By Frank Indiana and Dennis Knight
January 6th is Will Someone Feed The Cat’s birthday. That being the case, we decided to compose a Wrap, featuring 10 of Cat’s offsite articles.
It’s our way of saying, “Thanks for caring about others with passion and for making OS an even better and more inclusive place than it ever would be without you.”
For those of you who don’t know Cat, her real name is Lorraine. She writes for The Toronto Star and The Hamilton Spectator. Her columns run twice weekly.
Yep. That’s two deadlines a week.
Lorraine has also been published in various other forums and publications; most recently being awarded, January’s Humor Writer of the Month by the Erma Bombeck Writer’s Workshop, and featured in their January Newsletter.
Lorraine works tirelessly here at Open Salon, finding and spotlighting the talent of OS members in her now famous (or infamous) Friday Wraps.
She does this for free. Unless you count the standard accumulated tippem fees which I’m guessing are probably somewhere between .000001 - .0000001 ¢ents per year - just like the rest of us.
She reads our stuff, writes succinct and heartfelt reviews, and gives Open Salon writers what they hope for: a chance to shine and be read by others.
Oh. And the opportunity to wear a tiara.
As a disclaimer, Frank is a former recipient of the coveted Friday Wrap Tiara Award. It now resides in his trophy room, along with hundreds (actually thousands) of other awards.
We were going to ask Lorraine to take a picture of herself wearing a tiara for this piece. But it turns out she wears one most of the time in real life. Here she is being photographed with a pal on a recent trip. Note the headgear. Sheesh.

Okay then. Enough introduction. Here’s our birthday present to Lorraine. 10 articles written in Lorraine’s inimitable style and reviewed by us - with a tiny featurette at the end, titled, Cat Nip, revealing a few little known and somewhat shocking truths about her life.
Happy Birthday Lorraine. You done good kid.

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Lorraine’s Articles from Wheels - Reviewed by Frank
In an auto industry gone “Humpty Dumpty” (Lorraine’s most apt description), what makes you think everything’s going to be the same when you turn in your leased vehicle? As usual, Lorraine’s way ahead of you. In Returning Your Lease? Don’t Get Gouged, she chats up the president of Automobile Protection Association, who offers lots of tips for people whose leases are about to expire. “He also notes that APA experts, on average, have reduced the estimated tab to lessees by as much as 50%,” says Lorraine. Dang. Who even knew there was such a thing as the APA?
We all personalize our vehicles. Some people go for fuzzy dice. Some people want statues of St. Christopher and dream catchers. (I go for cracked jewel cases and candy wrappers on the floor.) In My Next Car Comes With A Chainsaw, Lorraine has some words for you: “Windows are to see through, not declare where you’ve been, what you’ve done, or that you’re protected from evil spirits. I remain baffled by consumers who revel in owning all the latest in airbag technology and the finest braking systems, who then plunk a box of Kleenex in their back window and a GPS in the centre of their field of vision.” Note the Canadian spelling of “center.” Don’t even ask about the chainsaw.
Don’t get Lorraine started on names. It seems that Renault has decided to name its newest model “Zoe.” With an umlaut over the “e.” (Shades of Spinal Tap!) And lots of prickly French parents have their berets in a twist. But in What’s In A Name?, Lorraine points out how car names have become kid names. Many of us know a Mercedes, a Dakota, a Sierra. Back in the ‘80s, I considered naming my son Gremlin after the car I was driving at the time. I passed. But his middle name is Country Squire.
I make no bones about it: I am terrified of motorcycles. I come by my terror honestly; from the time I was old enough to ride a trike, my mother made me understand that “motorcycle” was a synonym for “instant death. Butch Kelly’s parents agreed with mine. But that didn’t stop her from marrying Jim and becoming part of a group known as the Steel City Riders. “Part of a group like your heart is part of your body,” notes Lorraine. Lorraine was there when Butch was inducted into the Canadian Motorcycle Hall of Fame—and wrote a beautiful portrait of Butch for her readers. Which include me. There’s nothing scary about reading about motorcycles, especially when Lorraine’s doing the writing.
Leave it to Lorraine to provide holiday tips for—wait for it—parking. Boxing Week Rules is a practical mediation how to keep everything—including your car, your packages, your keester, and, most of all, your sanity—safe this holiday season. Hey, the parking lot is a dangerous place. Lorraine shows you how to negotiate it with her typical grace and good humor. She also references “Boxing Week,” which is apparently something they celebrate in Canada.
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Lorraine’s Articles from Motherlode & Other Features - Reviewed by Dennis
Okay. I admit this is one of my personal favorites. Picture Lorraine trying to talk her sister Gillian into appearing on a Canadian reality TV show called, Mantracker. Got that image firmly in your mind? Now add the concept of the show: Lorraine and Gillian are “the prey,” released into a remote wilderness in Canada for 36 hours and hunted by Mantracker - Terry Grant. This is classic stuff folks.Lorraine’s family is often the inspiration for the funny as well as the nostalgia in her posts. This one features a Canadian TV show about people who never throw anything away, “to do” lists that may never get done, and undiagnosed metal disorders as the fodder for the whimsy.
Ever have to take your kid to get his driver’s license renewed? Well, imagine a similar scenario in Canada except it’s the renewal of a health card. Watch Lorraine and her son spar in the government office and smile along with them for the camera. This link takes you right to the Toronto Star.
If you’ve never visited Lorraine’s blog you really should. Her blog is a little different than her columns. She’s a bit freer to express herself at her snarkiest. Which is always very entertaining. Scroll down to the entry for December 21, 2009, titled, “Slate and the Explainer.” Prepare to hold your sides and become an instant fan of the blog.
Last but not least, Lorraine writes an advice column titled, Blame It On Lorraine. Yep. You can send in a question and receive an answer. You’ll find her replies are witty, wise, and whimsical. You’ll also recognize the same caring compassionate heart we’ve come to admire here at Open Salon, offering counsel seasoned with kind humor.
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Cat Nip
Lorraine says she loves to meet pressing needs in her community. We’re not really sure where that community is. And we’re not really sure we want to know.

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As most of you know, the only member on Open Salon that Lorraine has chosen to “favorite” is The National Geographic Channel.
The reason for this is not really much of a mystery.

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Lorraine is fond of boasting about her Canadian citizenship. But in the course of researching this piece (okay, using the Google on the internets) we came across this embarrassing photo. Note what appears to be the Canadian border flag in the distance.
Lorraine met with us in Fort Lauderdale, Florida to discuss this birthday article.
She expressed outrage after realizing that we both use stock photos boosted from the internet for our avatars. We had assumed her photos were fake too.
Lorraine partied with us anyway and after plenty of gin, Night Train, and a few warm pints of Guinness she talked us into posing for a photograph.
She threatened to expose us by posting the photo of our actual faces unless we promised not to publish this birthday piece.
We weighed the consequences and decided to outfox the Cat and post the photo ourselves. Here's Cat with the two of us, whooping it up at the Florida club.
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The rest of this post is for the Open Salon family to leave whatever comments you want for Lorraine. Try hard to embarrass the heck out of her :)
We were able to contact only a few of you about this post. All of you would have been contacted if we had not run out of time. Open Salon is a huge family now. So please know that each and every one of you is important, appreciated, respected, and - equally - asked to comment on this post.
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Comments
Happy Birthday, fellow Capricorn (I knew there was some deepseated reasons we were connected; it's that damned zodiac)
Your mark on OS is indelible. You’ve uncovered treasures, comforted wounded souls, evinced a hundred colors, fashioned your own exquisite gems, united a community, and won our boundless gratitude.
We love you. Happy Birthday.
~ Ann
This is the song we sing at every birthday party in my house. Blow out your candles, and hear me singing it to you. You are such a blessing and a treasure.
Lang zal ze leven,
Lang zal ze leven,
Lang zal ze leven in de gloria
In de glo-ri-a, in de glo-ri-a
Hiep-hiep-hiep hoera!
Hiep-hiep-hiep hoera!
(Let her live long,)
(Let her live long,)
(Let her live long 'in glory,')
(in glory, in glory)
(hip-hip hurrah!)
(hip-hip hurrah!)
(And guys? You done good, too.)
`
Kurt Vonnegut paraphrased`
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Kurt (Cat wrote this below-
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I honestly believe, though,
we are wrong to think that
moments go away never to
be seen again.
This moment and every one-
This moment and every one-
Evert moment last forever.
Happy Birthday. I reread.
What a great post ref Cat.
I had no idea. Thanks Cat.
and others who honor Cat.
I'm proud to know you, lady.
Have a great birthday!
(thumbified for being beautiful inside and out)
This was totally Dennis's idea. So thank you, Dennis, for your kindness and commitment and wit. I'm humbled and honored you asked me to be part of your really, really nice post.
Also, just in case you're wondering: Dennis is the more classically handsome one. I'm the sexier one.
Happy birthday, Lorraine. Slanty Bolds for everyone.
If I may say:
The only thing that is true in Frank’s statement (besides his birthday wishes) is that he is the sexier one. I am a remora.
That was one (I can count). Here's two: Frank and Dennis, I'm sure glad you posted your real photos, so's I can distribute copies around my neighborhood (where nearly everybody plays the banjo and keeps a shotgun by the doors (front and back), so they'll give you safe passage when you come to fete me in a similar way, someday. And, hey, if you can't make it yerselfs, sending Lorraine as a surrogate will be acceptable. Safe passage guaranteed! - Clark
belly buttons sometimes lintsy
I've now gone on too long for haiku
So here's a happy birthday to you.
Janie - no way. Steve Blevins is the Doctor. I’m the little fish that rides on bigger fish.
CK - stop using $25 knock us down words we can’t understand.
Happy Birthday Lorraine. Maybe feed that kitty today (?)
Shazam!!
(Calm down, boyz... I'm talking about Lorraine, not you.)
happy birthday, lorraine, and thanks for all the heave-ho effort you put into trying to keep our unwieldy ship moving forward. it's working. [raising tankard of pirate wimmin ale] (well, make that a gimlet instead)
Geez, seems like it just was your birthday last year :) Thanks for the wonderful articles in the papers and here on OS. Your talent speaks for itself. May your pen (okay, computer) keep it going there for you and all of us readers. Plus of course, you look Gaw-jus. Some people have blue eyes - yours look violet in these pics. Thirty-five is looking pretty good on you ;) Hope you have a great day and even better night !
Scarlett xox
Another day, another year passed. Nothing changes but the amount of black hairs on your top lip!
You are a wonderful human being and very giving of yourself. I see a light in the distance, another lantern.
Keep on shining.
x
He's 'way handsomer. And he's a better cook. And a better actor, for that matter.
Some observations about Cat, cribbed from people who can write better than I:
-- Dogs have owners, Cat has staff. (anon)
-- "...i have had my ups and downs
but wotthehell wotthehell
yesterday sceptres and crowns
fried oysters and velvet gowns
and today i herd with bums...." (my alter ego)
"As anyone who has ever been around Cat for any length of time well knows, she has enormous patience with the limitations of human kind." (Cleveland Amory)
"...one life up and the next life
down archy but always a lady
through it all and a
good mixer too always the
life of the party archy but never
anything vulgar...." (as above)
"I can haz tiara?"
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LORRAINE.
Seriously, you're an inspiration to us all (well, to me, at least--does that count?), with the time you spend on OS, feeding cats, writing for the papers/column, Momming, etc.
Big huge thank you to Frank & Dennis for putting this together--excellent job, boys! Now where's my drink?
xoxoxo,
We will gladly welcome you as a U.S. citizen.
Provided, of course, that you bring tiaras.
For everyone.
Many many thanks for your Friday Wrap-Ups, your witty posts, and your unflagging attention to Open Salon.
BTW, any chance you could put in a good word for me at National Geographic? :-D
I too wanted to say Congrats on the Bombeck award. I know this means a heckuva lot to you.
And Lorraine - you know a mark of a good writer when they make you laugh and cry. You accomplish this.
There was one quote I remember reading from your blog (I think it was your blog) where you said "there is glory enough for everyone" and that has stuck with me. Now just give me some of yours ;) ha-ha
and she's nice. I like that. talented, caring people who are nice.
happy birthday nice lady. I hope you're warm, loved and happy today. god knows it's a frozen tundra here.
*walks away weeping*
Great job, guys! Thank you both.
Happy Birthday, CAT!!!!
It's so confusing. All these people using my name to wish YOU a happy birthday.
But I'm so glad it's your birthday. Of course you were born on the feast of the epiphany. Of course, oh epiphanous one.
So, was there some big shiny light shining over Bumfuck Canadia when you were born? Or was it east bumfuck you were born in? Can't ever remember.
Anyway. Love you. Love your writing. Love your presence in the community.
And Lorraine? I don't think that possum's playing, darling. I hope you weren't intending on rescuing him.
Then again, you could finally feed the damn cat with it already.
Love,
Rainey
Let's see... that's one slanty bold for spotted. Same for JK. A near beer for CK, warm pints of Guinness for everyone else - on the house - and a bottle of Thunderbird for Cat. Who'd I miss?
Dennis and Frank, this is a fabulous birthday post!
You have taught me so much and reminded me of even more. Your words echo in my head on a daily basis and make me a better person. A little quote from Anne Lamott as a cyber birthday gift from me to you, a quote that summarizes for me what you embody in your writing:
"I have learned that most of the time, all you have is the moment, and the imperfect love of people."
Thanks for making my imperfect corner of the world a better place.
Happy Birthday!
Melissa
Great post, also, D&F
Beware of guys who hand you possums.
Thanks for tending bar, Dennis. I took the liberty of prepping the crudites.
I dunno what the crudites thingies are but am I ever glad you're back. Never seen such a rush on free booze in all my life.
xoxo Reid
In your honour, I've decided to go Canadian today. I'm wearing my favorite runners, and my touque of many colours (killed two birds with that one, eh?). In your honour, but just for today, I'm adding extra letters into words here and there for no apparent reason.
I stopped for breakfast when I was oot and aboot this morning, and ordered a side of back bacon with my eggs. I wanted to eat something Canadian for lunch, but couldn't think of any other Canadian food (darn, I should've thought of crudites) - so I bought a 2-4 of Labatt's instead, along with a pack of smokes, even though I quit smoking like 20 years ago. To sober up, I'm driving to the brand-new Tim Hortons about 12 miles from my house and ordering me a double-double, being sure to keep an eye out for the State Police, which is our version of the Mounties, eh?
So, now I'm thinkin that it's pretty sweet being Canadian -- what with all the Labatts and coffee and sugar coursing through my veins. I've got me a double date with Bob and Doug McKenzie to round oot my day of being Canadian in your honour. Looking at the photo of you with Frank and Dennis in Florida, well, let's just say I think it's really MY birthday today!
As much fun as it's been being Canadian for a day, I have to draw the line somewhere, though, and I want you and the rest of the wourld to know that I will never, ever love a hockey team other than my beloved Red Wings.
Have a good day, eh! I appreciate and admire all your give 'er on OS (I am not sure I used that one correctly), and I hope you get showered with loonies and toonies — figuratively, of course!
(I knew living in Canada for a time when I was a kid, having relatives in the Soo, and living across the bridge from Windsor the rest of my life would pay off someday!)
You are an inspiration to all of us here on OS.
Thank you and Happy Birthday!
rated for Cat
You truly are the most valued contributor/editor/writer/ comedienne/encourager around OS -- and thanks to you, many newbies are now in MY faves -- i.e., JL Bane, to name one.
Walkawayhappy and I are not the only ones who receive those PMs of thanks or encouragement -- I'm sure your inbox must be stuffed with replies from all those who receive your love notes.
And finally, in the words of Dorothy Parker, when asked to use the word "horticulture" in a sentence:
"You can lead a whore to culture, but you can't make her think. "
H A P P Y B I R T H D A Y W S F T C
W E L O V E Y O U
Barboy! I'll have two Boyishly Slim Hips, straight up!
Happy birthday, power woman!
2 parts diet tonic
7 parts peppered vodka
splash of vanilla SlimFast
Garnish with a lemon wedge.
Enjoy!
Great party, Cat...open bar, infectious diseases, crudites...
Here's my favorite of your off-site posts for everyone to read:
"A visit from the nerd herd"
http://www.thespec.com/printArticle/594882
xoxo
*Runs off to read the link Travis posted*
::@@::
It's been stolen!
Fuckin' Canadians.
Happy Birthday, Lorraine!
Happy Birthday! I'm so glad to know you.
Happy happy happy birthday, Lorraine, Miss Cat of the Tiara Extraordinaire. Your writing and presence makes OS better.
And CK... what the heck is a Badonk-a-Donk?
Thanks for tending bar Frank. The only mixed drinks I can make are Irish Car Bo-mbs (that's Guinness and Bailey's for the Canadians present) or a Boiler Makers (Rolling Rock and a shot of Whisky - never with the "e").
"From early on I valued the gift of memory above all others. I understood that as we grow older we carry a whole nation around inside of us, places and ways that have disappeared, believing that they are ours, that we alone hold the torch for our past, that we are as impenetrable as stone. Memory still seems a gift to me and I hold tight to those few things that are forever gone and always a part of me..."
CK - what’s “Google”?
Great Frank. Throw me to the lions...
Nah, just pussycats, Knight. You ain't scared of no steeenkin pussycats?
I tremble because the English for "velvet your claws" has no Canadian equivalent.
If anyone's up for a road trip to Cat Country, Ms. Stim & I are heading to Ontario this August.
What do I say Miss? Well, first please feed that darn cat of yours. Second, you were my second 'real' friend on OS and I am incredibly grateful to you for that. Beyond that, I know you are a bright light and it evident by all that you do here and beyond.
Many bright wishes coming your way! Love you! Happy Day!
::calls gym to order up sessions with trainer::
::finds field manual for how to cook road kill in extreme situations::
Our Lady of the Perpetually Hungry Cat,
I'm really, really glad to wish you Happy Birthday. If you hadn't been born, you wouldn't be here. If you weren't here, we'd miss you. And yeah, I get that before we "met" you, we didn't know we were missing anything around here . . . but then you got here, and . . . aw, hell - you get the picture.
Love ya', Our Lady.
Happy B-Day.
You Rock. AND Roll. (and role, but that's a whole 'nother story)
"Champagne is a great leveleler... It makes you my equal."
Well... maybe not in this case. I mean, you 're taller than I, and more prolific, and you have those boyishly slim hips... damn.
Happy Birthday and...
Thanks for all your help.
Thanks for helping everyone here on OS.
Thanks for being such a great person.
just... thanks.
You came back just in time.
Duane
Your stuff is brilliant!
-Tim Haywood
Reflections of a Shallow Pond
Thanks for this, and count me among the horde that loves StarvyCat.
::rubs hands in the classic “hiding an evil secret” fashion::
Happy Birthday, Cat!
I wanna be like Lorraine. Now I can put her picture on my refrigerator for inspiration, right next to Michelle Obama. Happy Birthday!
One more birthday and you'll be 40, eh? lol
Hope it's the best year, ever.
Very, very, very nicely done, men.
Sorry, I didn't mean to tread on waters that had already been trod. Or... walked upon (does that make me all Jesus-like?) Ooops, I guess I'm showing my Canadianisms by apologizing. Sorry about (or aboot) that.
This just beats mine all to hell. What an incredible amount of work you went to.
Rated for... well... too many things to mention.
Happy Birthday Lorraine!!
Happy Very Late Birthday! Hope it was wonderful!!!!!!!!!
And I'm not surprised about that prestigious humor award but big congrats! I think humor is the hardest of all to write.
I'm sure that at some point somebody has said, "Leave every place better than it was when you got there." That's what Cat does with OS.
Lorraine:
when I get over my phobia and learn to knit someday, I'll make a birthday present for you.
--
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