what do stars think about?.......

.......whilst they are looking down upon us?

- well there is quite some distance between them all, so they probably don't have many conversations...so they would get bored and maybe count all the other stars.....

who would win in a fight.........

...between a baboon and a bear?!!!!!!! well firstly what type of bear, it has to be a grizzley surely although a koala is one fierce sir!! i'm forever ducking from their mean punches!!!! now judging on size surely shirley the grizz would completely destroy mr baboon, but then he is very agile..hmmmmm and also vicious hmm hmmmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! and then there is also the fact that baboon are never alone for long, they work in gangs...poor old grizz he doesn't have a hope in hell!!! :(

brain filing system.....

....seems to be as chaotic as my life in general, i've never been one for filing away important information straight away and end up with HUGE piles of paper everywhere. Then when i do put things away its never in the most obvious of places/systems so it takes me ages to find the bligthers again!!! I started out with really good intentions.....have a filing systems of cabinents in aphabetical order, but as usual theres a disordered pile on my mind's floor!!!!!

LOVE IT OR HATE IT....

MARMITE.........hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.....................yum yum yum! I love it but its certainly not to everyone's tastebuds. Especially those little blighters otherwise known as Nats...the little critters which are super sneaky and hide away in your clothing then wait for their moment and bite bite bite!!!!!

Pah!Blah!sticking out of tongue!what the hell does that juicy looking human taste of?!!!!!!!!! that is the most disgusting thing my lips have ever tasted!

MARMITE - love it or hate it, but it does have it uses. Perhaps eating this substance is not essential, maybe if we were to smother our bodies in it and nat squad would still stay away. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.............

if sugarcubes could talk.....

what would they sound like?

i reckon they do talk anyway, the cubes natter away while they're huddled up in a bowl ready to be used. But they have quiet, delicate voices and they only speak of sweet things. How lovely it would be being a sugarcube.

if badgers had wings..............

..........they could go everywhere!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!hahahhahahahahaha. I wonder though if they would be elegent flyers? for their bodies are quite sturdy, i imagine them to be more like a cross between a flying squirrel and a chicken...so actually, they wouldn't get very far at all!

why did the chicken cross the road?

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm...my first query is why was the chicken by a road anyway, shouldn't it be living it up in a farm (battery - boo, free range/organic - yea!!)....perhaps this chicken has come from one of these city farms and has decicded to leave the roost and become cosmopolitian, getting a job in the city. Or perhaps its got lost whilst wandering around the farm and has found itself by a road...maybe the chicken has spotted a handsome rooster (he may have a splendid crow) on a neighbouring farm and is having to cross a road to try her luck......hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...............

(sorry i have no photos of placement )

??????

a first?......

this dawned on me today as i was sitting in the sun pondering, hence the writing in chalk and not the usual doodle.

got to thinking about when you're having a conversation with someone and you both say the same thing at the same time.....obviously thinking the same. So, how do we know that when we think about something that no-one else has already thought that before.... back in time there had to have been original thoughts...theres documentation for many of the forward thinkers..but then again whose to say that they were the only ones to have come to their conclusions, it could be the case (as i suspect in many cases) that they were the ones fortunate enough to be recognised for it first. my brain hurts.

pearls of wisdom.....

if anyone knows the story behind this one, i would love to hear it.

urm................

Dancing?.....

the best piece of advice ever given to me was that you should dance everyday to keep the blues away.

Good advice.

It works evrytime, don't know why, I reckon when you leap around to music (if you dance like me anyway) it must knock a lever/switch thingy in your brain from 'down' to 'up'.

on a wander......

I like wanders. Epic wanders are my fav. Finding places i've never seen before.

I have no sense of direction, so i tend to get quite lost :S which can be fun, but often annoying. I go round and round in circles, or even squares!

Left, right, left, right, 1 step, 2 step, 3......stop. 1 step, 2 step.

what type of tree....

what type of tree would i enjoy living or playing on if i was a squirrel? it would have to be one with many branches which twist and turn so there was lots of places to leap and runaround on. The trunk should be thick and sturdy - lots to grip onto, and roots which were easy to hide behind. Something like you see in a Tim Burton film would be ideal.

the door to.....

now where did i put those nuts?!!!!.........

now this is something that has been bothering me for the last year.......i often see squirrels running about, digging in various sites looking for their buried nuts. But what i want to know is why after all these years of being on this planet they have not evolved enough to remember where they have buried the nuts in the first place. I know the birds are cunning characters and watch and wait while they bury the nutty goodness and then sneak in after them and take them for their own yummy meal, but i would have thought by now that the squirrel's brain would have caught onto this and maybe expanded enough to have rubbed two brain cells together and come up with a super-duper plan to have hidden the nuts in a secret, bird free site. O well, heres to watching squirrels rummaging in random places and scratching their heads in puzzlement.

twice as nice.........

they are strange fellows. they have no vocal box, so how do they communicate? mouth open wide-nothing. maybe it's one nod for no, two for yes. what about gossip? they would not do such a thing as they spend time eating leaves thats all. what about danger? enemies? i don't think they have any for they are lovely fellows.