I’ve been following a great site called Flying Cat, and the people behind it are excessively creative. They design amd manufacture funky unmatched toys. I waited for the site to be launched for a long, long time and if anything, that’s an indication of how toy-twisted I could be. Maybe I should consider a career in the toy world.

Now I’d do anything for a Winkus Cardy.”A Winkus is a Sloth Monkle which was thought extinct for many years until recent spottings in the eastern regions of the UK.”

Which one would you go for?

- Bunniguru
- Opera Dude
- Cosmouse
- Rock Boy
- Fortune Pork
- Zeebzeebs
-Mini Treehouse V2
-Who’s Next Girl
- Winkus Cardy
- Alan
- One Horned Beast

Make sure you check them out before you answer, just a tip.

There really is no way around it. Some times you just have to choose something and let something else go. It’s precisely like Pirandello said “Ogni scelta � una morte” - Each choice is a death,and very much unlike Queen’s “I want it all and I want it now”. It just doesn’t function like that, Queen.

Lately I had to make a decision that should alter my priorities and my lifestyle for some time but before I finally made up my mind about it I just wandered for two hours, not doing anything, just walking, thinking (while trying desperately not to) and hoping some miracle would deliver me. Divine intervention, that’s what I needed to have someone right then and there making my mind up for me.

But providence did not reveal itself to me at that time, and there came no man with a long white beard to tell me “This choice is better than the other, O Tololy. Go for it”.

It was a living nightmare, nowhere as romantic and polished as I make it sound now. I sat on benches, got up, walked a bit, and sat down again. I closed my eyes, opened them, held my head in my hands, stretched back and forth, walked again, shuffled my papers, wrote things down in a notebook, put pros and cons and tried to balance matters out. By the end of that I was mentally drained, physically tired and the sun did not help.

This? Or that? But maybe this is better. No it’s not. But it could be, right? And that other thing is good too. What do I choose? Why is this so hard?

Don’t be disillusioned � having a character could earn you a number of enemies.

It’s odd when you think of it actually, why would anyone be threatened by your character? Is it because you will not let them boss you around, therefore you will be minimizing their “power”? Or is it an indication of something else? Is society ill?

I am positive a lot of people have faced situations where a person, or a group of people, has deliberately tried to put them down. For a number of motives or reasons, mostly obscure, the general public (uppity term?) tend to desire to pull one down at every corner of his or her advancement.

It’s a fascinating phenomenon. The human race has advanced in certain ways but has also kept some very eerie habits of advancement. Think of it this way: A good employee is threatened by colleagues’ jealousy and/or envy and is hammered whenever the chance arises. It should be more ethical to try to surpass that person in the field of his work to reach the same results of stabbing him in the back, but it rarely happens. It’s his character that is threatening, not the job he gets done. This jeopardizes his opponents’ character influence in the work space and is exactly why this person should be, at the very least, tamed.

Is being unethical necessary for personal gain? And, more importantly, is having a character a threat to others?

Attention first-timers in The Box, this is not what I usually blog about. For a profound overview of my general blogging subjects and habits, refer to The Topics. Thank you.

You Are Midnight

You are more than a little eccentric, and you’re apt to keep very unusual habits. Whether you’re a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle. Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it. You enjoy staying home, but that doesn’t mean you’re a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.

Three little yellow-and-orange fat cats and one blue elephant greet me each morning when I come to the office. I tell you the truth, they are my “support squad” and I don’t know what I could have done without them.

Then there’s my monitor, he’s taken to blinking lately. He’s always adorned with multitudes of small sticky notes and just recently I added two yellow face stickers to him: one is wearing shades and smiling and the other is somewhat upset.

She said she was troubled when she logged on in the morning and found no entries. It made me smile.

I’m not a fanatic but Forza Italia! Forza azzurri!

Plus, seriously, why do people get aggressive with other people when they find out those others cheer a team they don’t exactly dig? There’s enough room for everyone to live the game, I-can-diss-you attitudes aside. Please.

World Cup fever is sweeping the globe; everyone seems to be talking about it, buying the flags or T-shirts of their favorite teams and engaging in word wars with friends about who�s who.

Germany will be hosting the 2006 World Cup and the country has enforced strict security measures over stadiums and other important portal to ensure fans and teams can have a safe environment to enjoy their favorite game, and there will be a lot of them. Compare that to this: one-in-eight of all Britons are planning to book a holiday to �escape� the fever that�s rushing everyone around, women mostly will want to fled homes infested with men hungry for football.

Then, of course, there are the Samba kings of Brazil. Roads, buildings, shop windows, and even beaches have all been decked out in the national colors that will set pulses racing in stadiums across Germany starting from Friday.

Also the Chinese are thinking of the cash they can reap out of this: Information from China Central Television says a leading Chinese electronic enterprise has even spent tens of millions of yuan for a three-minute commercial during match breaks. Businesses are not only trying to catch soccer fans� attention, but more importantly, get into their pockets. Because of the enthusiasm, or some would say, hysteria for the event, no one is ever rational when it comes to buying a World Cup T-shirt or a mascot.

In the Arab world, many will not get to watch this event they�ve been anticipating impatiently for the past four years because giant media portal ART has bought the exclusive broadcast rights. But not to despair, when there is a will there is a way.

In Jordan, his majesty King Abdullah II donated 23 giant screens to play the games live in remote and less privileged cities in the country. Caf�s and restaurants purchased similar screens and started listing their special services to attract football aficionados. The Egyptians did not miss out on this one as the National Sports Council allocated 50,000 LE to purchase and distribute screens in various squares in Egyptian municipalities.

In Lebanon, however, things might be just a tad easier for football fans. Negotiations between the major Lebanese cable companies and ART wrapped up recently under governmental support and landed the average Lebanese a deal to watch all games live for just 10 USD a month � the amount already paid for cable subscription.

Most Tunisians will make sure they won�t miss out on any of their national team�s games, and many have saved up enough to travel to Germany to support their team up close and personal. Some Tunisian singers have gone so far as to record songs dedicated to boosting the morale of the �Carthage Eagles�.

Crazy traffic characterized the past few days wherever a satellite-specialty shop is located � Libyans have gone mad trying to get the magical ART card that has doubled in value. In Syria I hear reports of relentless attempts to �hack the system� and gain access for free to watch the games live, but from what I hear, those attempts have not as yet proved successful. Money talks, you know.

This is a time of celebration, a time when you, the Ghanaian, the Japanese, and I ride the same wave.

I just got T-shirt no.5 of Azzurri’s captain Fabio Cannavaro and I am wearing it! It’s so pretty (Like signore Cannavaro himself) and I just love it. I also support Nihon (Japan), Ganbatte Kudasai!

For one reason or the other, it seems that Jordanians are quite gifted at recognizing one�s family just by looking one in the face, and studying one�s features for a short while. This is not theoretical; it springs forth from personal experience.

Possibly, one of the reasons behind this unique talent these people enjoy is the size of their country. With a country as fittingly designed as Jordan is to hold its children close to heart, it is not at all uncommon to be approached by a stranger who knows your family name and, in most cases, a handsome number of your kinfolk.

Yet another reason behind the miraculous abilities of the people could be the highly social nature, good or bad, of their community. Now regarded as a setback for the growth and development of a more open society, there is no denying that the emphasis elaborated on social relationships helps the people trace each other�s lineage by a look.

Think of all the Jaha�s and wedding parties that involve large numbers of people from different families, those alone, if it is not audacious to claim, can put one together with hundreds of people. And since those social activities are never-ending; one learns of the distinctive characteristics each family carries.

Notwithstanding all that, it still is a mind-boggling phenomenon but such that makes you feel Jordan is really one big family turned into a country.

“If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve the man, but it would deteriorate the cat.” - Mark Twain

“My name is Dennis Avner and my Indian name is Stalking Cat AKA Cat, Tiger, Tiger man Cat man and others not known to me.
I am Huron and Lakota and in following a very old Huron Tradition I am transforming myself into my totem, a tiger.”

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