Made a wrong turn while surfing the net? Thought so. Don't feel bad it happens to the best as well as the worst of us. I don't know what it is today, but I keep getting hit on by people that are looking for another publication. What gives? I mean, no-one visits this blog. It's like hitting the dead end in blogs. Forget your frickin' bit-map or something? I mean, how in cyber-world could I be related in any way to the search for:
Sure beats the hell outta me. In other words it must be a slow kinda day as evidenced by the feline that placed her spoils at my back door in the form of strewn feathers, severed head and and other miscellaneous bits from some unfortunate pigeon. The Gods must be crazy because there wasn't even enough to make a decent pigeon soup. Huh. Still, considering the the latest swine-flu hysteria, I was a bit taken aback . Apparently, a one Miss Kitty was a tad bit angered by the the absence of her usual tuna fish tribute and was making a point, well taken. After all, who wants to anger Bastet, the fearsome ancient Egyptian Cat Goddess. Even I can do basic math.
Bastet
"Devouring Lady" (from bas, to devour, with feminine ending)
Bast is first and foremost a protectress; specifically of the royal house and the Two Lands. Later she got the life-preserving goddess of joy and protector of women. However, Bast's original role did not include the "cat as sex symbol" archetype. Worshiped in the Delta city of Bubastis and usually depicted as a cat or in human form with the head of a cat, Bast was seen as a protector of cats and those who cared for them.
So there you have it! Another slow day in Northern Thailand as the rain falls, frogs manage to hop around the kitchen unabated, cockroaches rummage through an empty Somtam container, jing joks race along the walls and the soi dogs Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dumb stand watch out front. Quant à moi, let the beasts rule downstairs, I'll stay upstairs.
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