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¡qué guay es tener plan!

¡qué guay es tener plan!

you may be wondering why you don't see more of me, and more of my art?     or maybe just what the hell happened?   you may very well not be wondering that, but now that I have said it, it must have crossed your mind. I hope I can provide an interesting enough explanation, without sounding like I am am whining, instead of winning. I always say that mine is a different category, called justified whinging, insert smiley and wily face here. Not that I am here to whine or to whinge. That's all behind me now. I just want to tell my story. I might work on getting some...

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words ‘n’ things

Words are not my thing! I mean they are and they aren't. I write fabulous speeches and polished blog posts in my head as I walk around, but I sit down at the buzzing box and it all dries up. And that's just the surface problem. I have always found words tricky. I have consumed endless quantities of them, and still do today, and I am so easily moved to action by well written words that I can imagine giving up copy-reading as a life saving move. As for copy-writing... it's the devil's work. Just yesterday I bought, one after the other, two information products/books because I checked my email....

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going over the damn wall, too much Coffee?

So, how is it that seven dogs and five cats is such a problem? The cats aren't really that much of a special problem in themselves. Well, apart from Coffee the new kitten, who makes life miserable for every one at times. At the same time as he is one of the cuddliest, most in your face cats around. He sleeps with us every night. He often curls up in the angle between my shoulder and my neck, and purrs away like a little mad purring engine, which is both a delight and a horror at the same time. Mayday however, doesn't see him in the same light. Coffee makes life impossible for him. Whenever...

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getting Eni, who is later to be getting down.

And later still to be getting put down. The story of Eni, my little man. 2001 till 2014, may his little body rest in peace. Eni once had a blog, which you can find over at Ha Llegado el Lider. He was the cutest little guy, and his life was cruelly and unnecessarily cut short by mobile phone use at the wheel. (that's my theory, how else would someone run right over him with both wheels at slow speed with a frantic person in front of their four wheel drive telling them visually and audibly not to proceed. They have to have been writing a wassap or similar to be paying so little attention...

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