Human / Antbear

Now have you ever noticed 
Something snuffling on the ground
In Brazil or Argentina
Round the giant termite mounds
My head is long and pointed
And my eyes are on the side
Hold your breath, clear your heart
Don't try to hide


Are we Human, or are we Antbear?
My Claws are vital, My hands are paws
And I'm on my knees looking for the Ant-hill
Are we Human, or are we Antbear?


Pay my respects to all the species,
'Cos they all taste oh-so good,
From the Fire Ants to the Weavers,
The Black, the Red, the Wood
And thanks to evolution 
I have adhesive on my tongue
It's flexible, stretchable
And over four feet long.


Are we Human, or are we Antbear?
My Claws are vital, my hands are paws
And I'm on my knees looking for the ant-hill
Are we Human, or are we Antbear?


Will your ant-hill be all right
When I call around tonight
There's no message, there's no meaning 
Don't you know it's us just feeding


Are we Human, or are we Antbear?
My Claws are vital, my hands are paws.
And I'm on my knees looking for the ant-hill
Are we Human, or are we Antbear?


You gotta let me know
Are we Human, or are we Antbear?
My claws are vital, my hands are paws
And I'm on my knees looking for the Ant-hill
Are we Human, or are we Antbear?


(With apologies to The Killers)

Where to Start

So this blogging malarkey; sounds all to easy on the face of it.  Sign up, set up, upload and away you go. But then the nitty-gritty - what to write, what nuggets to share with the blogosphere.  What trivia to bombard your followers with.  Though using followers is a little - I don't know - arrogant?

'He's not the Messiah - he's a very naughty boy.'

Looking at other blogs, it would appear that the universe wants to know about my cat, my holiday in Faro, the trouble with my neighbour or the nice man down the road that helps badgers....but then after reading the first paragraph / line/ word / reference to little fluffy I had to stop.

These blogs are a waste of my eyes.

I need a rant.  Where better to vent one's spleen than in cyberspace.

Here we go.....

First from the phone

I've got the stick - now if I could just reach that pesky phone...

I want the moon on a stick