Rant`s, Raves n other Stuff from the Lonewolf

Stupid Questionnaires

2009-07-05T04:10:00.002+01:00

Do those stupid questionnaires you keep getting on Facebook or MySpace piss you off at all? Well they do me. A recent one I had had all manner of ridiculous questions for me to answer so I did the best thing possible, I took the piss with my answers. Here, take a look:-

1 .PICK OUT A SCAR YOU HAVE, AND EXPLAIN HOW YOU GOT IT?
Hmm, I have lots but.... Big bike smash, ouch, blood, leg hanging off, 3 months in hospital.... Say no more.

2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS IN YOUR ROOM?
Ice cream
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3. WHAT DOES YOUR PHONE LOOK LIKE?
It doesn't have any eyes so it can't look at all.

4. WHAT MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?
All kinds.

5. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT DESKTOP PICTURE?
Blood n guts everywhere, viscera, bones, extreme dismemberment... Umm, only joking.

6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?
A bucket of coffee

7. WHAT TIME WERE YOU BORN?
The 60's... bout 8.30am I think.

8. ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL TOGETHER?
No, of course not.

9. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?
Fi n Kate.

10. DO YOU GET SCARED OF THE DARK?
Not at all... what hides in the dark however, now that's another matter.

11. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY.
Adolf Hitler.

12. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?
Dark brown, green eyes.

13. DO YOU LIKE PAINKILLERS?
What sort of a stupid question is this? When I'm in pain, sure I do...

14. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINKS?
What's the fuckin difference?

15. FAVE PIZZA TOPPING?
Don't eat Pizza.

16 IF YOU COULD EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?
A chocolate bar, hmm, maybe that is saying something to me...

17. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU MADE MAD?
I have no idea.

18. DO YOU SPEAK ANOTHER LANGUAGE?
Some Russian, some Spanish, some German. A little Klingon...

19. WHAT WAS THE LAST GIFT SOMEONE GAVE YOU?
A book about punk rock...

20 DO YOU LIKE SOMEONE?
I like a lot of people.

21.ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?!
This is a confusing phrase, yes I am but I don't have more than one joint where only one should be.

22. FAVORITE FRIEND?
Don't have any, I have aquaintances...

23. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM CAR?
Lamborghini Countach.

24. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?
Love is unpredictable and strikes unawares, I wouldn't be able to help it would I?

25. SAY A NUMBER FROM 1-100:
"A number from 1-100"

26. BLONDE OR BRUNETTE?
Brunette

27. WHAT IS THE ONE PHONE NUMBER THAT SHOWS UP ON YOUR PHONE THE MOST?
5.

28. WHAT ANNOYS YOU MOST?
Annoying people.

29. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF THE U.K.?
Tsk, I've been out of this world :-P

30. YOUR WEAKNESS?
My bike.

31. WHAT WAS THE LAST GIFT YOU GAVE?
Understanding.

32. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE HOLIDAY?
The lava lakes on Io, moon of Jupiter.

33. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?
Yup.

34. WHAT WERE YOU DOING BEFORE THIS?
Checking my Facebook account, dumbass...

35. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?
My bike, sad really uh....

36. WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF ALCOHOL BECAME ILLEGAL?
Be illegal I guess.

37. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?
Another year.

38. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
I was the first born so no, think about it.

39. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?
What, like film stars? Err, no....

40. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
This question has been asked before, stupid question.... it's legible and that's all that matters isn't it?

41. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE VEGETABLE?
Forrest Gump.

42. ANY BAD HABITS?
Probably.

43. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING CD ON THE SHELF?
Don't have any shelves.

44. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON, WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Probably not...

45. HAVE YOU EVER TOLD A SECRET YOU SWORE NOT TO TELL?
I work for MI5, of course not...

46. DO LOOKS MATTER?
Depends on what sort of a look someone is giving me
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47. HOW DO YOU RELEASE YOUR ANGER?
No comment.

48. WHERE IS YOUR SECOND HOME?
Your avin a fuckin larf ain't ya guvna.

49. DO YOU TRUST OTHERS EASILY?
Until they fuck up.

50. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE TOY WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE?
A Captaiin Scarlet water pistol.

51. ARE YOU AFRAID OF GROWING UP?
Nope... Growing out, that's what really frightens me.

52. DO YOU USE SARCASM?
See past answers.

53. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS?
You mean like the pope? Err, no....

54. DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS?
Mostly yes.

55. WHAT IS THE MOST PAIN YOU HAVE EVER EXPERIENCED?
When I twisted my balls as a kid. That's true by the way...

56. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
They won't come off if I don't... Another stupid question.

57. LAST THING YOU SPILLED?
The beans.

58. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?
A cat, a nutter.

59. FAVOURITE COLOUR?
Green.

60. WHAT'S THE LAST BOOK YOU READ?
In the process of reading Dark Mission right now... Thanks Jack. Assuming that you read these answers of course.

61. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
No! I'll answer them myself.

62. WHAT'S YOUR DREAM VACATION?
I hear Mars is rather interesting these days, and probably not red skied at all.

63. LAST THING YOU ATE/DRANK?
Coffee.

64. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
Fiona

65. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?
Oh yes....

66. FAVOURITE DRINK?
Horlicks. Christ I'm getting old.

67. FAVOURITE ZODIAC SIGN?
Mine, the twins.

68. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SPORT?
Any sport that doesn't need a ball.

69. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR?
Mousy brown with some grey bits... unfortunately.

70. EYE COLOUR?
Mine? Blue...

71. TALL OR SHORT?
Tall or short what?

72.SIBLINGS?
3.

73. FAVOURITE MONTH?
June

74. DO YOU LIKE SUSHI?
Nope, I'm a Vegetarian. I don't eat anything that once had eyes or an asshole.

75. LAST THING YOU WATCHED?
A watch.

76. FAVOURITE DAY OF THE YEAR?
If their not screwing the lid down over my face in the morning, their all good.

77. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT?
Probably so...

78, SUMMER OR WINTER?
Autumn... Why wasn't that included? You seasonist!

79. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS?
Relationships.

80. WHO IS THE MOST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
How the fuck do I know?

81. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS?
Anybody that hasn't received this stupid questionaire I guess.

82. IS ANYONE IN LOVE WITH YOU?
You need to ask them, not me.

83. BIGGEST FEAR(S)
That mankind might prevail and not become 'Civilized'

84. LOUD OR QUIET?
What?

85. FAVOURITE MOVIE?
Terminator 2.

86. IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU MET SOMEONE WHO HAS CHANGED YOUR LIFE?
Not that I'm aware of.

87. HAVE YOU EVER REJECTED SOMEONES CALL ON PURPOSE?
Hasn't everyone?

88. FACEBOOK OR MYSPACE?
Pants, the both of them...

89 MORNING OR NIGHT?
Where? Morning here is night in Australia.

90. DO YOU SPEND YOUR LIFE ON FACEBOOK?
I haven't lived my entire life yet.

91. DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN ONE WORD . . .
Yourself.

92. DREAM JOB?
Pilot

93. DO YOU BELIEVE IN THE AFTER-LIFE?
I'm still struggling with the Before-life bit...

94. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF MARRIAGE?
It's a religious ceremony. If you aren't religious why bother.

95. HAVE YOU DONE SOMETHING YOU REGRETTED IN THE PAST YEAR?
Lot's. The last thing was probably filling out this questionaire.

96. IS THERE SOMEONE YOU WANT TO BE WITH RIGHT NOW?
I'm with them so... no.

97. IF YOU COULD GET PLASTIC SURGERY WHAT WOULD IT BE?
My ugly fuck off nose... and my ugly fuck off face, and, and.....

98 WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU WATCHED A MOVIE WITH?
Kate, my other half.

99 WHAT WAS IT?
Jumpers. The movie, not a sweater.

100 TAG 25 PEOPLE!
Oh fuck!!!

2009-02-18T03:43:00.009Z

Equality....

What's all that about then?

It would seem to me that the more people bang on about equality, the less equality there seems to be in the world. Take the UK for instance, in this country we have a real asylum problem whereby there has been a massive influx of Kurds, Iraqi's and other such groups coming in under claims of 'fleeing tyranny' or other such hardships, and apparently with little more than just the shirts on their backs!

Now don't get me wrong, I'm all for equality but it would seem that in the UK anyway, some people are more equal than others. Let me explain:-

To me, equality is everyone on an equal footing with equal rights and equal chances to succeed in any given area. Explain to me then why an asylum seeker can come into this country and go to the front of any queue that he cares to join. I have personally seen this in action so just in case any council official or government officer comes in and says 'ah yes, well that's not really the case...' etc etc......

Bollocks! It is the case.....

I know of born and bred English people that have been on our housing lists for years and not got one single sniff of a property, in comes a Muslim or other such ethnic minority though and six months later (or less), he's got himself a nice little house. Add to that the allowance to buy a car that our government gives him, plus the free mobile phone and the free credit given to him to phone his family at home in god knows what part of the world at god knows what phone rate, and you can see why I feel equality has died a death in the UK.

There is an area in Plymouth that now goes by the name 'Kurdish corner', I walk through it often and when I do, I am confronted with at least fifteen of these apparently destitute, but oft times immaculately dressed gold laden individuals loitering about, and glaring at any passerby who gives them anything more than just a fleeting, cursory glance. Parked immediately next to them are their cars, no falling to bits knackers like my twenty one year old Volvo for these people, no, these are expensive Beemers, Mercs, 4X4's and sports cars!!!

Something tells me they ain't so poor after all and they definately have more than just the one shirt they supposedly arrived in.

So let's move on now to racial equality....

Pfft! Err, I don't think so. You can only be a racist if you are white these days. Why do I feel this? Read on.....

Michael Richards is better known as Kramer from TV's Seinfeld series. This was his defense speech in court after making supposedly racial comments in his comedy act. I think that he makes some very interesting points.

He said : I'm proud To Be White, there, someone finally said it.

How many are actually paying attention to this ? There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, etc. And then there are just Americans. You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You Call me 'White boy,' 'Cracker,' 'Honkey,' 'Whitey,' 'Caveman' ... and that's OK. But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towel head, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner , Gook, or Chink . You call me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live ? You have the United Negro College Fund. You have Martin Luther King Day. You have Black History Month. You have Cesar Chavez Day. You have Yom Hashoah. You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi. You have the NAACP. You have BET.

If we had WET (White Entertainment Television) we'd be racists. If we had a White Pride Day, you would call us racists. If we had White History Month , we'd be racists. If we had any organization for only whites to 'advance' OUR lives we'd be racists. We have a Hispanic Chamber of Commerce, a Black Chamber of Commerce, and then we just have the plain Chamber of Commerce. Wonder who pays for that?

A white woman could not be in the Miss Black American pageant, but any color can be in the Miss America pageant. If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships you know we'd be racists. There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the US . Yet if there were 'White colleges' THAT would be a racist college.

In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists. You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.

You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist. I am proud. But you call me a racist. Why is it that only whites can be racists?

Umm, nuff said methinks....

Of course, you can add to this list the MOBO organization, wonder what would happen if we had MOWO (Music Of White Origin).... err, we'd be racists.

So, equality... I don't think so.

Let's move on finally to sexual equality shall we. Now that really is a laugh. Personally, I believe that there are things a man can do better than a woman, and there are things that a woman can do better than a man, that's how it's supposed to be isn't it? It's what supposedly makes us work as a species, we fit together like jigsaw pieces to make a race that can do pretty much everything between us.

Whats all this 'Sheila's wheels' rubbish? If we had an insurance organization that catered only for men, we'd be called sexist. The argument here is that apparently women have fewer accidents than men and so they should be rewarded with cheaper car insurance... What they don't realize though is that a good deal of women are named drivers on their husbands insurance policies so when they have a bang, the man get's the shit and the bad mark against him.

It's all bollocks.

There are still jobs that a man cannot do on grounds of sexuality, women's toilet attendant, certain women's clothing shops etc etc. Yet there are no jobs now that are exempt for women, a woman can do any job that a man can do but a man cannot do any job a woman can do.

Equality... your aving a larf aint ya guvna.

602

2007-11-09T21:59:00.000Z

Do you ever have a number that strangely & inexplicably keeps on popping up in your life? A number that just seems to keep appearing wherever you go & under the strangest of circumstances?

I do & it's 602...

Sounds rather inconspicuous wouldn't you say? Three little numbers, or perhaps one three digit number, either way though this number in various shapes & forms has plagued me all my life. Ever since I can remember, it seems to repeatedly crop up. It can be as simple as waking up suddenly & looking at the clock to find that it's 6:02, to buying a raffle ticket & finding that the ticket bears the number 602 specifically or in the correct sequence within it's ID code.

I can be in town & someone can ask me the time & when I check, guess what? Other times I can buy something completely randomly only to find 602 staring at me someplace on the packaging. It can be a random glance towards nothing in particular but that number still keeps popping up. My clock number whilst working in a factory during my teens was even 602, honestly, I can't figure it out at all & I've often wondered what the hell it all means.

I've tried to research it of course but still I draw nothing but blanks. There are however 206 bones in the human body, so may'be I'm backwards in some way. Hmm, perhaps I should disable comments on this post.

You may ask why the hell I'm going on about all this on my blog, but What actually made me think about this right now, was that I was reading the paper today in my local coffee shop & there was an article on the imminent launch of the new Apple I-Phone. As a committed technophile, I of course read it with great interest but then stopped dumbstruck when they revealed the specific details of it's actual launch.

It will go on sale in the UK on November the 9th 2007 at precisely 6:02pm.... ARGGGHHH!

Why?

Why not a normal time like 6:00pm or 9:00am even?

No, it has to be 6:02pm just to plague me & start me off yet again....

Still, it could have been worse I suppose. It could have been launched on June the 2nd at 6:02 couldn't it....

If anyone knows anything about numerology that might be able to provide me with an answer to this particular puzzle though, please, drop me a line sometime. I'd love to here about it.

Out of the Mouth's of Babes

2007-06-27T06:20:00.000+01:00

I was thinking today just how wonderful our children are & in particular, how truly blessed I am to have the daughter that I have. Throughout the 19 years of her life so far, there have of course been many up's n down's just as there are in any parents relationship with their children, I'm quite sure that many parents can sympathize with the notion that there have been times when I could have rung the lil buggers neck & yet still, I wouldn't change her for the whole world, the whole universe even.

She is my little Princess, my reason for living, my driving force, my everything.

With all this in mind, it pains me deeply to hear & read that there are people out there in the world that would actually hurt them & worse, how can anyone possibly sink so low as to hurt a child? It belies belief in a so called civilized world that such things happen but the truth is we are not civilized, in fact we are nowhere near civilized for a civilized being does not kill for pleasure, or to satisfy a lust for fashion, or rape, or maim or murder or ultimately corrupt innocence. Gandhi summed it all up perfectly I feel when he was asked what he thought of western civilization, he said that he thought it would be a very good idea. I don't think he was wrong on that one but I feel that perhaps he didn't go far enough, I think he should have been more global in his statement.

He also said that a countries level of civilization can be assessed by the way that it treats it's animals & again, I don't think he's wrong on that. It brings to mind the Canadian's for example & the way those heartless bastard's go out clubbing those poor defenceless harp seals to death for their pelts, in order that some dumb animal can wear them on her back.

Madness? Of course, Civilized? Definitely not.....

But anyway, as usual I digress once again. With all of the horrors of the world aside, I did actually set out to write about the beautiful souls that are our beloved children so this post is aimed at celebrating them. It is also dedicated to every child everywhere, it is a celebration of their innocence, their fragility, their sense of fun, their vitality & the unconditional love that they give us in return. I truly hope with all of my heart that one day, we can all live in a world that is free of the sick predators that attempt to corrupt & destroy these little lives that we hold so precious.

As an example of the joys children can bring, I would like to bring to your attention, something that I read on a site today that is a perfect example of how wonderfully entertaining our kids can actually be, it made me laugh & it made me smile but above all, it emphasized perfectly the innocence that is a child. I've included it below for all to read & in so doing, I honour my wonderful daughter....

A first grade teacher collected well-known proverbs. She gave each child in her class the first half of a proverb, and had them come up with the rest. Their insight may surprise you.

Better to be safe than ....Punch a 5th grader.

Strike while the.....Bug is close.

It's always darkest before....Daylight Savings time.

Never underestimate the power of.....Termites.

You can lead a horse to water but ....how?

Don't bite the hand that ....looks dirty.

No news is....impossible.

A miss is as good as a .....Mr.

You can't teach an old dog new....maths.

If you lie down with dogs, you....stink in the morning.

Love all, trust .....me.

The pen is mightier than the....pigs.

An idle mind is....the best way to relax.

Where there's smoke there's ....Pollution.

Happy the bride who.....gets all the presents.

A penny saved is....not much.

Two's company, three's....the Musketeers.

Don't put off till tomorrow what....you put on to go to bed.

Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and ....you have to blow your nose.

None are so blind as....Helen Keller.

Children should be seen and not....spanked or grounded.

If at first you don't succeed....get new batteries.

You get out of something what you....see pictured on the box.

When the blind leadeth the blind....get out of the way.

Nuff said.... isn't that truly wonderful?

Vegetarianism

2007-06-12T03:08:00.001+01:00

Yep, you read that correctly, Vegetarianism...

The consumption of foodstuff not of meat origin, an abstaining from the flesh of an animal in preference to that of plant, fruit or vegetable origin, or some such variation on that theme. It does not, as some might think, mean that one is born under the sign of the vegetable or, that one prefers sexual relations with cucumbers, lentils, beans or plants. It doesn't mean that one is of less intelligence either or that one is weird, strange or otherwise compromised from the rest of so called "Normal" society.

So anyway, why would I choose now to write today about Vegetarianism?

I would imagine that by this time, you'd be getting a pretty good indication that I myself am a Vegetarian and you'd be correct in that assumption, for I am indeed a card carrying Vegetarian. Actually I'm what is known as a Lacto-Vegetarian due to the fact that I eat dairy products but not eggs. If I ate eggs I would be a lacto-ovo-vegetarian and if I ate fish as well, I would be a pisco-vegetarian. Confusing I know but what the hell. Life's like that. :-)

Actually, I dislike labels as such and prefer to say that I don't eat anything with eyes or an asshole, it's just a preference of mine, a personal choice that I don't inflict upon others. If you wish to eat meat then of course that is your choice, I won't try and convert you. What I don't understand though is that in general, meat eaters per se quite often inflict their views upon me along the lines of assigning almost ALL of the negative assumptions laid out at the beginning of this post, to me personally when I tell them I'm vegetarian!

I am quite often met with disbelief by others when I tell them this. "But you look healthy", they say, as though I'm not supposed to be...

Time for a few facts I think.

Did you know that Vegetarianism is actually one of the most healthy diets there is? Ok, before anyone starts banging on about Omega 3, B vitamins and such, there are actually some very good alternatives by way of the likes of flax seed oil which is rich in Omega 3, plus you can get pretty much everything else your body needs from a well balanced vegetarian diet.

Did you also know that by the time the average, meat eating human male is thirty five years of age, he has five and a half pounds of rotting meat lining his intestines! Guess which type of cancer is now on the increase and let's not mention the steroids and shit that are regularly pumped into cows to make them fatter and thus add to that rotting meat mix...

But anyway, the reason for the rotting meat scenario itself is due to our own anatomy, which despite what some might think, is actually NOT geared for eating meat. Take a pure Carnivore for example, a Lion or a Tiger perhaps, it's digestive tract is very short compared to a human being's and it's digestive juices are far more stronger than ours. What this means is that meat is broken down very effectively and then passed completely through it's body in a very short amount of time, thus it's body is geared for eating meat!

I know that some might say, "Oh yeah, what about our canines and stuff, surely that means we're supposed to eat meat"...

Have you ever taken a look into a Gorilla's mouth or an Orangutan's? These animals are our closest relatives and have more pronounced canines than we ourselves have and yet both are naturally Vegetarian. This is not through choice, they just are. Go figure...

There are some that now believe that the forbidden fruit referred to in the Bible was not an apple as such, but actually a metaphor for flesh. Ok, I know that I kinda dismissed religious text in earlier posts, but who knows? I could be wrong on that like I said earlier within the post in question.

Then there are those that insist that if we didn't eat meat, our brains would never have evolved to the state they have done. Did you know that it's a fact that vegetarian children are more likely than meat eating children to excel in intelligence, that's official by the way so it kinda rubbishes the meat equals intelligence brigade out there don't you think?

All said and done though, I never set out here to preach, I'm not here to try and convert anyone to vegetarianism, eat meat if you will, I have the utmost respect of your own personal choice to do so. All I ask is that I am granted the same respect for my choice not to.

And on that note, it's time for bed...

Final thoughts of the day 2

2007-05-23T01:14:00.000+01:00

During my many times of contemplation, I have often felt low & spiritually exhausted by the depths of man's sheer inhumanity to man, this inhumanity grates upon my nerves & stabs at my innermost consciousness like glass shards penetrating into my brain. Just reading the daily newspapers can cause my mood to nosedive as I take in how someone has just killed or maimed an animal for fun, or tortured some innocent human being, or murdered somebody for their training shoes!

Entire forests, the Earths natural respiratory system, are being cut down for profit, pollutants & toxins fill the air & threaten extinction of every living soul upon the Earth, & yet so many seem to care not one iota & it continues on with no thought as to the outcome of these puerile actions of man. Kinda reminds me of an old Cree Indian Proverb which goes something like:-

"Only when the last tree has been cut down and the last river been poisoned and the last fish been caught will the white man realize that he cannot eat money."

It never ceases to surprise me how callous & cruel we, as a species can actually be. We are a species that is capable of such beauty & such creativeness & yet this is how the majority of mankind chooses to carry out their lives. Our relentless pursuit of financial gain & profit whilst people are starving & struggling to survive makes me sick to the core & yet sometimes, in the midst of all of this a day will come along that will fill me with hope once again.

Today was one such day....

The location was the cellar bar of a local Plymouth pub, the event, a small gathering of like-minded individuals enjoying a glass of ale whilst singing folk songs of love, freedom & funtimes come & gone.

As I sat there enjoying the atmosphere of this place & listening to these pleasant & playful compositions, it suddenly dawned on me that not all of mankind is filled with the inane desire to corrupt, strip & maim. This small group of people, in whose company I spent this particular evening welcomed me regardless of who I was, I could have joined in & sung along with them of course but my confidence has never been of a level that would enable me to indulge in such things.

Just for a while though, the utter madness & the angst of the outside world all around me seemed so distant, it was really very nice in fact & I found myself wishing that I too could play a musical instrument & just join in. Needless to say however, I never did learn to play the guitar that my mother bought me for my twelfth birthday, unfortunately it was stolen from my garage along with a number of other personal belongings by some toe-rag youth before I could get around to this.

It actually pains me now to know that that guitar is very probably in said toe-rags bedroom, classified as his own personal property now & there is nothing that I can do about it. The law is an ass, see earlier post...... This said however, I don't want to go on another downer right now as I finished this day on a high, I wish to lay my head on my pillow in the same frame of mind.

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, the folk night at the pub. This folk night that I speak of is actually run by a really nice guy by the name of Joe, if you were to meet him I'm sure that you would not fail to like him as I truly believe that through talking with him on a number of occasions now, there isn't one solitary bad bone in the mans body.

Actually, if you met him you might say that he looks rather unconventional compared to some in that he sports a very full beard, invariably wears a floppy brimmed hat or a flat cap & has trousers which are often held up by a pair of braces, not a common site in these parts I might add. It all gives him a certain character anyway, Joe oozes mellow, he is so laid back as to be pretty much horizontal & I must say that it was an absolute joy to spend some time listening to the songs of both himself & those of his compatriots tonight.

These are actually the times when I feel that the world is not such a bad place after all, that not everyone in it is so selfishly driven & so single mindedly greedy, these are times when I have hope again & when I look to the future with the thought that man is not such an absolute waste of flesh after all. It's people like Joe that give me faith again, nothing seems to phase him & even though I suspect that he may not suffer fools gladly, he always has an ear for those that need it.

I shall sleep well tonight, the effects of ale no doubt assisting in that ;-) But I cannot deny that I'm already wondering just what horrors tomorrows paper will bring.

Adieu

Religion

2007-05-10T04:08:00.000+01:00

Hmm, I guess sooner or later it had to come to this. It is said that when a group of people sit down together & chat in a room, the subject will invariably come around to Politics & Religion, so, without wishing to go against the grain anymore than I usually do (fat chance of that) I now wish to write a little bit about Religion. I've kinda done politics all along anyway so onto Religion.

Religion. What is it? Is it truly the word of God? Is it the law that actually does govern the universe or is it just a collection of stories & anecdotes from the people that were around at the time Jesus Christ lived?

Ok, I may or may not be right on all of this but here are my own views...

Let's start with the Bible. What is it? Is it the word of God or an interpretation of a God system by man himself. The Bible is indeed a book written by man, NOT God so with that in mind I would have to say that at first glance, the Bible SEEMS to be simply a collection of stories set out in book form to show mans interpretation of a God system & that therefore, by definition the interpretation will be flawed.

I mean, let's face it. If the sentence 'Send reinforcements, we're going to advance' can end up as 'Send three & four pence, we're going to a dance', within fifteen minutes along a line of English soldiers in a world war one trench, then think of how much of the original message of the bible would be lost over a timespan of two thousand years!

How many principal Religions are there in the world today? Five, Six? Each of those Religions proclaim that theirs is the correct one & that everyone else's are false & wrong. Well they can't all be right can they.

How many Christians actually practice the words of the Bible today? Answer, hardly any. Why do I say that, here's a few reasons why.

"It is easier for a Camel to pass through the eye of a needle than it is for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven." Well, that means none of the Christians or the Jews are getting in to Heaven then doesn't it because I've yet to meet a poor one. So let's move on...

"Let him amongst you without sin cast the first stone." Doesn't that translate to something along the lines of, 'It isn't up to you to punish the bad, that's up to God himself' & yet still our judicial system continues to punish & execute criminals all the time, in the name of God. It's like their saying, well, we believe there's a God, but just in case there isn't, we'll punish you anyway...

"Thou shalt not worship false idols." OK, so that's the Catholics not getting in either then isn't it since they worship the Virgin Mary, i.e a false idol.....

"Forgive those that trespass against you." Hmm, I stood outside a Church a while ago & saw a poster on it's outside wall. It read, 'Private parking, any vehicle parking here without authority will be clamped & a release fee of £100 charged'....

So, I Guess that means that turn the other cheek & forgive those that trespass against you doesn't apply in this particular church then uh?

*Shakes head in disbelief*

Explain to me why women are never seen as equals in any of these Religions. Way back in history, were you aware that God (known to the Jews at the time as Yahway) actually did have a female counterpart, but that this was rubbished & abandoned at the time because men wouldn't tolerate a female as being equal. Man (the species, not the sex) was supposedly created in Gods image, surely then God, by definition must be both Male & Female & therefore each of the sexes must be of equal importance.

So that's all your middle eastern Religions out then isn't it, Muslim in particular I think.

I have always wanted to ask a Vicar or a Priest, would they do this job for nothing just as Jesus's original disciple's did. I think I know what their answer would be & yet, if they really believed in their God then surely they would be preaching the word free of charge wouldn't they? Err, not a chance...

So that's the Clergy not getting in to Heaven either since their only doing it for the money & are therefore corrupting the original messages by accepting that money. They are little more than Judas was to Jesus when he betrayed him.

What about the Catholics? I really can't understand them at all. Their missionaries traveled all over the globe attempting to convert people to Catholicism. The Bolshovics come to mind here since those that didn't wish to convert were considered corrupt & had their heads duly chopped off! There's a famous picture someplace that shows a smiling Catholic priest standing next to a huge barrel of human heads, this being all that was left of those poor souls that wouldn't convert.

How very religious of them....

Moving on further, when a native American Indian was once asked to convert by missionaries, he asked the question, 'How can I take your religion seriously, you murdered your own God & nailed him to a cross'.

You gotta agree that he had a point there...

With all of the things I say here, you might ask if I myself believe in God & the answer to that question would be yes. I believe there must be a creator of a sort & that that creator by definition could be classed as a God. Wether he is the same God that they speak of in the Bible or any other religious text however, I'm not so sure since I don't consider any religious book to be the true words of God himself, since they are all written by man & therefore prone to human error.

Actually, come to think of it, I don't think it's a question as to wether any of us believes in God anymore, I think it's more a question of wether he/she believes in us. I mean look at us, would you want to invest time & energy into a species that causes nothing but chaos & destruction in the world?

Hmm, I sense another flood coming......

May'be I should build a boat ;-)

The Smoking Ban

2007-04-28T04:09:00.000+01:00

Today, I thought I would write a little bit about the Smoking ban which will come into force in the UK on July the 1st 2007. I know that this is going to be a highly emotive time for those on both sides of the virtual fence in regards this & that I may just upset a few people by writing this now. I must confess though, to be perfectly honest with you I'll be glad when the ban comes into force...

As a lifelong non smoker, you might say that I might be a little biased in this argument but I will TRY to remain as unbiased as I can & TRY & see this from both sides of the proverbial fence so to speak.

For many years, the smoker has argued of course that it is his/her right to smoke wherever he/she damn well pleases regardless of what anybody else thinks, & that sentiment has been almost forcibly taken up by pretty much every smoker I have ever encountered with the exception of just a few good friends. Ok, I can relate to that to an extent, it is indeed anyones right to do as they please so long as it doesn't affect other people. This however is where the argument of the smoker falls apart somewhat.

Their habit, vile & disgusting as it is...... Oh shit, there goes my un-biased view.... does not just affect only themselves, it affects everyone within a given radius of their fucking poison. Many people have died as a direct result of passive smoking, many have contracted incurable, long suffering diseases due to other peoples insistence on being able to do exactly what they please, when they please.

What about the non smokers right to breath clean air whenever & wherever he/she pleases, what about their rights to safeguard their health?

For years smokers have banged on about how, if non smokers don't like it, then they can go elsewhere & leave them to their, err...um pleasures!

Well not anymore!! The tide has turned, Karma has come back & bitten them in the ass, common sense has prevailed at long last & the powers that be have finally realized the poison these people inflict upon others in the name of their rights to do as they please, is totally unacceptable.

And I'm as pleased as punch...

Do you have any idea what's in that shit? There are 60 different Carcinogenic compounds in cigarette smoke, if your unsure of what a Carcinogen is then just ask Roy Castle. Ooops, too late...

Tobacco smoke, as a smoker will no doubt agree is the direct residue of their pleasure, it permeates the air & putrifies my hair & cloths until I stink like a damned ashtray. It also takes place without my consent & against my express wishes.

I have a pleasure also, I like a glass or two of ice cold Fosters Lager once in a while. I find myself wondering tonight wether the smoker would be annoyed if I inflicted the direct residue of my pleasure upon them as they do me, would they be annoyed perhaps if, after a few pints of the amber nectar, I stood on a chair & pissed on their cloths & in their hair without their consent?

I would imagine not, so why do I have to put up with the residue of their disgusting pleasure all the time?

No, I will not feel remorse for those poor unfortunates denied of lighting up their cancer sticks in public places, I will not feel remorse that they will no longer be able to completely smoke out public places such as restaurants, public houses, cinema's or what have you. I ask you, did these people EVER feel remorse for me for having to breath all their shit in? I very much doubt it....

Roll on July 1st

Justice/Injustice

2007-04-20T03:39:00.000+01:00

I sometimes wonder if there really is any justice in the world today. It is said that we are innocent until proven guilty & yet the more I see each & every day, the more I become convinced that the opposite is in fact the case.

We are Guilty until proven Innocent!

It also seems to me these days that the criminals & the miscreants of society are treated more favorably that the actual victims themselves. An example of this in action took place in my life just yesterday, it did not involve myself but it did involve a friend of mine whom I shall simply call by her first name of Sue. I will call this case, 'The British Heartless foundation' as I feel it is an apt & suitable title given the subject matter herein ;-)

So anyway, my friend Sue gets up one morning & goes into town with the intention of doing a little shopping & having a nice cuppa in our local coffee shop. En route however, she has the misfortune to go into a local charity shop as she needs to return some items which she bought earlier & has since discovered she can't use. Fair enough, sounds harmless enough doesn't it?

Ordinarily it would be harmless of course but this charity shop has a couple of resident fuckwits in attendance. Add to that that these are not your normal common or garden fuckwits, these are fuckwits of the highest calibre & these fuckwits could seriously use a personality transplant to say the very least.

So let me explain further.... Exhibit One M'Ludd

My friend Sue takes the items in question into the British Heartless Foundations charity shop where she then suffer's a veritable diatribe of abuse from the rather strange fuckwit like proprietors, who then go on to claim that she has actually gone in there & assaulted them!

Now remember one thing here, Sue is actually returning some unsuitable items which she has bought, but has since discovered she cannot use. Sue is not a violent person at all, on the contrary she is a rather mild woman in fact. The proprietor however, a rather unsavoury looking character if I've ever seen one before now takes it upon herself to take offence at her returning said items to the shop.

"How dare you bring things back to us...how dare you!!!"

This Troll of a woman then proceeds to make an absolute scene right there in the shop, which culminates in my friend being hurt by the proprietors husband as he, in his own words, "Wheelbarrows" her out of the shop & throws her down forcibly onto the pavement in a bruised & crumpled heap.

Sue of course is unsurprisingly upset by all of this & as there seems at the time to be a few witnesses to the event, she phones the police as she feels that she has been treated unfairly, which after all, she has been.

So anyway, along come the boys in blue only to arrest my friend & charge HER with assault, she then spends the rest of the day & evening in the clink answering ridiculous charges concerning her apparently going in to the shop to cause trouble. Consequently, she misses an important appointment at the hospital the next day for a needed stomach operation & then goes on a major downward spiral over this gross act of injustice by the British Heartless Foundations resident Trolls.

The resultant ongoing court hearings that have since transpired from this horrendous little event have caused a number of unsavoury things to happen, namely that my friend Sue has had a nervous breakdown & has slowly disintegrated into someone now afraid to even face the day.

But anyway, I digress once again. Her final court appearance took place yesterday, her friends accompanied her to court only to watch the gloating Troll come away with £50 damages being awarded to her, Sue herself suffered the indignity of getting an 18 month conditional discharge & £50 court costs, bringing her total fine to £100.

The "Wheelbarrowing" husband got nothing, regardless of the fact that he was trying to benefit from the trumped up charge as well, which I am now convinced they had arranged between them for sheer financial profit.

So I ask you, was justice served in this instance? I think not, but this my dear readers is just one such case of many more in our day & age. Injustice it seems continues to prevail & the victims of people that, let's face it are little more than money grabbing bastards themselves, continue to suffer in the name of so called justice.

Guilty M'Ludd

Bollocks!!! The Law IS an ass.

Don't let the Bastards get ya down

2007-04-14T05:31:00.000+01:00

Hi, it's me again...

Well who did you expect? Another dose of mindless irreverence & mildly philosophical rambling ensues....

So what have I been up to? Well, last week I had to go to the hospital for some checkups in regards pain throughout my body that I've been experiencing for many years now, with no real answers as to the cause of it. The usual spiel from the Doc has always been the same, well your getting older, wear n tear, all those years riding bikes in the cold n wet finally catching up with you etc etc.....

I'm 45 for christ sakes, I feel like I'm 75 but that's neither here nor there as the Doc continues to insist that I continue to take the painkillers & just get on with it. Phhbt!

Why is it that the medical profession knows more about my illness than I myself do?, something just doesn't seem right there, this is my body after all & yet they profess to know how I'm feeling better than I do myself! It's all bollocks & yet amidst all this bollocks there is something that I should feel rightly relieved about in all this & that's that I am fortunate enough to live in the UK.

OK I know that I've griped about the UK in past posts & my thoughts still stand on all the points I made earlier, in this one case however I must confess that I am truly blessed for here we have a healthcare system that is the envy of the world.

*Gripe warning*

OK so it's under constant threat of being turned into yet another money spinning business by our fat cat, corrupt & greedy governmental masters, but at least for the moment anyway, my healthcare is still free so that IS a big plus. If for example I lived in the US of A, their fat cat, corrupt & greedy governmental masters would be fleecing me for every single penny I have in my quest for an answer to my continuing pain, here however I don't have to face that. YET!

So anyway, where was I.....

I went to the hospital for some checks, blood tests, X-rays you know the stuff. I felt like a bloody pincushion (pardon the pun) whilst I underwent this & by the time they had finished I swear there seemed to be more blood outside of me than within me. To make matters worse, the Phlebotomist (person who takes blood) actually bore an uncanny likeness to Morticia from the Adams family! Pale skin, long black hair, blood red lipstick, thin & gangly, the works. Makes ya wonder Uh?

Horror chicks aside though, I can only assume that my claret actually got to the labs & didn't end up somewhere it shouldn't have for test results were duly received for evaluation by the consultant that was now tasked with dealing with me.

So I now have something called Fibromyalgia. Apparently there is no cure, you just deal with it. Same ol same ol uh....

Oh well, at least now I have a name for this pain, after all these years of being told it's just me getting older, I do have a recognized ailment. Kinda reminds me of ol Spike Milligan's gravestone epitaph.

"See, I told you I was ill"

The continuing TV licence Saga

2007-03-11T04:28:00.000Z

Phhbtt! Here we go again. The bastards are on to me once again but I`m not gonna be deterred, oh no.....

Last week I received yet another little gem from those wonderfully comical people at the Nazi party offices, er, sorry, TV licencing offices. Once again they have me guilty of some mundane law designed to oppress & grind down & are now threatening me with interview under caution & subsequent court appearance to answer for my crime of not having a television.

Remember, all this is happening in a so called civilized land where apparently you are innocent until proven guilty. Ummm......

Anyway, I thought as they are insisting on playing their silly little games with me, I`d play with them also & compose a little reply which I thought I would put on my blog for all to see, I would imagine that this letter might raise a few hackles or two & that I may subsequently be hounded for simply taking the piss, but what the hell. Here we go:-

The Present Occupier
*Address provided*

Re: Your Ref **************

To whom it may concern

For the past ten years I have lived at the above address. In that time I have never owned, nor do I intend to own a television or any equipment capable of receiving or recording a television broadcast. I choose to live in this manner on the grounds that I feel that the television licence itself contravenes certain human rights legislations & will maintain this stance until the television licence is finally scrapped.

I would like to add that I resent your repeated communications to myself in regards this matter & have chosen NOT to reply to them on the grounds that they do not apply to me as I do not, as already stated, own a television or watch television programs.

It surprises me that your logic revolves entirely around the fact that your computer flags my address as being without a TV licence & that therefore this must mean that I am, by default, breaking the law. I do not own a shotgun licence either but I have yet to receive any communication from the relevant bodies associated with such practices in order to confirm the fact that I have no shotgun in my possession.

As an ex television engineer, I do know a little about how a television works & in particular, the local oscillator which you claim you can detect with your detection equipment. If this is so then by default, there is no need whatsoever for you to enter my property in order to confirm that no television signal is being watched, so I will not allow you to do so unless you comply with the facts laid out below.

I have researched my rights on this matter & am aware that you may not enter my property without a warrant to do so, so I suggest that you do this before your visit to my address. I also understand that you must be accompanied by a police officer in order to execute the said warrant so I would urge you to seek this also. I must point out however that this will be a completely fruitless course of action for yourselves as I DO NOT own any equipment capable of receiving or recording television broadcasts.

In the interim, I have now decided that for my own protection & sanity, I will charge you for any further unsolicited communications you make with me at the rates set out below:-

For the opening of a letter - £10.00
For any further reply I make in regards letters received - £25.00
For opening the door of my property to TV licencing officers or staff - £25.00
For any appointment I may have to break in order to do this - £50.00

As a gesture of goodwill, I will agree to waive my fee of £25.00 on this one occasion in regards this reply letter to yourselves.

Please note however that any communication you make with me henceforth from this date will be taken as your agreement to the above stated terms & conditions.

Yours Disgruntled

The United Kingdom(s)

2006-12-22T02:06:00.000Z

The UK, the supposed land of milk & honey, or so they say. If your an asylum seeker or an ethnic minority (should that be a majority these days), then I guess it is. For the average Joe living here however it`s more the land of sour milk & wax.

Why? I`ll tell you why, the UK is the land where you have to pay for a £135 yearly licence to watch the damned TV, which in my view is a violation of one of our basic human rights which states that every citizen of Europe is entitled to free, unrestricted access to electronic media. The Television licence contravenes that....

http://www.spiderbomb.com/tv

The UK is also the land where you now have surveillance camera`s on virtually every street corner watching your every move, & Gatso camera`s taking snapshots of your vehicle number plate the moment your speed creeps a few MPH above the stated limit, apparently all in the name of safety. Let`s examine that shall we?

I have a surveillance camera not a hundred yards from my home, the children regularly climb the pole & hang broken bicycles from it & break car windows in the carpark nearby. Result, no police intervention whatsoever & the kids continue to wreak havok. Park a car there without a tax disk however & their on you in seconds, likewise if you park on a double yellow line (unless your driving a police car that is) which strangely seems to be exempt from the laws affecting the rest of us. I only wish I`d had my camera to hand when I witnessed that particular double standard.

The UK is the land where you can get stopped by the police for having a number plate that is too small, I was stopped just last night & fined £30 for the privilege of having a less than billboard, windbreaker size plate on my bike, the reason quoted by the officer in question being that the Gatso`s have difficulty reading the smaller numbers & letters. Explain why I was snapped by one of these bastard things a few months ago with the same plate then & the fine still found me!

Bollocks!

Someone once asked me what sort of a country I thought I would be living in if the Germans had actually won the war, I`ll tell you what sort, it would be like the UK is now with the aforementioned camera`s & the little Hitler traffic wardens making everyones lives a misery.
Police officers regularly stop me on the streets & demand to know where I`ve been & where I`m going, they also ask me to produce identification to prove who I am & all this just to go down the road to buy a portion of damned chips! Sound familiar? Goosestep anyone?

It seems that we now have more bloody muslims living in this country than anyone else, they frequently threaten violence & sponge vast amounts of cash from the state (the ones that are here legally that is), the rest have simply disappeared into the black market to plot whatever it is they are plotting in the shadows. If I walk into a garage or a bank in the UK, I must remove my crash helmet so that the surveillance cameras can see my face, fair enough you might say & I`d agree, I mean, I could be anyone couldn`t I.

If I was a muslim woman however I can go into both of these places with just my eyes showing through a ridiculous, letter box style slot in my burka & if anyone tells me to remove it, I can scream racial discrimination & take the government to court for a substantial amount of money. Seems a little strange to me, in our current climate, isn`t it these very minorities that are supposed to be the most likely to cause trouble now?

The United Kingdom(s)?

You can keep it, if I had the means & the money to get away from this place I`d be out of here tomorrow, why anyone would want to live here is completely beyond me & that my dear readers is a sentiment that is growing exponentially.

I`m off for some chips, let`s hope I don`t get frisked by the old bill.........

Social Vampires & Vultures

2006-07-25T04:23:00.000+01:00

Traffic wardens, Funeral directors & such to you & I. I have pondered this subject for quite some time now & I`ve come to the conclusion that these people truly are the vultures & Vampires of our society today.

Take Funeral directors for example, these people actually really piss me off, I know that might offend a lot of people but I find their false solemnity deeply offensive. They stand there looking unhappy & glum whilst your dear departed`s are whisked off on a virtual conveyor belt of black morosity. The sentiment these people project is of course false because inside, those very same people are smiling to the very depths of their wallets & their bank accounts. These people prey on the dead for christs sakes!

Can you think of an animal on this planet that does that? Yep, right a god damn Vulture for one. Funeral directors are Carrion, that`s all there is to it.

"Of course we`ll see to it that your loved ones have a dignified send off sir", yeah for a fucking price..... Usually a very VERY hefty price at that.

Not only do we have to feel low, bad & spiritualy exhausted by the loss of a loved one, these people come along & screw us whilst we are down & at our very lowest ebb.

Vultures I tell you, Vampires one & all.

All our lives we pay taxes to the government, you`d think that the least those governments could do once we coil up our mortal coils & die is give us a good send off free of charge wouldn`t you. But no, these bastards are allowed to get rich off the pickings of those suffering great loss.

If I were to find out now that I was going to die in a weeks time, I would say my goodbyes to my friends & loved ones, have a great piss up & then on the eve of my death, I would go out on the moor & throw myself into a peat bog so that nobody has to suffer financially to send me off.

Who the hell needs all that extra worry of funerary costs at a time like that anyway.

To hell with the Vultures........

Rant of the week

2006-03-25T07:48:00.000Z

Insurance!

Who the hell really needs it? It`s a bloody con after all, when something goes tit`s up & you make a claim the first thing they do is try & get out of paying you the money. You pay all that money for the policy in the first place, you`d think they`d just pay the damn money, that`s what insurance is supposed to be for after all.

And assuming they do pay out, what then, your premium goes through the roof the next year that`s what so what bloody good is it in the first place. What their really saying is, 'you pay us an extortionate fee to cover you for any eventuality, then if we pay out, we`ll claim it back off you the next time you renew the policy'.....

So really it`s a loan then uh? Ha! I got your numbers guys......

Take medical insurance for example... 'Is there the slightest chance that your gonna die soon...there is? oh, sorry we can`t insure you then'.....

Because the damn leeches won`t make enough money out of you that`s why!!!

Insurance? Here's my advice, Don`t bother unless you have to have it by law as in car insurance & even that`s a con too.

Footnote: Never did get my wish, Tourettes continues to evade me... Bastard!, Kin soddin luck.... Oh wait, may`be I did...........

Final thoughts of the day

2006-03-21T03:34:00.000Z

I`ve come to the conclusion tonight that I would like to have Tourettes syndrome, yeah that one, the one where you can`t stop swearing at people. I think life would be so much easier if I had Tourettes. Plus, think of the fun you could have.

"I`m sorry officer....fukin bastard!!!. Ooops, sorry sir, it`s my Tourettes I can`t help it.....Ya C!*T.....

How many times have you been in some place when some asshole in authority rubs you up the wrong way & all you wanna do is lay into them with a few choice words. Today was one such day & let me tell you, Tourettes would have come in very handy indeed.

So anyway, before I lay my head on the pillow tonight, the last thing I`m gonna wish for, besides Catherine Zeta Jones magically materialising in the bed beside me that is, will be that I wake up tomorrow with Tourettes syndrome...

Look out tomorrow!!!

Blah!

2006-03-20T16:40:00.000Z

Today the sun is shining in Plymouth, jeez that`s not common at all. Something is gonna happen to ruin it, it usually does.

But anyway I woke up today so that`s good, had some brekky, Muesli & a cup of earl grey to wash it down. In a moment I`m gonna think about leaving me ouse. CAT!!!!

Why is it that cats always climb onto your lap when you least want them to? Is there some cat law operating somewhere that says, "Hey, he`s working on the PC, I gotta go & fuck it up".

But I digress.....

Where was I, oh yeah going out n facing the sunny day. This is something of a weird one for me actually, I hate the sun, it hurts my eyes & makes me look older than I actually am. The warmth is nice though so we`ll see.

Today I anticipate traffic lights, all red. I also anticipate idiots, Plymouth seems to be a magnet for them at the moment, idiots here, idiots there, idiots every fukin where....... Oh wait, I live in Plymouth too!!!

Nuff said though, honestly, Plymouth is Idiot capital.

I`m off to face them all.....

First post

2006-03-19T08:52:00.000Z

Well what to put here, my first post on my new Blog. Guess I better just say who I am & where I`m hailing from so that at least if anyone bothers to read any of this, they`ll know who to throw the eggs at...

The names Alan, I live in the South western part of the UK in a little town called Plymouth, my interests are many & varied, I will elaborate further as I go on as I`m bloody tired now & in need of sleep.

Catch ya later...