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Beep beep beep? Beep beep!

Beeper came back!

That damned cat. That damnable, wonderful, beloved cat, who exists to plague me and delight me. It's like having a furry teenager.

His stupid name comes from one of the original Mystery Science Theater 3000 robots, back when the show started out on Twin Cities Public Access. Beeper was a robot who only spoke in beeps, obviously. When the feline Beeper was a kitten, he spoke in constant, staccato mews that sounded very much like robot Beeper. And so, among such loftily-named housemates as Asherah, Macavity, Wolfgang, and Beethoven, we have a cat named Beeper. Perhaps that's why he keeps running away.

I'm going home tomorrow for my little medical fiasco, and I plan on spending hours petting Beep and brushing cockleburrs from his fur. That infuriating, superlative cat among cats!


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Nov. 21st, 2002 10:32 am (UTC)
Okay, what's terrifying is I've met you like, once, and yet when I saw a cat named Beeper the first thing that popped into my head was "oh, like the proto-Tom Servo."

I'm such a dork. :)
Nov. 21st, 2002 10:40 am (UTC)
Clearly the reason we've met at all (besides being linked by dork friends in common) is the fact that we are dorks. Dorks congregate; they recognize one another in a crowd. Perhaps we give off a scent.... the scent of freshly-unwrapped role-playing figurines, or maybe the smell of a perfectly-preserved X-Men #1 issue being brought forth from its mylar bag.

More MST3K braggadocio: At their second convention I won a contest to play Doom against Mike Nelson. He won. Decisively. I have pictures!

I work with Bridget & Mike's nephew (Bridget's nephew by blood) at the wine shop. I'm always trying to get him to share my unending love with them, but he just smirks and tells me that the best way to show my love is to buy Mike's books. I'm attempting to exploit nepotism and he's throwing capitalism in my face. Alas for us poor dorks!
Nov. 21st, 2002 10:53 am (UTC)
I do believe you have a point. Dorks unite!

Although I've never smelled like a RPG figurine. I've smelled like a copy of "Death: The High Cost of Living #1" and once went to a Dr. Who convention with celery pinned to my shirt. I think that qualifies. But I was 12 at the time.

I've never met any of the cast or crew of MST3k, but I've driven past Energy Park studios (a safe place for energy to play!). Does that count?
Nov. 21st, 2002 12:15 pm (UTC)
Nov. 21st, 2002 11:18 am (UTC)
Speaking of MST3K, my conundrum-kitty (to borrow the phrase from alyska), was named Misha by her original owners; when she came to live with me, she was renamed "The Pumaman", aka Puma for short, after the movie of the same name that MST3K had a little fun with. It's always been one of our favorites.˙
Aug. 11th, 2012 03:56 am (UTC)
Funny I came across this posting. My cat just passed away a couple of days ago and his name was Beeper. He was 17 years old. We had another name at first, but he was a crazy kitten - always running at full speed. He reminded us of Roadrunner (Beep, Beep - get out of my way), so we started calling him Beeper.
Aug. 11th, 2012 02:27 pm (UTC)
My Beeper died a year and a month ago. I hardly knew how to function for a week. I still miss him horribly-- he was my furry soulmate, the first pet I ever felt that strong a love for.

I'm sorry you lost your Beeper. It's nice to know there were other loved Beepers with strong personalities out there!
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