I am Charles and I was born some forty years ago in Northern California. I had brown hair and brown eyes, and my family—the whole world really, seemed very odd to me. Much has changed since then.
Today, I live in Northern California, have brown hair with a lot of gray in it, green eyes (I don’t know how that happened), and I’m used to my family, but the world still strikes me as very odd.
I used to have four paragraphs here about how I got to be called Cat Boy and what medications I am currently taking, but it was boring and not really any of your concern anyway.
I really don’t know what else to say.
I walk a lot, and go through a lot of shoes as a result. You’ll get to hear about me buying shoes on sale if you read the blog often enough.
I enjoy putting my hand in a bin filled with dried beans or lentils and letting them run through my fingers. (I didn’t steal that from a French movie; it just happens that Amelie and I have something in common.)
As I am writing this, I have Judi Dench on the TV (not literally, of course) and a cat I do not know is sticking its head in the back door.
I lead a fascinating life.
