tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13855432.post114174482731944068..comments2024-02-12T20:40:09.131+01:00Comments on Mutant Cat: 101 things to do with catsMichellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639879112148818986noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13855432.post-1141819616489554692006-03-08T13:06:00.000+01:002006-03-08T13:06:00.000+01:00Speaking of strange search terms, today someone fo...Speaking of strange search terms, today someone found me by looking up "mutant families of real life". Who are these people?<BR/><BR/>Thanks for the encouragement, but by this point it doesn't look like I've been chosen for a role, boo fucking hoo. It's typical though, I'm used to it.Michellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01639879112148818986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13855432.post-1141764244798960092006-03-07T21:44:00.000+01:002006-03-07T21:44:00.000+01:00Discussing strange search words and phrases, and h...Discussing strange search words and phrases, and how they came to pick up your blog, is an inexhaustable topic, and much fun. It's best though, to appreciate its meaningless nature, and not take it too seriously. In your case for instance, it may be the case that you dance occasionally, but you're never agressive. And I've zoomed into some of your pics and found no evidence of stubble. All looks beautifully smooth, so obviously, "shaving'" is not relevant to you [insert blank stare emoticon]. In my case, I often get the words, "tosser", "fuckwad", and "retard" in the search phrase. In fact, all of my hits are a result of these three words. But it's okay, as I know, it's meaningless. Isn't it?<BR/><BR/>I see you're in fine, self-effacing mood today, which is cool. I do it all the time, so I know it's not as meaningful as some would suppose. Anyway, I won't patronise you, saying, "no, no, Mutie, I'm sure you're acting is brilliant, and I'm sure your ass is the mostest". No, I'll speak of things I do know. <BR/><BR/>I've noticed when these opportunities come along, you're there. There's never any talk of "Oh, I wanted to go, but I was too busy", or, "would you believe it, I had a prior appointment elsewhere". No, you're there, pitching with the rest of them, in arguably, the most competitive profession on this planet. Now that is fucking admirable. You've got bigger balls than I have Mutie (figuratively speaking... I hope). If I had a hat on, I'd take it off to you, so to speak.<BR/><BR/>As for your body parts, I can't speak of that which I've never seen. All I can say is, and I've wanted to use this in a comment for awhile now - I cannot know if you live up to the callipygian ideal (smug), but the rest of you more than passes muster.<BR/><BR/>So there.Ronaldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05262559189959653957noreply@blogger.com