life story

Danger, experiments in AI conducted on unsuspecting viewers

dangerous liaisons experiments in time light the corners of my eyes, shifting coloured sands mount the passage of my life stupid colour combos mark the limits of my skills wasted time in danger always son of the cheap thrills (mothers of invention) yeah (right on brother) getting them so easy at the one low price of spills but all that time spent lolling could have been spent on making my me I me myself me me myself and I more employable lol me meme me meme me meme me meme me meme me meme me don't stop scrolling baby or better yet scroll and then stop and yon scroll on rinse...

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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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about gratitude

This should have been easier. I set out to write a post this morning before heading out with the furry family to help them let off a bit of steam, and then get some shopping in (very related to the post) but have gotten caught up in the admin of the website. I will be very grateful when I have finally gotten together a team. Webmaster is a title that sits rather uneasily on my shoulders. It's not that I don't think I could do it, learn how and all that, 'cause I sort of already have. I just think it's a full time job, for people who enjoy it. Or at least don't not enjoy it. And it needs to be full...

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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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Help, Hell and highwater (part two of the saga)

In my last post I mentioned that I have a problem, but didn't go too far in getting to what it is. I do have a terrible habit of getting off-track, or at least, trying to put in too much supporting information. I do the same when I speak, I'm good at the never ending story. But that's not the problem that I am referring too. My mental health is part of the problem, to be sure, but it's not the problem I wanted to talk about. The problem I want to talk about is part of the reason for the deterioration in my mental health more like it. I am sure there are very few CEOs or even...

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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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thoughts on Fuck, part one

thoughts on Fuck, part one

A new friend asked the other day about "the word". And I thank her for the question. I don't get it enough. She asked me if it meant something or if it was just gratuitous. I suppose I have plenty to say about this, so lets see how we go. I believe I could be accused of gratuitous use of the word, in the same way that Quentin Tarantino could be accused of the gratuitous use of the word fuck in his films. I however would not accuse him of it. His use of "the word" was not only justified, but indeed there would be none of the sense of power, life and urgency, or it wouldn't be so real,...

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