Squidoo

I'd seen a number of reviews for Squidoo, and it seemed like a great idea but I'd just never got around to it. Yesterday I decided to take the plunge and sign up, and make my first 'lens' (page):

All About Tomatoes

A bit of a random one, I know. But this is what is great about the site - you really can write about _anything_, and you can immediately show it to the world. Be it tomatoes, origami, a film review, how-to's, biographies... you name it.

An obviously attractive aspect of Squidoo is the possibility of earning some pennies, through ad clicks on your lenses. Through a series in this blog I will be documenting this, as well as my experiences with Squidoo.

I've (as of this blog post) had 16 views on my lens. According to Squidaholic.com, my lens-rank has risen from #534,615 to #3,027 overnight :) Check back soon to see how this has changed!

Our love/hate relationship with cats.

I swear cats are like mini-humans. They know how to push all of your buttons, freak you out psychologically and wind you round their little finger (or paw, so to speak). So, here's a blog post dedicated to the Felis silvestris catus and their wonderful personality traits.


1)Awkward
Around 4:30pm every day I like to sit down and do some good ol' Brain Training. Yeah, warm up those brain cells. Oh, look, a cat. Is it trying to say something to me? "PLEEASE can I sit on your lap? PLEEEEASE? Purr, purr, I'm your best friend." Before I have a chance, it jumps on my lap (the heavy one, of course), and precedes to NUZZLE my DS. NUZZLE! I'm freaking subtracting at rapid speeds here! No nuzzling! Alternatively, she'll start to climb up my stomach to my chest as I tend to half-lie down when doing it. Some may find this cute, but when you've got a cat that weighs about the same as you it becomes painful. Oh, and finally, she'll claw your stomach and legs. Yeah, it's a sign of affection, but it HURTS :(

2)Aggressive
We have a toy thing that one of cats goes wild for. She must know its not real, but she stillinsists on biting it to death whenever she catches it. And then gives us a wide-eyed look when it starts moving again. "But, but... I killed it!" One has been known to attack humans when she's angry too. Well, I've experienced it, and she goes the whole hog, teeth and everything. Not nice!

3)A scaredy-cat deep down inside
One of them is just plain scared. Come in the front door, she'll be upstairs faster than a speeding bullet. Stroke her for hours, leave the room and come back and you're a stranger. The older one pretends to be tough, but the other day she saw another cat in the garden and ran back like a racehorse, tail the size of her body, meowing like nobody's business! Bless them.

4)Ever so loveable
Deep down, I love cats. One of them will roll around on the floor getting you to tickle her tummy, or lie on the sofa with one paw sticking out or lying nearly on her back. And they have such cute eyes! For all their annoying attributes, cats are truly loveable. Even if they don't care about you, really...

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Why I worry about the world: Car drivers just don't care

Ah, winter. Winter in England. Isn't it just the most joyous time of the year? Snow falling, birds singing, children laughing... or not. Try walking two miles every day in the freezing fricking cold, with 100mph winds going against you. Okay, so I'm walking on the way into town. It's cold, I'm wet. Oh, look, a crossing. A crossing with no lights, so I have to rely on the politeness and courtesy of my fellow countrymen and women to stop for all of two seconds to let me cross over. Two seconds. I'm soaked. My feet are squelching. Raindrops are running down my face, my vision is clouding. But no, I'm sure wherever they are meant to be getting to is MUCH more important than me. Because I'm sure it's just horrible in their nice, warm car with their music playing and their fancy drinks holders and adjustable chairs. I stand there for all of 5 minutes until some 'nice' (read: normal) person stops.

What is it with car drivers? They can be the nicest people in the world, but once they step inside that 2 ton metal block they turn into the devil's offspring, trying to turn every normal pedestrians day into a living hell.

Okay, okay. I'm generalising. But you do get some nasty drivers. You let someone go past you in the street when walking by, so why not with cars? Just because you're bigger, doesn't mean you're better! (Although I wouldn't want to be in a fight with you in one :])

/rant