Do you like being an Anonymous Philosopher?

Yes, I have nothing to hide. I'm as honest on the 'net as I am in real life. Maybe that's rare, but that's how I choose to live.

Absolutely. What you see is what you get here as well. I am the same on the net as I am in real life :-D

Likewise. And I use the same name on my driver's license as I do here.

But a different picture right?

Like Cav, what you see is what you get.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp I am actually a large calico cat with a deceptively sleepy air about me. Inside I am seething with rage over the present state of affairs that humans have brought upon us all. I conceal it well, though I find myself falling into depression if I hold back too much, so there is the occasional roll of toilet paper torn to shreds or the large hairball deposited in the middle of a sofa cushion, which my humans, I call them heyouse, don't seem to mind terribly.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp I sit in the window and listen to the world. I can see a little sky, so I am able to do my daily reading of the clouds. There are others of us in the woods nearby and we send thoughts and, sometimes, dreams. I am considered a captive, a slave, by some of my own kind, the end result of a mis-guided three thousand year old plan to control the heyouse by living amongst them.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp I don't know what to think anymore. Godknows I've made these two happy, I don't think they've starved or beaten or killed any other heyouse in a long time, maybe never, though I really don't know what they do or where they go for long periods during the day, maybe they are the ones the others talk about in the woods and sky.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp That would really give me a hairball.

&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp I must go lay down. I hope I answered your question.

Joe Nation

I am journalist so you can say that I am doing that already

definitly - stand up and be counted

I'm pretty much the same ass hole here as everywhere else. Opinionated and immature, but most times (not always) my cute delivery saves me from a serious ass whipping.

Yes, I've had several letters to the editor published, and none of my friends or relatives would be surprised by anything I've posted here. They probably wouldn't understand most of it, though. :wink:

I wouldn't flirt as much.

So that's what I heard last night. The subtle drumming of hind feet.

Last night I was very ill indeed- that was some other flirtatious Bunny.

Yes.

Hmm...what were you ill with?

that which had only hours before entered my body by mouth, exited unexpectedly via the same means - causing great bodily distress...

Urgh....

indeed
also leading to steadfast refusal to entertain the notion of the same happening again - and the cessation of intake of the raw material therefor

Was it a bad muscle?