La la la la la. Bored, bored, bored. Nothing to write, AGAIN.
What is it about Sundays that makes them so shitey?
Here’s a picture of a pigowl.
He’s lovely, isn’t he?
I don’t like his glasses though.
He should have gone to SpecSaver.
TWIT TWOOOOOOOIINNK
TWIT TWOOOOOOOIINNK
Posted by Dotty Headbanger on May 13, 2012
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I just appreciate the structural engineering - what's wrong with that?
EAT ME, EAT ME!
Veggiewitch
/ May 13, 2012teehee! ♥
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 13, 2012Dear Veggiewitch,
Love Dotty xxx
Tammy @ LaughingAtEverydayLife
/ May 13, 2012That’s one Cool Owl…..Dig the shades….
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 13, 2012Dear Brick,
Love Dotty xxx
misfits' miscellany
/ May 13, 2012Hoink!
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear Misfit,
Hoink HoinK!
Love Dotty xxx
misfits' miscellany
/ May 14, 2012To wit, hoink if you love to woo.
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear Misfit,
To wit, to woo a twit on Twitter is to woo a twittering twit. Hoink.
Love Dotty xxx
misfits' miscellany
/ May 14, 2012You’re a hoot.
Dorothy
/ May 13, 2012Dear Dotty,
That’s a strange looking owl. I can’t imagine the craps it takes….I wonder if it would still be considered good luck to have one crap on you? Looks like something from Harry Potter’s alternative universe.
Love Dorothy
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear Dorothy,
Probably not.
Love Dotty xxx
magicallymad
/ May 14, 2012Dear Dotty,
Hmmm. I think I like our Jackalopes better than pigowls…
Love,
Magic
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear Magic,
What’s a Jackalope?
Love Dotty xxx
magicallymad
/ May 14, 2012Dear Dottie,
I will try to post a pic of one today together with my collection of cat photos for your judgment & naming.
Love,
Magic
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear Magic,
I’m intrigued. I like the sound of jackalopes.
I’ll try to be a responsible cat namer.
Love Dotty xxx
thelastsongiheard
/ May 14, 2012LOL Those shades remind me of the pair my Dad used to wear, circa 1976
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear tlsih,
Awful, aren’t they?
Love Dotty xxx
butimbeautiful
/ May 14, 2012A pigowl! I want one.
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear butimbeautiful,
They’re an endangered species, you can’t keep them as pets.
Love Dotty xxx
kzackuslheureux
/ May 14, 2012Dear Dotty,
Thanks for the picture!
Love Alphabet
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear Alphabet,
Love Dotty xxx
pouringmyartout
/ May 14, 2012That owl is the best think since Rat-Cheney!
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear pmao,
Good, innit?
Love Dotty xxx
pouringmyartout
/ May 14, 2012I love that freeky thing.
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 14, 2012Dear pmao,
I bet you could make something freakier.
Love Dotty xxx
pouringmyartout
/ May 14, 2012Maybe. But it is cute and freaky.
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 15, 2012Dear pmao,
Love Dotty xxx
Ink. [Anette]
/ May 15, 2012He’s cute sort of… but strange twoinky thing. Do they grow wild in Dottyland?
Dotty Headbanger
/ May 15, 2012Dear Anette,
No, Kumblant gave me the picture.
Love Dotty xxx
the howler and me
/ May 15, 2012Dear Dotty,
Your pigowl is adorable! Although I am sure the howler wouldn’t like him, it is a good thing we couldn’t keep them as pets!
Love,
-the howler and me
Persephone Jones
/ August 11, 2012Dearest Dotty,
it’s been such a long time since i’ve been in touch but i remembered your little bloggy wog and was delighted to see the Pig Owl. I have found that transmorphergenderologying and anthromorphosiphysicingk ones boredom can lead to immense creativity as seen in your stupendous Pig Owl.
well done again Dotty!
regards
Persephone (and from Hades if he had a mind to glance upon mere mortals who aren’t dead, bless him).
xxx
Dotty Headbanger
/ August 12, 2012Dear Persephone,
Hello! It’s lovely to see you again – I wondered what had happened to you. I thought Hades might not have paid his internet bill and you couldn’t get online or something.
Love Dotty xxx
Persephone Jones
/ August 15, 2012Dear Dotty,
I am sorry to have missed your blogging but am up to date now. It’s hard keeping up with everything that’s going on, I’m sure you can relate to that even though you are a hermit.
As you know the internet is my only connection to the real world half the time but at the mo am staying with Mother on her lovely smallholding and enjoying the summer months etc Can’t bear the thought of winter. brrrr!
love
Ms P x
ps Hades doesn’t do household chores so I am in charge of bills, thank goodness!
Dotty Headbanger
/ August 15, 2012Dear Persephone,
Is it cold down there? I thought he’d keep it nice and warm. Or hasn’t he paid the coal bill, is that why you’ve taken charge of the bills?
Love Dotty xxx
Persephone Jones
/ August 26, 2012Dear Dotty,
please be aware that you address a deity and wife of Hades God of the Underworld. I don’t want to pull rank on you it is just how it is.
regards
Persephone
Dotty Headbanger
/ August 28, 2012Dear Persephone,
I don’t believe in deities. You’re a figment of my imagination.
Love Dotty xxx
mixedupmeme
/ August 22, 2012I’m here for the ride. I’m laughing so hard……..hope I can hang on.
Dotty Headbanger
/ August 22, 2012Dear mixed,
Hello
Don’t fall, you’ll hurt yourself.
Love Dotty xxx
lowerarchy
/ September 11, 2012Dearest Dotty
I noticed all the comments on this post relate to the owl and none address your important question about Sundays. I’m sure you won’t be surprised, that like you, the feel of Sundays is something I’ve thought about and have a few ideas to share. We can thank the Babylonians for the seven day week for it was they who chopped the year into weeks.
So for millennia people have been conditioned to accept the working week, with the weekend free for other pursuits, and we were taught as kids to expect Sunday to be ‘special’ largely due to the religious connotations.
I was born in 1958 and so was a kid in shitey Blighty in the 60s. The roads were much quieter and I recall going to the paper-shop in the morning and lying down in the main road for a bet as no cars were about. In those days there were strict laws regarding what could happen on a Sunday; the majority of shops didn’t open and even newsagents were restricted in what they could sell, there was no sport or entertainments, most working class men still worked Saturday mornings so expected a lie-in on Sundays and Sunday dinner was an important ritual.
Most mums had small kitchens to prepare and cook this important meal and many people have told me there were often arguments, especially when men came in from the pub pissed and expected their dinners to be waiting. Older people often slept on the afternoon which meant kids had to be quiet. Also more people went to church and there was no TV for children. In fact nobody seemed to care much whether kids were entertained and to tell your parents you were bored was to risk plenty.
Do you remember “Sing Something Simple” on the radio on a Sunday evening? How I hated that show – it meant it was soon time for bed and that Monday and school would shortly follow.
I’ve tried consciously for years to break the powerful belief that different days of the week had particular feelings and have only succeeded when I wasn’t working a normal Monday – Friday week. It’s hard and various rituals reinforce the lie in many ways – Sunday papers, different pub opening hours and Sunday School for instance.
Thanks for raising this important topic.
My respect for your insights grows daily and I remain your seven-day-a-week servant.
D xx
Dotty Headbanger
/ September 11, 2012Dear Dave,
I find it weird when it’s Thursday, for instance, but it feels like Friday. Or Wednesday feels like Tuesday. And you can’t shake off the feeling for the whole day, and even when you KNOW it’s Wednesday you keep having to remind yourself because all your instincts keep telling you it’s Tuesday.
Love Dotty xxx
lowerarchy
/ September 11, 2012Dearest Dotty
Yes I know that feeling – perhaps you’re right and the rest of the world is wrong – like Groundhog Day in reverse? Or something…
I remain, sometime, somewhere, your bemused servant
D xx