Boxes of all shapes and sizes, even tubular boxes....
Hmm... can a box, which is square be a tube, which is round? In fact more importantly can a tube be a box? Oh my, can you imagine all the changes that could be made to the world if things no longer had to be square!
Designers could start to think out of the box, and could create Town Hall Rounds. In fact that expression would have to change too. It would have to be thinking out the tube, or the circle.
And anomalies such as boxing rings, which are square, could be properly renamed boxing squares or better still the square rings made into rounds.
In fact you wouldn't be able to fight your corner as there would be no corners to fight in or own.... Hang on, have I just found the secret to world peace?
In fact the more I think of it, there are many tubes in the world, like tunnels, the ones trains and cars pass through and I'm fairly certain I've never heard any peeps describe them as boxes or that they'll be passing through a box. And if they are boxes, these tubes, why haven't us cats been advised. I mean, it is mandatory for cats to try all boxes, be they tubes or not. Maybe this is one of those big cover ups, like that TV series called the Y Files.
Whats that peep? X files you say? X as in unknown!
Hmm I think this is one for Miss Description, for sure, as seems pretty daft to me as X stands for so many things all of which are very well known. Like former, chromosomes, exchange, extra, ten, kisses, strike, exact spot. So why call the unknown X when Y says it all. purrs
Anyways, now Christmas is over I find it so very sad that so many really useful boxes just go to waste, cut up and burnt, crushed or just left to roam the streets. Worst still is the fact that some of these boxes get recycled into other boxes! I kid ye not, they take perfectly good boxes and shred them up and do all sorts of things then make them into more boxes. Why not make the boxes, of whatever shape, stronger and long lasting? Then they can be reused once us cats have finished with them, if we finish with them.
Anyways, I got my own personal new office at Christmas, a prize from our pal Brian at the Brian's Home blog, so I sent my old box off to be recycled. Not sure if I'll see it again, but if I do I'll be praying it will be a box of cream. purrs
Of course there are many other things that get left over at Christmas, spare wrapping paper and tape, spare cards and not least tons of food. Seems like everyone goes nuts and buys way too much of everything including nuts. Mouses!
Take here at the Palace for instance, your average Palace, nine bedrooms all en suite, well there is running water of some kind, but once we have funds I'll have the roof mended, for sure. purrs
Anyways, the Palace fridge before Christmas was full of things festive from Brussels sprouts and parsnip, to jelly, chips, cheese, and a salad in a bag. There was even a gigantic bowl of nuts, though I hasten to add that wasn't in the fridge, I do draw the line at peep's nuts in there, take up way too much room and always rolling off or falling through the shelving. Mouses!
Now all of this is traditional, peep says, even though I'm fairly certain none of the aforementioned ever appeared in the bible, especially sprouts, unless of course it was under the heading of things NOT to take on the Ark, but apparently this is what peep's parents had to celebrate Christmas with, so tradition became writ. Sadly, and I kid ye not, watching things go out of date is not traditional, and I have to watch things get thrown away, one by one, like the twelve post days of Christmas only this time where the true love empties the fridge of things that her peep bought and didn't use. Mouses!
The last to go however is the large bowl of nuts. There they will sit, smirking at us, relaxed, and safe in the knowledge that peep can't throw them away as they don't have a sell by date on them. So it remains to yours truly to disperse said nuts as best I can. This year I'm planning a sort of trebuchet catapult display, get the whole lot gone in one swoop. Now all I need is for peep to get that Neko fly within paws distance of the bowl and it will work, and an innocent accident will send the lot flying to the many corners of the great hall, safe in the knowledge that peep won't ever find them again.
Oh well, best get on and get this new year in hand. Time stops for no Princess and I can get one of my New Year resolutions sorted straight away, now where was that advert.......
****** Rustling of newspaper pages ******
Hmm.... Ah-ha! here it is, "The Squirrel Nutkin Cleaners. No cleaning job to big to crack; branches throughout your kingdom!" Looks like I just might not have to do any running around chasing nuts after all. I wonder if they do pre-emptive clearances of Brussels sprouts from fridges too? purrs
~~~~~~ The End ~~~~~~
Designers could start to think out of the box, and could create Town Hall Rounds. In fact that expression would have to change too. It would have to be thinking out the tube, or the circle.
And anomalies such as boxing rings, which are square, could be properly renamed boxing squares or better still the square rings made into rounds.
In fact you wouldn't be able to fight your corner as there would be no corners to fight in or own.... Hang on, have I just found the secret to world peace?
In fact the more I think of it, there are many tubes in the world, like tunnels, the ones trains and cars pass through and I'm fairly certain I've never heard any peeps describe them as boxes or that they'll be passing through a box. And if they are boxes, these tubes, why haven't us cats been advised. I mean, it is mandatory for cats to try all boxes, be they tubes or not. Maybe this is one of those big cover ups, like that TV series called the Y Files.
Whats that peep? X files you say? X as in unknown!
Hmm I think this is one for Miss Description, for sure, as seems pretty daft to me as X stands for so many things all of which are very well known. Like former, chromosomes, exchange, extra, ten, kisses, strike, exact spot. So why call the unknown X when Y says it all. purrs
Anyways, now Christmas is over I find it so very sad that so many really useful boxes just go to waste, cut up and burnt, crushed or just left to roam the streets. Worst still is the fact that some of these boxes get recycled into other boxes! I kid ye not, they take perfectly good boxes and shred them up and do all sorts of things then make them into more boxes. Why not make the boxes, of whatever shape, stronger and long lasting? Then they can be reused once us cats have finished with them, if we finish with them.
Anyways, I got my own personal new office at Christmas, a prize from our pal Brian at the Brian's Home blog, so I sent my old box off to be recycled. Not sure if I'll see it again, but if I do I'll be praying it will be a box of cream. purrs
Of course there are many other things that get left over at Christmas, spare wrapping paper and tape, spare cards and not least tons of food. Seems like everyone goes nuts and buys way too much of everything including nuts. Mouses!
Take here at the Palace for instance, your average Palace, nine bedrooms all en suite, well there is running water of some kind, but once we have funds I'll have the roof mended, for sure. purrsAnyways, the Palace fridge before Christmas was full of things festive from Brussels sprouts and parsnip, to jelly, chips, cheese, and a salad in a bag. There was even a gigantic bowl of nuts, though I hasten to add that wasn't in the fridge, I do draw the line at peep's nuts in there, take up way too much room and always rolling off or falling through the shelving. Mouses!
Now all of this is traditional, peep says, even though I'm fairly certain none of the aforementioned ever appeared in the bible, especially sprouts, unless of course it was under the heading of things NOT to take on the Ark, but apparently this is what peep's parents had to celebrate Christmas with, so tradition became writ. Sadly, and I kid ye not, watching things go out of date is not traditional, and I have to watch things get thrown away, one by one, like the twelve post days of Christmas only this time where the true love empties the fridge of things that her peep bought and didn't use. Mouses!
Oh well, best get on and get this new year in hand. Time stops for no Princess and I can get one of my New Year resolutions sorted straight away, now where was that advert.......
****** Rustling of newspaper pages ******
Hmm.... Ah-ha! here it is, "The Squirrel Nutkin Cleaners. No cleaning job to big to crack; branches throughout your kingdom!" Looks like I just might not have to do any running around chasing nuts after all. I wonder if they do pre-emptive clearances of Brussels sprouts from fridges too? purrs
~~~~~~ The End ~~~~~~