Following Advice

I give great advice. Usually spiritual, but often common sense advice. I try to take things from the perspective of the observer/listener. I ponder the best outcome then spew some pretty fantastic advice. It is a gift. I have done nothing to hone this. It is NOT a skill. Nothing I have practiced. So, if I know all of this about myself, why do I not follow my own advice? I don't even ask my own opinion on most things. I have gotten into some pretty tricky messes because I didn't.
Today I am going to begin asking my opinion and following my own advice. I will try it for 30 days and see how it goes. If it goes well, I will continue. If it doesn't, I will know immediately. I'm sure the people in my life will let me know if I am not giving myself good advice.
When in doubt, I will stop and ask for direction. Wish me luck!

Here kitty kitty...

I propose utilizing the stray cat population instead of rabbits (and other small animals normally found in the forest), for science.
Why you ask?
Every one of us can agree that there is an abundance of stray cats on the planet. Check your local newspaper and I'm sure you'll find at least 10 people looking to get rid of kittens, and a slew of 'organizations' looking to find homes for 'abandoned cats'.
Can you honestly say you've ever seen an ad for an 'abandoned rabbit'? I doubt it as they are generally found in forest glens and not defecating under your porch and eating your back yard birds.
Cats have genes similar to rabbits. Although the tests would still have to be changed, it shouldn't be too difficult. Besides, rabbits are nothing like humans, so where did the whole rabbit thing come from anyway? (maybe a story for another day?) Either way, on the gene front, it should be relatively simple and readily approved by the science community.

The kitty lovers out there who will no doubt hate me for writing this, should be happy with the idea. Every year countless cats are put to sleep. They are not adopted. If we took those cats and instead of putting them down, put them to work, it would solve many issues. The costs associated with euthanasia are pretty substantial when you think about how many are getting the needle every year. Then you've got the costs to man and operate the crematories.

I could go on for days with this issue, but I won't. I will leave you with this.
I would love to see the stray cat population in my neighborhood decrease, wouldn't you?

Nicknames

No wonder I feel like I've got Sybil Complex. I've got a slew of nicknames!
Besides the usual variations of my formal name, my mother calls me 'Brook' (as in babbling), because I talk a lot!
I've been called 'Rabidly Nice'. I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or bad thing, so I smiled and said 'Thank you!'

But CleverToast is my all-time favorite. My grandfather used to tell me that I was just like toast. Small but good. Then I saw an ad that struck my fancy and it eluded to being toast-ish as well as being clever, so I took the nickname CleverToast. It epitomizes who I really am.

I create nicknames for just about every person I deal with. My dear friend Alison is 'JellyBean'. My eldest daughter is Kukula (Greek for little doll). The list goes on but I won't bore you...well maybe I will. The baby of the family has many nicknames. Tululah, Toolie, Em, Fathead.

Actually anyone who comes in contact with me will at some point be called FatHead. It's a great nickname. I also call most small children 'RatBag'. I used the nickname 'Ya Fat Bastard' ages ago and then someone put it into a movie! I didn't see any royalty checks coming so I created a local Website that could use it. It hasn't made me a dime either.

By for now FatHeads!