A snippet about Catpaw

I’ve tried to think up something witty and urbane for this section, but am at a serious loss. How do I describe my motives for writing this blog? Why does anyone write a blog? Because each of us thinks what we have to say is somehow so important, that we feel the urge to share it. I’m not sure 75% of what I have to say has any relevance other than to myself. The blog is mostly rants against creeping stupidity in our world, interspersed with silliness. If I’m going to be brutally honest, some of my writings are stream of thought ramblings.

Having said that, I think a major component of this blog is to piss off the extremes in society. I believe every sane person should see it as their mission in life to annoy, irritate and challenge those that behave as though they are lords and masters and spew out endless idiotic statements. I personally think we should hand all the extreme right wingers and left wingers leper clappers and make them call out “frothing lunatic” as they move about in public. That way we have a fair chance of avoiding them entirely.

So who am I?

Traits:

Very cranky, aversion to noise, handy with paws, believes the world needs more dictionaries.
Political atheist.

THE WORLD WILL NOT END IN 2012. Anyone who sends me “proof” that it is true will be immediately ridiculed.

Spam is not cool Note the previous entry. Anyone who spams my blog will be ridiculed. It just might take me awhile to get around to you. I have other things in my life that are much more important, like ridiculing conspiracy theorists and right wing nut jobs that have a Bible but no clue as to what is in it.

Hobbies:
Books – oh so little time, so many books, history, annoying people, stamp collecting, watching trashy b monster movies, Japanese Horror flicks (no dubbing please), loafing around in cafes, traveling, tinkering with computers, watching footie – Go Tottenham, Go Toronto TFC, indulging in some light photography.

Bad Habits:
Not enough space to write about.

Cravings:
Peace and quiet. I don’t want to hear your music, I don’t want to hear the movie you are watching in your apartment. I want to be left in peace. My hearing is very good and it’s not my fault you were too bone stupid to know enough to turn down the volume and now you’ve totally screwed your hearing so you in turn have to turn up the volume even louder so you can hear every little kaboom in the bad movie you insist on watching and now you are drowning out my tv so I have to BANG HARD on your door because you are also brain dead and don’t realise I don’t give a rats ass that you believe you have a right to disturb my peace and quiet. News flash – you don’t so turn the damn volume down or I’ll get really angry.

Favourite Food:
Would be simpler to write down what I don’t like: broccoli, umm… lets see … broccoli … ummm… Can’t think of anything else.

Favourite Place to Visit:
Anywhere my suitcase happens to be.

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