Cameron the cat would never miss a trick –
Often in the garden on patrol.
Otherwise sleeping, though frequently meeting
His one and only love – that earthen bowl!
Cameron the cat took everything for granted -
Sure, the street lay under his control.
Contentedly snoozing – perhaps he ‘d been boozing –
And toasting all that counts: his dearest bowl!
Cameron the cat would seek to take advantage –
His gullible owners often on parole.
Purring pathetically, and almost poetically,
He’d meow them into stacking up his bowl!
Cameron the cat was nonetheless a gem –
His owners saw him as their heart and soul,
But having to accept that he was so adept
At persuading them to fill his flipping bowl!
- Mark R Slaughter
Okay, I have to admit: I am a bit disappointed about the information that leaked through in the past days, I actually hoped – after watching heartbreaking Assassin’s Creed: Embers – that lovely Shao Jun might become the new heroine of the next Assassin’s Creed title.
In my opinion a woman would have blown some wind of changes into the series; but instead of an asskicking Chinese superassassinwarriorninja-chick we get the British-Amerindian coproduction Connor!
Am I the only one who has mixed feelings about the settings? I am really curious what Ubisoft will reveal in about 29 hours!
“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.”
Cats don’t care what dogs think
they just look down and sorta wink.
Perch themselves way up high
the dog barks and starts to cry.
It’s really not fair, those agile cats
hiding in places just like rats.
The dog wants to play, join in the fun
chase that cat, make it run.
But cats care less, don’t need to play fair
like to tease, don’t have a care.
Poor dog sits and wonders why?
Sly old cat naps with a sigh.
Dog keeps guard, waiting for a twitch
cat doesn’t move, not even for an itch.
The game goes on, cat unaware
the dogs just pleads, please care.
- Patricia Walter
Image by Eddie1856
When I was cleaning out the wardrobe last week I found this little fella:
I am sorry that he looks so miserable. He probably spent the last 10 years in a cardbox. I will definitely brush him up and get some batteries to see if Furbyfella still works.
I’ll keep you updated °(^Δ^)°
PS – and yes, it’s really Revolver Ocelot and Claire Redfield in the background.
Got to know these sad news last night and am still slightly shocked.
Adam lost the fight against cancer with the age of 42 on Feb 10th, 2012.
Portrait and virtual obituary
The world truly lost a great artist!
Confession first: I should be writing on my novel and not updating my blog, but when I was browsing through my image galleries I stumbled over those amazing pictures of Mads Mikkelsen and I really want to share it with you.
As probably everybody knows Mads would be my desired survival partner when it comes to a Zombie Apocalypse (followed by Gaahl, but that’s a different story…)
All pictures were taken by and are copyrighted to Patrizio Di Renzo.
I have always been a huge fan of di Renzo’s photography. I love his eye for surreal yet delicate beauty (check out Banshee and Characters – you’ll soon know what I mean). He takes that kind of pictures which tell a unique story.
His creations cannot by defined in a particular current – this statement from his website describes it best. He doesn’t take ordinary pictures. He shows something beyond the visible. This is at least my opinion.
I have been in love with Mads ever since. He is a fantastic actor who always melts into his roles (watch Valhalla Rising if you do not believe me, he doesn’t have any text in this masterpiece, but his attendance blows you away).
Anyways – I highly recommend to visit Patrizio Di Renzo’s website for more Mads and viewing pleasures!
And again the link patriziodirenzo.com/
Steps (Hermann Hesse)
Like ev’ry flower wilts, like youth is fading
and turns to age, so also one’s achieving:
Each virtue and each wisdom needs parading
in one’s own time, and must not last forever.
The heart must be, at each new call for leaving,
prepared to part and start without the tragic,
without the grief – with courage to endeavor
a novel bond, a disparate connection:
for each beginning bears a special magic
that nurtures living and bestows protection.
We’ll walk from space to space in glad progression
and should not cling to one as homestead for us.
The cosmic spirit will not bind nor bore us;
it lifts and widens us in ev’ry session:
for hardly set in one of life’s expanses
we make it home, and apathy commences.
But only he, who travels and takes chances,
can break the habits’ paralyzing stances.
It even may be that the last of hours
will make us once again a youthful lover:
The call of life to us forever flowers…
Anon, my heart! Do part and do recover!
In Flanders fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky,
The larks, still bravely singing, fly,
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
- John McCrae