Sex and The City 2 may be banned in Abu Dhabi. Guess which city just jumped up my list of top destinations to live?

I live in LA, so it's always 80 degrees and sunny. We seriously never have rain, and when it does happen to sprinkle for 60 seconds it happens at 4 in the morning. So meteorologists have little to do out here. My local weather guy (Mark Thompson) annoys the shit out of me, because when he gives the weather...all he does is dance....and badly. C'mon man, at least fake like you're doing something!

I stumbled upon this enema kit for cats the other day. I'm rarely taken back when I see products catering to unique pet needs, but this one sort of grossed me out. I couldn't see myself sticking a water syringe up anyone's a-hole, much less a cat. How do you even know your cat is constipated? You can easily tell if a dog is, because you walk it several times a day, but cats poop on their own. I mean, if I owned a cat and didn't have to clean the litter box for a few days I'd feel fortunate. I wouldn't immediately start looking for ways to manually excavate my pet's colon. 

If you answered "yes," would you consider coming over and snaking my dogs pipes? McGruff hasn't pooped in a few days. However, if you plan on giving him an enema, you'll have to talk him out of his London Fog coat first—he's very fond of flashing joggers in the park.