I read it somewhere....

"With the world at your feet, there's no one you can't beat," the song goes. "With the world at your feet, there's no height you can't reach".

A good motto for life?

http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com/06/en/060421/7/6l1l.html

Well Mel Gibson doesn't do much for me and he's rich AND good-looking...

"WHAT do women want from a man? In the past, surveys have overwhelmingly shown that women want a rich man, and men want a good-looking woman. While not much has changed for men, as women's financial independence has increased, it seems that their preferences have changed."

http://www.newscientist.com/channel/being-human/mg19025465.600.html

We are a society that is unnaturally obsessed with image. Oh it isn't just each other it's everything. The glossy magazines tell us all the time what is attractive to us. Our houses, our gardens, our food, our clothes, even our pets.

It doesn't surprise me at all about men wanting a good-looking woman. I know a number of men who rate women purely on their outward appearance. Their pouting lips, and breasts. The up-to-the ceiling legs. The sculpted cheekbones, and I don't just mean their faces. I have seen one or two cases of a successful man with his eye-candy wife who is not his intellectual/spiritual/emotional equal and when it goes sour it is rather sad for the lady. Believe me that can happen in reverse as well.

I'm not writing this as peeved 'plug' - I'm neither pretty nor ugly - I am rather offended by the idea that my outward appearance be the marker of a man's attraction towards me.

A while ago I was walking along with a man who kept drooling over passing totty. A man with whom one can have an intelligent conversation until a babe hoves into view. And then Dick takes over.

It's starting to make me sound like a misandrist but I'm not. I love men. I just wish they would pay a little more attention to the inner me than the outer.

But hey it would seem equality is catching up though and women are heading in the same disastrous direction. Don't fall for it ladies, there is something rather tiresome about a man who wants equal mirror time for his own preening and primping but can't understand how the boiler works. Go for the rich guy, at least he can get a man in and he can pay for his own dinner................

“Four gardeners described the rabbit as having one ear larger than the other.”

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/tyne/4886272.stm

Has to remind us of this from Monty Python’s Holy Grail, surely!

“Tim: Follow. But. Follow only if ye be men of valour, for the entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel that no man yet has fought with it and lived. Bones of full fifty men lie strewn about its lair. So, brave knights, if you do doubt your courage or your strength, come no further, for death awaits you all with nasty, big, pointy teeth.”

The curse of the were-rabbit is no fiction it seems. Bunnies everywhere are probably chuckling maniacally in their underground bunkers, polishing their knuckle dusters, ready for a fray. Their plans for world domination should have been evident long before now with their breeding programme. So take notice people, if you aren’t already a bunny-affiliate, think on. Does it count if you were born in the year of the rabbit – I’m a bunny, I’m a bunny, look I have one ear larger than the other…..

“Loneliness is bad for the heart, suggests a new study. It shows that loneliness increases the blood pressure of those nearing retirement age to the same degree as smoking or a sedentary lifestyle.”

http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn8908-absence-makes-the-heart-grow-weaker.html

So feeling lonely is bad for your health. Not that that is particularly surprising of course, we are social creatures, we need human contact. We need to be attached to other people’s lives in some way.

“One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul, and yet no one ever comes to sit by it.” Vincent Van Gogh

“I wandered lonely as a cloud” - William Wordsworth. Are clouds lonely? I suppose some clouds have problems with isolation but you often see clouds in groups so they can’t all be feeling lonely. And of course “Behind every cloud is another cloud.” - Judy Garland.

Loneliness is a terrifying thing.

There was a column in the Independent yesterday on the subject of crowding our lives to the extent that we never have enough time to just be. People don’t allow themselves enough me-time apparently. Well some people of course and some people are all me-me-me, which is plenty of me-time. Anyway it led me to this web page.

http://healing.about.com/od/higherselfmeditate/a/yeh_dailyritual.htm

It talks about daily rituals but I don’t think cleaning my teeth counts as communing with my higher self. It sure makes me feel nicer but that’s not the same thing. And clearing up cat yeucks is a daily ritual that does absolutely nothing for my higher self and in fact puts me more in touch with my lower self. The one that swears a lot!
But joking aside me-time is a precious commodity that we all need. Ok so most of us don’t feel the need to be talking to totems or angels while we are me-ing and if I was talking to my angel I am perfectly sure ‘he’ (it would have to be – and shaped like Johnny D) would be saying ‘stop pratting about and get some chocolate and some Baileys down your neck girl and slip into, or onto, something warm and cuddly’.

Ah me.

From the New Scientist this week.

Guitar phone
Musicians could soon have a new instrument to play – their phone. Motorola is patenting a cellphone that displays the layout of a guitar neck on its screen, and allows its keypad to be "plucked" or "strummed" by a user. The resulting guitar sounds can be played through the phone's speaker or can be inflicted on a friend at the other end of the line.

The guitar phone can be played live, to adoring fans, or a melody can be composed in private and stored in memory for use as a ring tone or meeting reminder. Motorola says the phone could even be converted into a banjo or violin at the flick of a switch, with strings automatically retuning. I fear duelling banjos in every pub…

Hello Moto, I'm leaning on the lamp post at the corner of the steet........

Already I can think of a hundred good reasons for one - well maybe a slight exageration but a groovy idea certainly. I always liked the idea of playing the fiddle. And one that fits in your pocket, wow!

From the Independent, on Tuesday, Catherine Townsend writes...

I was having coffee with my friend Richard the other day, trying to find a way of telling him that I wanted to see him in a new - and preferably horizontal - way. Usually when I have chemistry with someone we are ripping each other's clothes off in a matter of days. But since I was with my ex-boyfriend when we met, Richard and I were now trapped in that place of hopelessness and desperation: the Friendship Zone.
I felt stuck. I wanted to make a move, but didn't want to risk ruining the friendship if everything crashed and burned. Besides, the uncontrollable passion and intrigue at the beginning of the relationship has always been my favourite part: how could I be swept off my feet by a guy whom I'd already seen unshowered and wearing a stained sweatshirt?
I was also terrified of rejection, especially since I’m pretty sure that being knocked back with a line like: “I don’t want to risk ruining the friendship” translates to “I don’t want to see you naked. Ever” Even if he didn’t, what if the sex was horrible and the resulting awkwardness of seeing his hairy naked bits makes it impossible to look him in the eye ever again?

The trouble is that even though the primary purpose of sex is creation, or re-creation, it has a destructive side as well. How easy is is to destroy a good friendship - have sex. Although a really good friendship should, theoretically, survive - as friendship is friendship. But there is not one sexual relationship in my life that has remained in constant 'friendship' - they have all deteriorated and/or died. Maybe that's why I'm grown wary of that whole sexual arena these days!

The article was brought to my attention by a 'friend'.

“We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.”- Maugham

Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, to borrow a line from Shakespeare.

Hm, thought provoking, but does also lead to the question 'What is love?'

Love has many guises and is mis-called over and over.

Love is in the hand that cups an injured creature but also in the hand that draws back for fear of causing further hurt.

Love is a quiet and modest animal that walks in us all.

The other thing is just lust!

But back to the quote, your thoughts............?

Some interesting points of view - well each to his own!

http://www.solvedating.com/relationship-advice.html

1. Modern Soulmate Theory is based on math and probability calculations.
2. It has nothing to do with reincarnation, astrology, or magic.
3. Soulmates are not destined to be with each other.
4. God may have made a soulmate or a few soulmates for you. God may help you find your soulmate or He may not. Evil forces or your own free will may influence you to choose the wrong person.
5. You may have one or millions of soulmates depending on how different you are from the population mean.
6. Statistically, there is at least one person in this world that will bring you true love, a love that will last a lifetime.
7. People spend a lot of time, money, and energy in their search for soulmates.
8. The odds of finding a soulmate are very slim. Only a few people are lucky enough to find their soulmates.
9. Current dating services are inefficient and flawed.
10. People are "forced" to settle for incompatible mates resulting in break ups and divorces.
11. Human and social capital decrease because of relationship problems.
12. One day in the near future, because of technological advances, people will find their soulmate or soulmates very easily.

“Missing a few brain cells? Print new ones
A printer that spits out ultra-fine droplets of cells instead of ink has been used to print live brain cells without causing them any apparent harm
A PRINTER that spits out ultra-fine droplets of cells instead of ink has been used to print live brain cells without causing them any apparent harm. The technique could open up the possibility of building replacement tissue cell by cell, giving doctors complete control over the tissue they graft.
The device is a variant of a conventional ink-jet printer. Instead of forcing individual droplets of ink through a needle-shaped nozzle and onto the page, the cell printer uses a powerful electric field to produce droplets just a few micrometres in diameter, far smaller than is achievable by other means.”

Wow – this is just what I need. I’ve always been missing a few brain cells and now my worries could be at an end!

Added to which with my business printer able to churn out hundreds of sheets in no time I could make a tidy bit of cash on the side supplying those equally short on BC’s!

If only life were so simple - oh well perhaps it is.