Nomenclature

Today in a UVM creative writing class, c. 10:30 ante meridiem: Mateus freewrites on the pseudo-romantic relationship between a 30-year old bachelor and his pet pug, Cat. Cat pukes whenever he is fed Purina or kettle corn. Bachelor dude realizes his entire life has been somehow externally driven to fit the mold of a mid-80s sitcom. He takes Cat on a walk at the [Boston] Common. The two last sentences are: “He stared back at me with those deep brown, puggy eyes and I said to him ‘Cat, you’re one fat bastard.’ He burped.” If it were a movie, its soundtrack would be a loop of Dollar Brand’s “The Wedding.”

Whoopdeedoo.