http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia One cynic’s rambling monologue regarding the world in general. en modern_agoraphobia modern_agoraphobia Sun, 27 Mar 2005 07:37:32 +0200 daily 1      If I was lucky enough to be the sort of girl who could drop the price of a luxury car cloning her favorite pet, I’d have the perfect kitty to fit the bill.   Auspicious beginning for all concerned since felines are the only critter on the menu for synthetic reincarnation, dogs will have to wait until science catches up.   Never fear, their stay in doggie Purgatory will be quite short, if the money being made off cats is any indicator.   Who cares about the extravagance of other people’s egos and the animals that inspired them, this little story is about the best little mongrel tomcat ever to grace the New World.   Butter was easily worth the price of a Lexus.      When I was five my whole universe, which included my mother, my aunt, uncle and their eighteen year old son, all moved from sunny, happy Sacramento, California to freezing cold, extremely rural, Kenai, Alaska.   I was devastated, and I was terrified.... Sun, 27 Mar 2005 07:37:32 +0200 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/If-I-had-a-Lexus-it-s-name-would-be-Butter./6/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/If-I-had-a-Lexus-it-s-name-would-be-Butter./6/           The reoccurring topic of this blog has become death, or so it would seem.   While I think everyone out there would agree that death is as important of a topic as it gets, to devote all off one’s time pondering it gets a bit on the monotonous side.   I’ll be the first to admit that I am a card carrying cynic of the first degree, so this will never be a ‘happy-go-lucky’ style of blog, but on the other hand I don’t want to be banging on the same old drum every time one of my readers blesses me with their presence.   Tediousness is not considered a golden virtue of blogging, or of writing in any form what-so-ever, as far as I know.   Which, as you probably have already noticed, ‘what I know’ amounts to ‘not a whole Hell of a lot’.   Whatever.   Practice makes perfect, or so I’ve heard somewhere.           Death, being a taboo topic, (for this... Sat, 26 Mar 2005 16:59:07 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Celebrating-life-through-our-clones/5/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Celebrating-life-through-our-clones/5/            I’m sure everyone out there in the Great American Wasteland of information overload is just bored to tears with Terri Schiavo's story.   Every politician that’s not on knocking on death’s door is bawling to any reporter who’ll listen about how they feel somebody’s rights, somewhere, have been grievously violated.   CNN, NBC, ABC and every other three letter news broadcaster in the world has been covering this story as if O.J. went and killed again.   Still, with all of these qualified people reporting the facts to us and with all of those honorable politicians telling us how the law lies and how we should feel protected and safe, I feel the need to comment on this woman and her husband’s tragedy.           The first question that becomes more and more glaringly obvious as the Supreme Court hearings and video tapes keep rolling along is; would any of this... Wed, 23 Mar 2005 17:37:51 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/If-you-can-t-hear-em-scream-it-must-not-hurt/4/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/If-you-can-t-hear-em-scream-it-must-not-hurt/4/          My MatteMichele; most favorite of all who read my drivel…Well apparently you’re the only one who reads my drivel, but why split hairs?   I, myself, couldn’t careless if you donate your entire paycheck through direct deposit to televangelist as long as you pay me a little attention.   Fair enough?   I’ll write really sappy ‘poor-me’, monologs and when you try to reach out with a little human empathy I’ll be snide and unappreciative.   Gee, how does that sound?   Good for you?   If you have a sense of humor bordering on a birth defect you may keep trying to correspond with me, in case you don’t, I’ll make an effort to not sound so, so…defensive.   I was on such a roll feeling what I was writing about I didn’t notice that I may have been rude to you.   With that said, I can now get on to some other things that I find the need to speak on. ... Fri, 18 Mar 2005 20:12:03 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Careful-Who-We-Kill/3/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Careful-Who-We-Kill/3/ Why MattelMichele, that particular turn of phrase you used about how I ‘have way to much on my plate’ almost sounds like Narcotics Anonymous jargon.   Of course this could not be the case with someone whose browsing blogs at 1:15 a.m. on a school night.   Could it?   Regardless of your standing in the twelve steppen band of brothers (and sisters) I appreciate the fact that you responded to me in some way.   And with just that little bit of encouragement, I’m off and running.   Before I start I feel I need to clarify my position about being poor and social status in America.   Don’t think that I’m silly enough to think that my complaints about how life treated me unfairly really amount to having it rough in the grand scheme of things.   I realize that as Americans we don’t really have any concept of poverty, for most of us being poor is having a slow laptop or having to use a dial-up connection.   I don’t understand poverty the same... Tue, 15 Mar 2005 11:45:23 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Wow-Encouragement/2/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Wow-Encouragement/2/             This is my very first opportunity for my often incoherent ramblings to be read by anyone else.   It’s not quite the same thing as having the door suddenly opened when you’re masturbating but still there is a certain feeling of displaying myself that I think I am going to like.   I’m one of those people that are fairly intelligent and incredibly self-destructive, which is never a good combination.   You must of met other people like me who secretly hate themselves and can’t understand why your not coming around to their point of view.   We can be like psychic vampires if we aren’t careful to hide our true nature; painstakingly observe every rule of social interaction.   We don’t offend presenters of gifts or compliments by not accepting graciously, after we give our offering and the recipient is bubbling over with joy we would never dream to say “oh, it was nothing…” because we know that... Mon, 14 Mar 2005 13:19:47 +0100 http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Like-a-Virgin/1/ http://www.blogigo.co.uk/modern_agoraphobia/Like-a-Virgin/1/