tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-319455152011-04-21T20:40:45.873-07:00Missives, musings and manuscripts by me.Perplexed Texthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18142352934892917938noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31945515.post-1156214522353906562006-08-21T19:38:00.000-07:002006-08-22T18:01:05.640-07:00- I can win an Oscar for acting like I have not been fed in weeks<br /><br />- I can say “screw you” and I cannot even speak<br /><br />- I will walk away when you call me. Slowly if you choose not chase and quickly if you do.<br /><br />- When you are mad at me for eating something on the counter, I will come back, work you and will be in your lap within 5 minutes.<br /><br />- I am your best bed buddy when it is cold. When it is warm or hot do not expect to see me all night.<br /><br />- I can recognize and will inspect anything new that you bring into your home. No matter how big or how small.<br /><br />- Don't change my litter brand or I might pee on the floor<br /><br />- I provide pure unconditional love at all times<br /><br />- I can be finicky about food and usually get what I want<br /><br />- I will sleep on anything without regard to material if it is new. After all it is mine.<br /><br />- I watch you when you sleep<br /><br />- I know I am your favorite and you seek me out to pet me.<br /><br />In return for all of these great <strong><em>catitaristics</em></strong> I only ask that you do a few things for me. Feed me, love me, flush my toilet on a regular basis and do not let me suffer. Let me go when it is time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31945515-115621452235390656?l=perplexed-text.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Perplexed Texthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18142352934892917938noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31945515.post-1154818317661682012006-08-05T16:50:00.000-07:002006-08-05T16:34:46.953-07:00George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950), when asked on his deathbed, “What would you do if you could live your life over again?” said, “I’d like to be the person I could have been but never was”.<br /><br />Coulda, woulda and shoulda. Words I use often but try not to. Brando used it, “I coulda been a contender”.<br /><br />The only coulda statement that rings true for me is “If I had 20/20 foresight I coulda lived the perfect life”. If I could go out to the golf course and shoot 18 every time there would be no challenge. “I coulda broke 80 if the wind did not come up.” If I caught the fish every time, fishing would be no fun. "I shoulda set the hook harder".<br /><br />So yes, I coulda and shoulda done things differently. But my perfections and MISTAKES are what make me the person that I am.<br /><br />In a different life I think I would have been a Buddhist monk with no worldly possessions. I always want something material in nature. My latest obsession is the <a href="http://www.toyota.com/fjcruiser/index.html?s_van=GM_TN_FJ_INDEX">Toyota FJ Crusier</a>. Do I need it? Nope. I have a good SUV now. Do I want it? Yep.<br /><br />The Buddhists believe that in order to obtain enlightenment one must give up all materialistic possessions. There is something to that I think. In answer to the <a href="http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.com/">Sunday Scribblings</a> question, “I woulda been a monk.”<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31945515-115481831766168201?l=perplexed-text.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Perplexed Texthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18142352934892917938noreply@blogger.com2