Sunday, 13 February 2011

To err is human. To forgive is unusual



In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
And on and on... Then you get hit by a bus.

Too bad that all the people who really know how to run the country are busy driving taxis and cutting hair. Maybe I should have chosen a different profession.

Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't.
And yet I still ignore it.

I'll start my description of Valentine's (crap) day tomorrow...


Saturday, 12 February 2011

Wine is constant proof that God loves us and loves to see us happy.

I has been said that wine echos life, this is quite true in many cases (excuse the pun).
Some wines and people people become a vintage with age, others turn to vinegar.
Some unexpected wine is beautiful and surprisingly deep, like some people, some are expensive and have no depth.
Some are memorable, unforgettable, in their taste or the situation tasted, some bring back bad memories of hangovers or or forgettable nights.

What type of wine are you?

I would say I'm a Cloudy Bay Sauvignon Blanc, unusual, slighly dry, a bit acidic, liked by a few, derided by others, forgotten until the next vintage.

Either that or...

Thursday, 10 February 2011

Wednesday, 9 February 2011

Go to Heaven for the climate, Hell for the company

Another insight in to my slightly mis-wired mind anyone?
No? Tough!!

A week off work this week, and I've kind of missed it. The banter, the involvement, the fun.
Plus the unnamed person I like, works in the same place...

Someone said in response to more sarcasm of mine recently...

" Have you seen you?"

To which the only answer was, "yes unfortunately, I felt quite ill"

This brings me to the real point of this post.

Everything in todays society HAS to be aesthetically pleasing. God forbid the banana is the wrong shape or that politician or 'celebrity' isn't beautiful.

People become 'famous' for sitting in a house talking crap, being a terrible singer or exposing themselves to large amounts of paperazzi. What happened to talent? We mock Bruce Forsyth's age, Susan Boyle's hideous face, but idolise some talentless half-wit from Britain's-Got-The-X-Factor-Strictly-Jungle-Ice-Dancing-Big-Brother. That Scares me. What happened to REAL talent? Morcambe and Wise, The Two Ronnies, Victoria Wood, Bottom, The Young Ones, Only Fools And Horses, Minder, Z Cars, Morse, Waking The Dead, Our Friends In The North, Boys From The Blackstuff, Auf Wiedersehen Pet, Bob Monkhouse, et al?
Apart from some talentless nobodies attempting to sing, some talentless nobodies eating kangaroo penis, some talentless nobodies attempting to dance or really badly acted and scripted, overplayed, overbroadcasted soap nonsense, what do you look forward to on tv?
There used to be shows you would stay in for, stay up for or wait all week to see. Now, would you stay in to see Lembit Opik eat dingo bollocks? Or a mentally retarded 50 year old from wigan attempt to sing at an anorexic person (Cole), plastic person (Minogue) and an incredibly rich walking ego (Cowell)? Or see some equally retarded gypsy children get married? It is disappointing if that is the highlight of our televisual experience.
It's also depressing that Prime time tv includes the likes of talentless nobodies like Ant and Dec and the pointless Vernon Kay (Wasn't funny, isn't funny, won't be funny).

Glad I got that off my chest!!!!

Arty farty...

















Just some of my favourite art.

A short history of almost nothing...

Have you ever wondered why you bother to do some things?
We recycle, the collection people split the bags and leave the rubbish everywhere.
We vote and the same idiot gets his seat over and over again, due to a severe lack of credible opposition.
Some people believe in god, they never get any proof and when they do they are sectioned.
What a mad world at the moment.

Saturday, 5 February 2011

Imagine what it would be like if TV actually were good. It would be the end of everything we know

Waaay to much alcohol last night was consumed by my good self. Had some not so great news and was talked back to some form of sanity by my Best Friend. In fairness I owe her a lot.