Links And Technical Genious

Ok well genious is a massive over statment.
But I've linked people, and with no help, I figured it out all by me lonesome.

So now you can read, or not, as you desire, some of the people that I read.

And now the circle is complete.
The circle of life.
Cue bad Elton John music, and send in the cutsy lions.

Silly Conversation.

I went to the doctor yesterday.
My normal doctor had retired since I had been there last so I had to see a new doctor.
No biggie, i'm sick not looking for a date.
After 15 min in the waiting room, 5 min in the doctors office I had the highlight of the visit.

Receptionist: "Is you telephone number still ......?"
Me: "Yes."
Receptionist: "And is your address still .......?"
Me: "Yes."
Receptionist: "Oh and it says here that you normally see Dr .....? You must not come here very often?"

My reply I think is pure gold.

Me: "Only when I'm sick."

What else did she expect me to say.
That was the end of the conversation, I think she realised how silly the statment was.
Do you come here often? It's a doctors office, not a fricken pub.

After that I left with a smile on my face. Silliness always makes me smile.

I wish...

I wish I had long hair.
I wish my hair line was not receding.
I wish I had a better body.
I wish I had talent.
I wish I had a job I enjoyed.
I wish I never was unhappy.
I wish joy came in cans, so I could drink one every day.
I wish love was easy.
I wish travel was quick.
I wish pain had a switch so you could turn it off.
I wish knowledge was easy to gain.
I wish I had time to do all the things I wish to do.

But wishing is for wells

And life is for living.

Live life.
Never stop.
We only get one, so enjoy it.
Regret nothing, try everything.
Be happy, and friendly.
Try to be a better person than you were the day before.
Self improvment, and awareness is the only real purpose.
Be the best person you can be.
Be virtious.
Be honest.
Be strong.
Life is not easy.
And strength is hard to come by.

Pain

I am in pain.
And every time I see the doctor about it he looks at me like im a hypercondriac, but does the right thing by me and gets me all the tests.
They all come back negative, or positive, depending on which is normal.

The dentist can find nothing wrong.
Neither can the optomitrist.

But I'm in pain.
Every day.
My teeth, my eyes, my temples.

Wish I could figure it out.

Work Sucks Sweaty Hairy Nut Sacks

Sorry for the imagery but you know how it is.

Second day at work after a good week of vacation.

Work blows goats.

In This Cape I Stand, Wind Blowing.

Greetings People Of Earth,

I come today to bring you a message of Hope. Hope and Joy. Hope, Joy and maybe Salvation.
Hope, Joy, Salvation and a Box of Crackers.

You see upon this very day many years ago, years before I was even born, I managed to overcome the greatest opponent that ever a man had to face.

The opponent was myself.

You see I had this problem called Pride. I had Pride in many things, among them was Pride in my coat of fur. I had a wonderful glossy coat of fur that shone in the sun, And I was Envious of it. My Envy welled up inside till I could take my Pride no more and I fought myself.

The fight lasted many a day.
The nights were used for rest. Even in a state of hatred I still needed my rest.

The days were hard fought. Blood was spilled. I took the first cut. Mine was the first blood to hit the ground, but I was the last one standing as mine was also the last blood to fall.

First to bleed, last standing. Pride and Envy, Lust and Morals, Sloth and Gluttony.
These battles are always hard fought and never have a winner.

Only pain comes of them.

So I bleed and let you know that I have conquered my Pride, and Envy has been defeated.
Sloth and Gluttony were both to lazy to show up and were there for ruled out by the judges on a count out.
Lust and morals both ended up in the gutter and the quicksand down there swallowed up them both never to be found again.

And so I sit here the winner of many battles with my spoils.
This shell I call a body.
Ready for something to come and inhabit me and bring me the things that make life.

If I can best all of my sins what will be left but my own self full of arrogance for my greatness.
Greatness undeserved for I have just set myself apart from humanity.
Humanity that disappoints all who live in it.
Right now I don't need disappointment.
So please be gentle.


My soul weeps tears of false joy.

Yum Cha: A Kung Fu Experiance

I have had a strange desire, brought upon me from I forget where. (It might have been Meva, but I forget)(One day I insert links but till that day... keep on trucking)

This desire is to have Yum Cha. The chinese meal of steam baskets filled with dumpling gold.

Mmmmm......... Dumplings.

I will admit to having been to Yum Cha before, but only once. I remember the person who took me, Andrew Toland, and the reason for going, his birthday, and the movie we saw before hand, Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom.
An aside, this movie gave me nightmares and to this day I struggle to watch it due to remembered frightners.
Anyway, Andrew Toland, Birthday, Indiana Jones.

I remember nothing of the food, exept that his parents picked it out for us. It must have been in about year 6, so it was his 10th or 11th birth day or so, maybe more, my brain doesn't work that well with age back then.

I remember clearly the chickens feet. I remember thinking. "What am I supposed to do with this?"
Another aside, if I was to interpret this into my modern language it would come out more like this. "What the fuck am I supposed to do with these fucking things? Why has a fucking back scratcher come out of a steaming dish? Is this a fucking massage parlour as well a restaraunt? Fuck me!"
That might be a good idea though, a restaraunt and massage parlour.

Anyway, chickens feet, WTF.

If they come out tomorrow I think I might just have to have a crack at eating them. You know just to say I have, and to see if they are worth eating because of the taste. They will have to be pretty dam tasty though to overcome the look of them.

Oh, and doesn't Yum Cha sound like something someone would say as they do a spinning heal kick into your head.
I think so.

So YUM CHA! (Insert spinning heal kick here)

Welcome To My Globe Of Chiropractors

Ok, so the title has nothing to do with any thing. But I thought it was funny, so there.

I write because I don't want this site so stagnate. I have been busy with life, illness and fun. And combined they have left me little energy to write.

The new year was fun, probably the best I have had.
Christmas was good. Not to much food and some greats hats. (photos to follow)

But generally it has been made by the companionship of a friend I haden't seen is about 4 years. Too much fun and not enough time. It will be sad when she leaves but that is still weeks away, so no need to get down yet.

I've been to the beach, swam, had prawns and chips. Fed the seagulls. Played Put-Put golf. And all this was in the afternoon of the first day of the year. Hopefully life continues on this road.

I've cooked steak and bacon pies (two of them, a bit salty but tasty none the less) and I have struggled to cook custard tarts (the score is custard tarts 3 sloth 2). Cooking adventures and stuffups.
But I am getting more confident and am thinking of trying a few different things. Cooking is fun.
The gym has died in the arse, but I will pick it back up soon, as I will with my eating of healthy food.

Generally a good and fun couple of weeks. Nothing dramatically exciting, but full of surprises and fun.
It was good to recive gifts from friends, better to give them gifts. Voices from near and far heard over the phone. Happines gained from hearing thier voices.

Fun.

I'm happy.
A good way to be.