Short, fat and unassuming, I have extended the boundaries of indifferent posting and spurious comment within the interweb community to previously unimagined levels of banality. This has been achieved without fear of ridicule or retribution. So if you're interested in thought patterns that tumble around the inside of my head like old underpants in a washing machine, this is the blog for you. Read it and weep.
Strange how everyone's had a quiet Christmas . . . .
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 . . . . G.
get a last one in before 2017 ended and the world went to pot again,
but I've managed to keep up my batting average and missed it
completely. Nothing that exciting to report, but I have been quietly
plodding along, knocking out old stuff that should've been finished
(or started) long ago. Still, the real world things that kept me
diverted last year (and before, if I'm honest) have now subsided, but
the leprosy returned during the late summer/autumn (back on the
tablets now, thank God) and that didn't do much for hobby effort or
Back on track now though and, as Christmas and New Year are
out of the way, it ought to be a Montgomery style advance, but on a
broad front with lots of distractions. Since the
previous post, my butterfly approach has served to divert my
attention in all sorts of ways. As a sort of side order while I was
painting other stuff, I decided to start experimenting with colours
and techniques for the landsknechts I've accumulated. …
got over the mother of all colds with just a cough like a sixty a day
man to shake off now. However, I've done a bit of dabbling – mostly
touching up – and a bit of a stock take. At my present rate of
knots I'll be about 170 when I get everything up to date and tickety
boo with the existing projects, which makes me wonder what to do
about it. Being essentially a solo gamer, I have to build both sides
to a conflict. This is no big problem because before I went back into
the closet, I still tended to hanker after periods which weren't, for
those days, mainstream. I
got through the Ancients itch which was only finally killed off
primarily by pretty tedious rules that seemed to be engineered to
design out the 'rule lawyers', but then by reflecting on the
character of many of the opponents I met. Everything seemed to be a
clone of the latest WRG thinking (still is to an extent) and quite a
few of the players knew lots about the rule mechanisms and precious