Why I Chose… Cats

I like cats. Cats are a little indifferent, not really needy, really independent.

Most people can't say the same about most dogs. In my history, if I was walking home from school, a dog would howl and pound at a fence. Twice when I was in Jamaica, a dog ran to chase me and I broke lunchboxes when I fell. My grandmother didn't take my breaking then so well, even if dogs were chasing me.

I still have the scars from where I scratched my knees, too.

You don't hear about cats chasing people down. You don't really hear about cats being stupid.

And it doesn't look absolutely disgusting when you see a cat next to someone's face. The cat isn't licking all up and down someone's face.

So, I suppose it's more about why I don't choose dogs to why I do choose cats. But cats rule.

Attention-Whoring

So, they'd kicked Kathy Griffin off. What else is new?

I've always been a person who's tried to keep low-key, partly because attention seems to be very energy-draining and often it's gotten me some kind of grief. There's nothing intrinsically wrong with attention, but it's how one garners it and what one does with it that makes the difference.

Being a jackass for the sake of attention is not a good thing.
Arguing with someone just because it seems like fun even though you're not really making any good points, or that you're not listening to the other side, taking in their viewpoints, and actually debating with that person constructively is not good.

Some people's attention-whoring is almost like seeing someone who can't stand silence, and so pushes over a glass just to break the silence.

Which is childish.

Attention whores are just another facet of humanity, but God bless them...