Thursday, 27 December 2007
Busy Christmas? Nope. pretty quiet really. Just the family round; no indigestion or booze or chocolate hangover. Telly was shite as usual. How was yours? (Christmas, not telly)
I'm not back at work until 7th January, which gives me plenty of time to get used to 2008 before I have to venture forth into the next phase of existence. In the meantime I'll ignore all the jobs I really ought to get on with and idle my time away like the rest of humanity. Might go to the pictures (don't do cinema) to see 'I am Legend', which I've been told isn't such a rape of the original book, but Will Smith?
Just took a photograph of the inside of my pocket again. The bloody phone camera thingy keeps going off because of my previously unnoticed malformed body or something. It's amazing how many times I achieve a perfect shot of absolute blackness. I've only actually used the camera function twice over the life span of about three phones. Once was to show Chris what a bag in Costco looked like and once to show her how small a particular London Hotel room was.
Got my hair cropped on Saturday because it's like an egg on top. Chris was less than pleased because she says it makes me look like a thug. I know my head's a bit pointy, but I'm hardly one of the Crays. Anyway, feel much better for it and it's so easy to keep clean. This is about the fourth or fifth phase of cropping I've been through, but many people don't seem to like me doing it, mainly because of the excellent marketing job done by the Engerlund Fans. There's probably a link here to rant on about the relative behaviours of various types of sports fan, but sod it.
O.K., time for a picture of a toy:
This is a hero of the Confederacy called John Gordon. Obviously it isn't actually him, but it looks quite like him - pretty good, I think (homage to Magritte - clever eh?). One day I'll talk about how silly old gits and not so old gits, but gits all the same, actually play with them.
So, as the sun sinks slowly in the west and your eyes become increasingly heavy, I'll sign off and sort out my emails. I get quite a few, mostly about toys or related matters, but also about other topics like books and films and music, not to mention life and such. Have you seen that bloke on Liveleak who pontificates about various pet subjects? He's usually banging on about the establishment or Muslims or whatever, but, even though I've been told he's entertaining, I can't be bothered watching. Just wondered if anyone else had listened/watched him, which is a bit strange as I'm the only one here . . . .
Sunday, 23 December 2007
Well, I intended to start up a blog a while ago, but lost me password. Typically I've decided to resume where I left off without much idea of what to write about. Anyway, as everybody seems to say, I'm new to this blog malarky so I'll have to learn as I go along. You don't have to bear with me - you can please yourself. Maybe best to come back in about six months to see if I've got the hang of it or I've binned the whole idea and joined the library or whatever.
If you're after a deeper insight into me, mine or what makes me tick, I'm afraid you're fresh out. Go and read some other bugger's scribblings or buy 'Hello'. Instead, if you want to read about the anonymous goings on in my little world then stick around.
Been a busy six months or so roundabouts, so I've hardly had chance to gather my thoughts. I've got too much rubbish to sort out and not enough time (or enthusiasm sometimes) to do what I like doing. The major thing I like doing other than spending time with my family, reading, films and music, is painting and playing with toy soldiers. Some of my peers will howl with indignation at me calling they toys, but the sensible ones will just grin and agree. So will this turn into a blog about painting leads? Unlikely - there are enough of those already, but I'll refer to them often enough. Here's one to keep any wargamers interested:
Those who haven't spent the last few weeks with their head up their arse will realise there's quite a big world event in the next couple of days. I'm hacked off each year with the commercialisation of Christmas, even though I'm not particularly religious - well, not religious at all really. Nevertheless, when you're opening your nice pressies and thinking how naff they are, spare a thought for those who won't have any or will fall victim to hunger or shrapnel while you're moaning about the sprouts. The stick a fiver in a collection box next time you see one.
O.K. preaching over for now.
My mother in law - now there's something I can scream about for a good while. This will become a pretty regular topic as will:
- her eldest son
- some of the really nice people I know (which don't include her eldest son)
- stoopid politicians (I know, but we all 'do' politics whether we like it or not)
- stoopid religious leaders
- maybe a bit of philosophy
- rugby union when there's a major competition on
- music of all sorts
- telly when there's something worth watching - so discount the soaps and game shows
Oh yeah, and toy soldiers.
So tune in again for another fun packed episode when we may hear about Big Frank's latest project and whether the star in thet east really is Putin.