From his facebook, this morning:
Oh Cat, why must you negate Morpheus’ sweet touch with the dulcet tones of your regurgitation? Why must you devour like some sort of cat food Galactus, and spew like some sort of cat food Fin Fang Foom? Most importantly, why do you do at a volume which wakes me, but not my beloved spouse? It’s like Werner Herzog directed a 9 Lives commercial.
I get some of my best lines from him. He’s also a source of infinite comics knowledge. I love him.