<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526374610039824143</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:49:23.779+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Buttered Cat</title><subtitle type='html'>Once upon a time there was a very clever cat who was used in a very silly experiment.  
&lt;br&gt;She quickly made a meal of the buttered toast and started her own blog to tell the 
&lt;br&gt;world how very silly it is to mess with a very clever cat.     
&lt;br&gt;Moral of the story: Cats always land on their feet!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KarenO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430826693486690223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/kareno.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526374610039824143.post-3475092601693325625</id><published>2007-07-07T02:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T15:10:38.854+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The two lobes inside my skull...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://braveheart-does-the-maghreb.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lady Macleod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; did it, and I was curious about knowing the color of mine too. This was the first result I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Your Brain is Purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/purple.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like it said, I'm idealistic, and I wondered what result I would get if I just went with my very first instinctive choice and gut feeling every time and not choosing the ones I liked best. And this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your Brain is Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/red.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of all the brain types, yours is the most impulsive.If you think it, you do it. And you can get the bug to pursue almost any passion.Your thoughts are big and bold. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mind has no inhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about love, your dreams, and distant places.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www2.blogger.com/%3Ehttp://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Color Is Your Brain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does it mean I'm actually very idealistic &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; impulsive? That hat doesn't fit me too comfortably. Maybe if you added terribly curious to the equation you might just get the teensiest bit of an idea of who I really am. Now I just have to decide what color I like best!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526374610039824143-3475092601693325625?l=butteredcat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/feeds/3475092601693325625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526374610039824143&amp;postID=3475092601693325625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/3475092601693325625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/3475092601693325625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/2007/07/two-lobes-inside-my-skull.html' title='The two lobes inside my skull...'/><author><name>KarenO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430826693486690223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/kareno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526374610039824143.post-8582460134732119128</id><published>2007-06-18T02:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T14:15:21.535+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsflash!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was just too hilarious not to share with you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/snap1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="206" alt="" src="http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/snap1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/snap2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px" height="286" alt="" src="http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/snap2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526374610039824143-8582460134732119128?l=butteredcat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/feeds/8582460134732119128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526374610039824143&amp;postID=8582460134732119128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/8582460134732119128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/8582460134732119128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/2007/06/newsflash.html' title='Newsflash!'/><author><name>KarenO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430826693486690223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/kareno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526374610039824143.post-7842115967363601628</id><published>2007-06-16T09:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:58:38.806+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know either!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm a &lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/peanuts/archive/"&gt;Charlie Brown &lt;/a&gt;fan! These comic strips from Charles Schulz land in my inbox every day, and I enjoy them immensely. This one is just too great not to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_do81VcNG4G0/RnONIuTYQSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ouxSaOTvNGw/s1600-h/CharlieBrown1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076556385984463138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_do81VcNG4G0/RnONIuTYQSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ouxSaOTvNGw/s320/CharlieBrown1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guess I'm just another stupid bug ... :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526374610039824143-7842115967363601628?l=butteredcat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/feeds/7842115967363601628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526374610039824143&amp;postID=7842115967363601628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/7842115967363601628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/7842115967363601628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-dont-know-either.html' title='I don&apos;t know either!'/><author><name>KarenO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430826693486690223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/kareno.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_do81VcNG4G0/RnONIuTYQSI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ouxSaOTvNGw/s72-c/CharlieBrown1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-526374610039824143.post-2801359680950966566</id><published>2007-06-15T06:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T19:45:43.017+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass me that ladder please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;South Africa has been &lt;a href="http://www.fin24.co.za/articles/default/display_article.aspx?Nav=ns&amp;ArticleID=1518-1786_2129028"&gt;in the grip of a strike &lt;/a&gt;for the past 15 days, and its not looking like its going to end soon. Government employees went on strike on 1 June when the negotiations with the government got caught in 'n deadlock.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. On the one hand the meagre salary I'm working for and the struggle to get my budget to work out each month. Teacher salaries in this country are very low. Most of us earn less than $15 000 per year. On the other hand is the frustration of not being able to work the past 2 weeks. There were very few to no children at our school since the strike started. More frustration is aimed at the government that doesn't want to budge with their low increase offer of 7,25% when the unions initially asked for 12%.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;The following is an excerpt from an email read on &lt;a href="http://www.highveld.co.za/"&gt;a local radio &lt;/a&gt;station this week.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0px" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#333399;"&gt;"It feels like a daily routine these days, my breakfast date with a soapbox about something. Goodness knows, I've worn a few through completely, stamped a few into disrepair and demolished one or two on really bad days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, again, I cannot help but feel overwhelmed by the limitless idiocy of just about everyone in some seat of power in this rainbow nation of ours. "Where to start?" is one question. "Where to find a soapbox high and strong enough?" - the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/servlet/story/RTGAM.20070613.wsouthafrica0613/BNStory/International/home"&gt;people going on strike out of sympathy&lt;/a&gt;? In what country, place, day and age. Where, but here? I cannot for the life of me understand what the concept means. Surely a strike that has no purpose or does not raise any real grievance is an illegal one? Surely the mineworkers can't go on strike because the metalworkers, public servants and such are? Since when is it acceptable for non-related industries to support each other in mass action? Since the 60's I suppose, and that's the thing. There has been zero evolution in modus operandi from the unions. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same daft, mindless, idiotic tactics - every damn year. I feel like we are trapped in a constant cycle of brain-bending monotony. Are we just supposed to sit back and accept common practice? "Common" is, at least, the right choice of word. Why don't we all the go on strike out of sympathy for some cause? I can think of a few noble causes that deserve my immediate release on "paid leave".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jake_White"&gt;Jake White&lt;/a&gt;, for example. I have the utmost sympathy for a man who is employed by the biggest bunch of simpletons this side of &lt;a href="http://www.cosatu.org.za/homep.htm"&gt;COSATU&lt;/a&gt;. Between government, &lt;a href="http://www.sarfu.org.za/"&gt;SARFU&lt;/a&gt; executives and the periodical yapping of the lapdog that is the &lt;a href="http://www.anc.org.za/youth/"&gt;ANCYL&lt;/a&gt;, it's a wonder we still win any matches and are competitive at all. Says a lot about the talent available to us. I have always wondered and maybe someone can tell me one day: "What is behind government's fascination with rugby?" What is the agenda Mr. Stofile (Minister of Sport) and Co? Why is it so important to you to "transform" a game that requires certain physical attributes and influence for a player to be successful at international level?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the only sport that has to deal with your juvenile tantrums on a daily basis and it also happens to be only sport where we are truly world class so please, someone, explain it to me - because I am more confused than those exercising their democratic right not to strike - and then getting beaten senseless for their efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait happy campers, there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the most serious case in desperate need of my time and sympathy, &lt;a href="http://www.sabreweries.com/sabltd/home/default"&gt;SAB&lt;/a&gt; reports that there's going to be shortage of beer due to lack of available glass. The shortage, they say, is "due to an unusually high demand for their products".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just piss-poor planning as far as I'm concerned, considering the advent of the Tri-nations, countrywide mass action and the (daily) monumental acts of stupidity the average South African is asked to swallow. No wonder we are a nation of half-hammered-hopefuls, drowning in the "democracy" forced on us by the custodians of our national assets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blighme, I call on all South Africans to down tools, shut down PC's, park their cars, stop their watches and do absolutely f'all for the rest of the week. Out of sympathy for the situation we find ourselves in every day I say: "Today, comrades, we strike!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We strike because our constitution affords us the right to do so. Because it seems that is the only way you ever get anything done in this country and because soapboxes, no matter how high you stack them, just don't seem to work anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now could someone please hand me a *&amp;amp;%$@$% ladder so that I can get off this godforsaken structure. I have a whole day of nothingness to look forward to."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;So there you see the other side: non-striking (and some that are forced to strike!) South Africans are totally fed up with the situation. It's causing more tension by the day and we could definitely live without it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/526374610039824143-2801359680950966566?l=butteredcat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/feeds/2801359680950966566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=526374610039824143&amp;postID=2801359680950966566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/2801359680950966566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/526374610039824143/posts/default/2801359680950966566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butteredcat.blogspot.com/2007/06/pass-me-that-ladder-please.html' title='Pass me that ladder please!'/><author><name>KarenO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08430826693486690223</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='19' src='http://www.daisydreams.net/Images/kareno.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
