Ghetto Cat Loop

I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop this morning in 33:07 as a warmup for a trip to Nashville to see my mother, a trip that, by the way, is partially inspired by the greatest of all of the internet's assets, which of course is that it makes it easy to replace a lost or disabled television remote control.
Back in the old days, if you lost a remote, you had to buy a new TV (and don't fucking mention universal television remote controls, because they suck dicks at least enough to make them unusable by my mother or me). Now, you just plug in the make and model of the TV and send somebody around $10 and five days later there's a new remote in your mailbox. Mom ruined hers, and I will take her a new one about five minutes from now.