Life & Times of a Literary Zeus

It is the wee hours of Monday morning.. Yesterday was one of those days that just fly by before you realised it’s even begun. This weekend is officially over. This week will melt into the next gradually, just like the way the grains of sand (or fake sand) in an hour glass slowly slide down the sloping sides physically showing us the passing of seconds, minutes and even hours. Then it will be next week.

Pets= Love- During the weekend my cat crawled into a bag of potatos ( I keep them in a brown paper sack). Silly Cat, you are not a potato. Then after I extracted him from the bag he got very annoyed with me and got as high up as she could. I genuinely feel like animals really are just the furry counterparts of the weirdest and most wonderful people you come across throughout your life.

For example, Frisky, the cat, in this potato incident could be the furry embodiment of an artsy guy, who also happens to be very broody because he can’t paint, draw, sculpt or write. His name is Robbb (the third B is silent). He decides to crawl into a potato sack and peer out at the world, to understand the perspective of a potato. It is an interactive art piece. You can be a potato too. But don’t you dare try to be a potato, that’s his thing. Oh wait, he just got a text from his friend Jaimz. There’s a guy in Sweden who planted himself in a field to understand the life force of a turnip. Robbb is furious. He is also manic depressive.. He climbs onto the roof. He won’t come down. He stays up there until everyone loses interest. For his next project he crawls under a door mat, so to become the physical embodiment of a person who allows people to take advantage of them, ie. A ‘Door Mat’., Life can be like that, if we want it to.

My Friend Heidi and I were discussing our animals earlier today, and we decided to give them accents or dialects we think that they personified. One never thinks about things like this we decided & we also decided we were a rare breed of Human Being. :) Which is fine with me. I will definately be the eccentric old man, who we see feeding the birds at the park on our lunchbreaks. And im okay with fortelling this about myself.

Spins offs I hate those episodes of TV shows they have when they’re about to premier a spin off of the show you’re watching. The characters you know and love become little blips in the background while the new characters respond to every question in a way that gives hints to their personal history. Every statement and reaction relates to the new characters’ motto and personal philosophy. There’s usually a lot of winking and back slapping and ‘I look forward to seeing what you get up to’ statements at the close of the episode. It’s awkward. I personally don’t watch television to feel awkward....ugh..

New Tunes- Songs im currently Obessed with.

The Naked and Famous- Young Blood
Manchester Orchestra- Simple Math
Foster the People- Pumped up Kicks.

Chee-ck-ck-ck em out. :)