What made you think they didn’t? Its funny really how I happened across this article today as just the other day I was mulling this over myself which happen as I was cleaning my own cats litter box.

Cats have by far had us trained long ago I’d say.
I say this as many have already thought, We have trained dogs while cats were training us. Dogs we make have to go outside to use the bathroom while we give cats the litter box. Whether we invented the litter box out of our lazyness or the fact cats naturally bury thier waste.
I think felines are by far another smart animal even moreso then cainines, though I mean some and those are domenistic ones.

Well my better half decided to watch both Batman man movies. The new ones, not the older comicy 90s or so ones. I like the way they made the ones this time around, even though I never read any of the original comics I saw alot of the cartoons, I think the ones I seen did a pretty good job myself though not as dark as the actual comics.
What I like most is also how much more realistic they make it. I know that probably sounds geekish but it is true. I say if you have to go and make a comic,game, anime, into a movie they need to at least make it exactly like the comic, game, etc. And Batman was as realistic as they got. No super powers just gadgets. Like Ironman. Why these bored millioniares don’t become vigilanties I don’t know because i know if I had billions of dollars that I would become a Batman like vigilante.
Ofcourse besides Batman being my favorite character theres the Joker. And heath Ledger played a magnificant Joker. Nailed that one right on he did, rest his soul. Again we lose another great actor, another loss.
I have to say though I feel bad for the actor that they pick to portray him when they make another Batman. If hes a good actor he’ll know he’s got some shoes to fill. If my better half was an actor he could probably play him really good, he can be alittle psycho sometimes, hehe,

Well not really fun more of a headache. The short version of my story is this, Me and my mother got into another argument about her griping about my fiancee, house and mom stuff. This lead to her forbiding my sisters from coming to talk to me or even see me. In turn I told her I didn’t want her in my life anymore.

Now the long story is this:
Well first I will tell you about my mother, once she was a good person but soon and for some reason unknown to any of my family she has started to drink more, fight with her husband over trivial things, and recluse herself in her house. And no I’m not just saying this since I disowned my mother, as I said she used to be a once good person. But in my past she has done somethings to me I don’t think I can forgive, but aside from that I hold no grudge against her.
In her stricken state she strarted to grow bitter and push everyone away acuseing them of various out of the world things. This caused her to divorce her husband and alienate alot of the people closest to her.
This in turned caused many aparent arguements between me and her. I say apparent because I did not think them arguments but later I would learn from my sisters that they were never to talk to me again. She has done this more times then I care to count too,during one of these spats she tried to get me fired from my job. But after one of these arguments she in turn did this again.
Now to me her actions seem childish as I would often tell her I didn’t like her to talk bad about people I was with or how she talked about me. Or how she often would yell at her Ex ‘Just for fun’ as she said, Yes I am being serious. I try to be respectful in telling her but I would not stand around while she dogged out people who did nothing just because she wanted to. She left although I didn’t think she was all to angry as she didn’t act it. But soon I found out from my sister and soon a phone call from herself, that my sisters weren’t aloud around me. This about drew the last straw as she had said I said nasty things to her, when I hadn’t I was quite calm and as I said tried to be respectful.
But the next day she calls me up and asked me if I would do a favor for her. So I called her up and casually asked a favor, this angered me and I called her up and said that first she doesnt want me around them and now asks more for a favor. In anger I told her I didn’t want to do anything with her because I thought she had acted childish and out of line. Ofcourse this angered her more and she started at first saying she never said that my sisters weren’t aloud around me then started calling me name shortly followed by her hanging up on me.
I understand I probably look like the bad guy but I just wasn’t going to sit by anymore as she put people down, people including her own daughter. To long have I sat by and let her do it without raiseing my voice.

I’m a very different person from the normal everyday Jane’s, at least I think I am. I may be vain but that’s how I feel. I never fit in much with other girls, I was always a tomboy. I played with Teenage Ninja Turtles more then Barbie dolls and loved to explore. I don’t remember much of my childhood and lately I really wonder whether what I remember now happen then. It’s complicated, I have very realistic dreams and have confused many dreams with actuality finding out that they never happened.

Sorry i’m trailing off on why I am here…I came because I am curious as to what we will do to ourselves as time goes by. Will we eventually kill ourselves? Most likely. I fear we may, not because we will die but because we will most likely take the planet with us. It seems so wrong for a whole world to die all because one species was stupid enough to kill itself. And for nothing but greed!

This story I am writing it kind of revolves around such things but more of a hero steps up to save the world, reset the balance. I have been workin on the story for years, never have I imagined such a struggle to put words to paper. But it has, and many times have I edited it. Changing what didn’t feel right to what did. I don’t know how authors do it, I very much admire their skill.

My story of course has a strong hero in it, but just how strong are we? Humans are pretty weak. We get sick, hurt. But we also try to prolong our life, searching for many ways to reduce aging on ourselves. We are afraid of growing old, whether for pure vanity or fear of death I’m not sure, age to me means nothing. Of course time doesn’t seem to matter to me much and it can be hard for me to keep up with years, dates, months.

But aside from that I am always curious why we fear age as much as we do. I’m curious on many things we humans do, to many to name here.

For now I thinl Ill end my rant and head off to finish my story some more, Im sure I’ll be back to talk more about it.

Okay last post I said i was gonna post something but I randomly changed my mind instead. At first I had a long post edited about different things about the week, trivial things. After re-reading many times I abandoned it.

Quite frankly it was to boring, to mainstream. You can go everywhere on the net and find people talking about the news. So at the risk of being boring I refused to post it. Why though post anything? I don’t know really, Curiosity maybe. Everywhere I see I hear of peoples blogs on the news, perhaps in the human way of things I wanted to fit in?

Ha! Nah I don’t much look at myself as the fitting in type, but I am a thinker and like I said in my last post an obserever. I’m also a writer. And if its two things I love its to observe and write my observations down. ~.^ But enough of that I suppose, I need to start brainstorming more on my story. I will be back sometime soon^.^