Snarly is 12 years old tomorrow. I shall be taking the day off and celebrating before she become a teenager and refuses to speak to me for the next 8 years. Here are a few select pictures of her to point at and go awww. Most of my pictures are still in printed photo form so I really must get on with scanning them.
Snarly asleep in a cupboard. She was trying to escape the chatter of her little sister.
Snarly in her summer dress.
Snarly on her first day at Big School
Snarly on a wander.
Snarly very high up.
I must admit to laughing out loud at this.
Does that make me a bad person?
Dearest Lady of the Big Bones,
It was so good to see you this morning at the train station. It has been some time and I had thought that you’d given up your protest. Even though you carried no placards and displayed no notice I knew about your protest at the removal of the benches from the platform. Why else would you place your ample derriere upon the cold and unlovely steps of the footbridge? Why else would you deliberately place your sack (for how else could I describe your discrete luggage) on the gap next to you? And why else would you balance your over sized and over sweetened Coffee Kiosk ™ coffee on the remaining small gap?
The protest was a success and I thank you heartily for it. The complaining commuters harsh words to the guards and station staff had the desired effect. Benches have now been placed on the platform for customers’ use. It is poor planning on their part that made them order benches with segregated compartments unsuited to your fuller figure. You could do as I do when I have a backpack that I don’t want to put down on the floor and simply perch on the end of a bench. They are secured to the platform with concrete.
Obviously you are aware of the success of your protest and have moved on to set right another great wrong. Sadly I am at a loss to determine what you are protesting against this time. Your actions seem to indicate that you protest against the length of time that it takes for a carriage door to open. I can see no other reason for you to stand squarely in front of the doors rather than to one side. You must know that you strike an imposing figure for any commuter that seeks to exit from the carriage. I saw one man today break down in tears as he very nearly fell against you. He had to be calmed by station staff and I fear that he may never recover not even with the tender administrations of tea and comfort.
May I be so bold as to suggest writing to the train companies rather than bludgeoning commuters as a first effort in changing train policy. If that fails then writing to your MP may be a worthwhile effort. Rather than trying to force the train doors open with your pudgy fingers you could take a moment to allow your fellow travellers to exit the carriage. I mean it isn’t as if the seats are contoured to fit you or the tables spacious enough for you so you are unlikely to move much beyond the door anyway.
The Magnificent Frog.
Happy POETS day everybody.
I’ve been reading Friendly Atheist a bit recently and came across a set of common questions that get asked quite frequently when I’m bothering the God Squad. I’d be interested in hearing your own answers to these questions or rebuttals if you are faithfully a faithful follower of a faith.
- Why do you not believe in God?
- Where do your morals come from?
- What is the meaning of life?
- Is atheism a religion?
- If you don’t pray, what do you do during troubling times?
- Should atheists be trying to convince others to stop believing in God?
- Weren’t some of the worst atrocities in the 20th century committed by atheists?
- How could billions of people be wrong when it comes to belief in God?
- Why does the universe exist?
- How did life originate?
- Is all religion harmful?
- What’s so bad about religious moderates?
- Is there anything redeeming about religion?
- What if you’re wrong about God (and He does exist)?
- Shouldn’t all religious beliefs be respected?
- Are atheists smarter than theists?
- How do you deal with the historical Jesus if you don’t believe in his divinity?
- Would the world be better off without any religion?
- What happens when we die?
In related news, The Hildy says that I take the God issue far too seriously but as she packed me off to work this morning with the tender phrase “Bugger off, it’s the first day of my holiday” I’m not listening to her today.
Every day at 12 o’clock Mrs Stressed in Finance reads the horoscopes out.
Not only do I find this interruption to my work irritating in the extreme but pandering to such superstitious nonsense really bugs me. It really isn’t the case that Uranus is controlling me, no matter what you read on the walls of public toilets.
Anyway, I’m irritable today because I had to finish my TMA last night by 11 but didn’t have enough time to get those last 3 or 4 marks on the final question. This has put me out of sorts as I have had plenty of time.
Anyway, I hope that everyone has a lovely, calming day with plenty of good luck. If the moon is shining on Uranus that may well be the case.