He is the little shadow-kitty parked directly in front of your feet as you walk to Peirce. He is the dirty boy tumbling in the gutters. He is the splash of ebony against a pile of leaves, loafing majestically in the sun. Most importantly, he is Moxie. Everyone loves him and he knows it. He often tricks folks into thinking he is a lost little lamb wandering in the woods. Don’t be fooled. He is smarter than you and he knows exactly what he is doing. Here’s a collection of his adventures.
In case you missed the memo, it’s November. If that leaves you with a cold sense of dread (or a chilly attitude toward the next person who mentions that it’s November) – fear not! The Thrill has once again provided you another round of stunningly accurate and useful readings for the month ahead.
Aries– Careful of your FB page – pictures of you grinding on the Nuge at D-Cat’s gala will hit the Internet before long. Continue reading