I really did try and write in my blog today, but it's not my fault.
I got entangled within the 1000,000,000 degrees of separation that is the internet, and what started out as a simple search on 'Freedom of Speech' ended up with a google video of a cat playing the piano.
I mean it was okay, y'know for a cat, but its tempo was all over the place.
Showing posts with label Cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cats. Show all posts
Cat News Stories
There is a disproportionate number of news stories on cats.
It's a fact.
Even a venerable institution such as BBC News still publishes a story every few months that describes how a cat travelled - for example - to an old home after being moved miles away, or hundreds of miles after accidentally wandering onto a vehicle; how a cat has learned to take a bus, how a cat gets a lift home every day... Seriously, I get lifts all the time, but do I get a news story? No. I get called lazy.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/8176971.stm
I like cats. I really do.
But please no more news stories when one travels any kind of distance from one place to another, using any kind of mode of transport AND THAT'S IT...
short of piloting a biplane itself across the Atlantic wearing goggles.
That is the only acceptable exception.
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It's a fact.
Even a venerable institution such as BBC News still publishes a story every few months that describes how a cat travelled - for example - to an old home after being moved miles away, or hundreds of miles after accidentally wandering onto a vehicle; how a cat has learned to take a bus, how a cat gets a lift home every day... Seriously, I get lifts all the time, but do I get a news story? No. I get called lazy.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/8176971.stm
I like cats. I really do.
But please no more news stories when one travels any kind of distance from one place to another, using any kind of mode of transport AND THAT'S IT...
short of piloting a biplane itself across the Atlantic wearing goggles.
That is the only acceptable exception.
xx
Step one: Turn over your brain and SHAKE!
Maria Bamford, an exceptional comedian, has a joke in which she describes her secret desire that one day one of those 'Changing Rooms/Queer Eye/How Clean Is Your House-type shows' would come along and clear out her brain for her.
They snark about how the place is stuck in the 80s, and pick through her things asking - 'Maria, why do you have a paralysing fear of helium balloons in here? Shall we get rid of that?'
'No, I need that,' she replies.
I love Maria Bamford.
Anyway, after years of thinking very hard about everything - rather curiously - I don't feel like I can think about anything, my brain is so clogged with inane thoughts.
So, here's my plan. Let's flush away the clogged up rubbish. Let's give the ol' brain a good scrub inside and out -
and where will that junk go?
Onto you, of course! On to the wasteland of the internet...
What a silly question.
x
They snark about how the place is stuck in the 80s, and pick through her things asking - 'Maria, why do you have a paralysing fear of helium balloons in here? Shall we get rid of that?'
'No, I need that,' she replies.
I love Maria Bamford.
Anyway, after years of thinking very hard about everything - rather curiously - I don't feel like I can think about anything, my brain is so clogged with inane thoughts.
So, here's my plan. Let's flush away the clogged up rubbish. Let's give the ol' brain a good scrub inside and out -
and where will that junk go?
Onto you, of course! On to the wasteland of the internet...
What a silly question.
x
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