing ow meeow cooo eoow!(Shut-up man! I’m trying to sleep over here!)

IRA: MEO ME MEO’W! (BUT I CAN’T!)

[fan comes on, A/C kicks-in & all the lights come-on]

IRA: Meo weow, me’ow meow eo bmeeooww! (Hot darn, we’re back in business!)

Georgia: Owwch, co eows! (Ouch, my eyes!)

Jason: Yikes, that’s bright!

IRA: Meeowl Mleeow meow me meow! (Animal Planet here we come!)

Jason: You can’t watch TV, dude you need to sleep.

IRA: Mo Meo mee.. M’e meowg meooww telemeow meowwwal. Me meow me owx! (No way man.. I’m going through television withdrawal. I need my fix!)

More to come!

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Waking-up w/ Ira

August 22nd, 2007 by Ira

Sometimes Ira just won’t listen. He does what he wants and has no regrets. Here’s this morning’s conversion.

IRA: Meow meow MEOW! (Hey wake UP!)

Jason: Urgh!

IRA: Meow Meow, me’ow Meow! (Wake Up, I’m Hungry!)

Jason: What?

IRA: Mee ow Meow ess, (Get up lazy ass!)

Jason: Ira’s 3:30 in the morning.

IRA:  Meow me’ow Meow! (But I’m Hungry!)

Jason: Go back to sleep!

IRA: Meow ow, mee ooow! Meow me ooow meow mmmeee me oww meeers (Come on, get up! It’s not my fault you drank all those beers last night.)

Jason: Serious dude, go back to sleep. It’s not breakfast time yet.

IRA: Mee metch, me’s meoooow meow meooooow me ow meow, meo meow meow-ow me mee ow meooooooow meow (Hey bitch, it’s breakfast time somewhere in the world, now come-on and get up and feed me.)

Jason: Get outta here, I’m sleeping!

IRA: Meeowwwww! (Whatever!)

Jason: Urgh!

IRA: Meeeeow, me meow me meoooow meow meow meoooow me ow meoooooooe meow – meow meoooooow meoooow meow me. (Fine, I think I smell plastic downstairs anyway – that should hold me over until you get your sorry butt up and feed me.)

More to come!

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Ira in the Dark

August 22nd, 2007 by Georgia
Ira's always got his trusty flashlight!

Ira has always got his trusty flashlight!

Thunder storms don’t scare Ira but losing power well that’s another thing entirely.

IRA: Meee meow MEOW! (Hey watch OUT!)

Jason: What?!?

IRA: Meee’ow meow ow me, men! (Don’t step on me, man!)

Jason: Oh! Sorry Ira. I can’t see anything.

IRA: Me sheow! Mee meoower meow meow eow ow meow meost meow ow meows. (No shit! The power went out with that last round of storms.)

Jason: Man, it’s dark in here. Where’d I put that darn flashlight?

IRA: Meode, meow eoww hmeow meow eeow meeow meow meow meooo meock! (Dude, that whole human sight thing must totally suck! )

Jason: Shit, was that you, IRA?

GEORGIA: MEEEEOO OW! (WATCH IT!)

IRA: Me meow oow- oow meow meow-oow me mee meowd hmeow – me meo’w mee ow meow. (I told you- you gotta watch-out for the stupid human – he can’t see to well.)

Jason: Sorry!

[paws on hardwood]

Jason: Where’s she going?

IRA: Meo’w meeow meow-meoss ow meoww meows, meeeow meow mee med. (She’s scared shit-less of these storms, probably under the bed.)

Jason: Oh! What about you? You not afraid?!

IRA: Me, oow ow! Me’o meow meeow meow Me’o meeow meow meowie meeowic ow mee meows. (Me, hell no! I’m just pissed that I’m gonna miss Katie Couric on the news.)

Jason: That’s right, you stare at her more than the Animal channel.

IRA: Meow meo me eow? Mee metch eo OWT! Meo eow me hmeow m/ meowy meo meoww meow es. (What can I say? The bitch is HOT! Well for a human w/ shitty eye sight that is.)

More to come!

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Singing Ira

August 21st, 2007 by Ira
One of Ira's favorite places to take a nap.

One of Ira's favorite places to take a nap.

With the recent rain this week, Ira’s been in a strange mood. Here’s today’s conversion…. yes, he’s a big music snob like his father.

IRA: Meow meow ow meow, me meow.. (They tried to make me go..)

Jason: Hey Ira what are you singing?

IRA: MEOW! (REHAB!)

IRA: Mey Wimeeoooooowwe, Meow!?! (Amy Winehouse, Duh!?!)

Jason: Oh!

IRA: Meeow, MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! (I said NO! NO! NO!)

Jason: I though you said she’s a slut.

IRA: Meow ow, Meow meo meow MEOW! (Not me, must have been GEORGIA!)

IRA: Meow meow ow meow, me meow.. (They tried to make me go..)

Jason: So now you like her?! I’m way confused.

IRA: Meeow, MEOW! MEOW! MEOW! (I won’t GO! GO! GO!)

IRA: Meow! meooooow meow (Yeah! she’s pretty good)

Jason: I only like that one song, I heard the rest of the album isn’t as good.

IRA: Meow meoooow meow meow, meow. Meoooow Meow. (You gotta give it a chance, man. It’ll grow on you.)

Jason: Wow! you must really like her.

IRA: Meow… meeee ow meonnwy lmeowis, meow meeoooow meow! (Well… she’s no Jenny Lewis, but she’s still pretty good!)

Jason: Oh really now you’re comparing her to Jenny Lewis, that’s interesting.

IRA: Meow, meow’s meow ow me meoooow ow me me meonnwy lmeowis, meo meow’s meow meoooow meow meow! (OK, she’s more of a sell-out than Jenny Lewis, but she’s got lots of street cred!)

More to come!

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Me & Ira

August 20th, 2007 by Jason
Ira and me!

Ira and me!

Everyone loves Ira, he’s the greatest cat ever! Next to Georgia of course but that’s a different blog. Here’s a recent conversion we had earlier this week….

Jason: Hey buddy, how’s it going?

IRA: Meow, meeeeoowww! (pretty good)

Jason: What have you been up to?

IRA: Meow, meow, meeeeoowww! (took a nice nap)

IRA: Meeeeooooooww! (I’m hungry!)

Jason: I know hang-on…

IRA: MEEEEOOOOOWWWW! (My belly needs FOOD!)

Jason: Hang-on Dude! Let me get some laundry started first.

IRA: Meow! Meow! (OK, but please hurry!)

Jason: OK, I’ll be right back

IRA: MEEEEOW! (Hurry darn it!)

More to come!

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