Let me tell you what is wrong around here. I do this little feature where I put a funny caption to a picture (usually a cat) that I find on my daily Internet travels. Often I get right to the psychological heart of the situation by bringing forward my advance knowledge of 'LOL catspeak' and the self-centred nature of the domesticated feline.
Now I see some of you toss me an 'atta-boy' and an old soup bone to gnaw on in appreciation every once in awhile. I appreciate Belle and Debra and Daisy who always have something good to say about the effort.
I used to let all that bother me but not anymore. Well that is not true. I have decided to no longer try to understand why I get over 1100 hits a day but the same 20 people making comments. Its maddening but one of the secrets of the universe that I just can't waste anymore of my brainpower to think about or solve.
I know I go overboard with most every regular feature around here. Is that causing blogger fatigue? Have I broke your spirits with my prolific nature? Have we seen the enemy and he is me?
You see, I also post my captioned pictures on Tumblr, where, if I have scanned hundreds of archives properly, I can see my work being celebrated - not secretly ridicule and scorned (I am talking right to you Mr Simon Tik Tok of Djibouti)
Some people from my own bloglist will repost my captions on Tumblr but never express a favorable opinion about the work back here at the 'Cave of Cool'. It's like I am their dirty little secret.
However, I know you are out there because I have seen your Tumblrs and you can't hide your love for the awesome little world of talking animals with deep interpersonal issues that I have created for very long.
Stop fighting the wit and giggle along with me or so help me GOD I will start to caption baby pictures. Things have finally reached THAT turning point in our relationship.
Govern yourselves accordingly.
These things should be running as a strip in the daily papers or as a feature on other sides EXCEPT 'Me Can Haz Cheeseburger?" They snubbed me once and changed my caption. Sacrilege. There is a reason you don't mess with an artists integrity.
I can't even get my 'Daisy' captions reblogged at Daisy's own site and she is my muse. Artists who have done work for me NEVER show off my commissions on their sites (except for M.D. Jackson).
I can only assume that you are embarrassed to be associated with the 'Cave of Cool' and that gives Cal a sad.
My unlimited love to you all.
Cal's Canadian Cave of Coolness
I forever stand vigilant to protect this planet from the myriad of forces that are always against us. Be it the octopus, zombies, aliens or the robots my team of human agents, and our feline allies, circle the globe in a never ending struggle for human freedom.
I learn all I can on every subject that interests me. I especially enjoy ancient history because in the past there are valuable lessons to be found. Also, if I ever get my time machine to work properly, it would be good to know a bit about possible destinations and what to expect when I get there.
I greatly appreciate beautiful design. Be it manufactured or found naturally I am fascinated by the process of invention. I am attracted to the unique, the strange, the haunted. I like to share what I find on this blog.
And not let us forget the 'Cephalopod Menace' who, if allowed to, would wrap their tentacles around all that is good and pure in this life and crush it until it remained no more. They are creatures of pure spite. Hate is all they know. Death is all they do. They are our most ruthless and determined enemy.
So we fight. Selena has the celebrity contacts, the cat is ruthless and without pity, Roosevelt's ghost has the experience and I do the wetwork.
Fighting for the future of the planet doesn't have to be a chore, however. We can take the time to appreciate all that is cool in this world even as we cut the octopus into bite sized chunks.
This is the reason there has always been and must forever be, a Cave of Cool. Be sure to wipe your feet before you enter.