Lollypop sticks

I think it is a bit worrying that a 40 year old has a container of lollypop sticks. 154 of them plus another 19 still stuck to the lollypops in my freezer. What the hell am I keeping them for - I don't know.

 

milk cartons and cup a soups

Leaking milk cartons
I’m mightily pissed off again. Milk cartons this time. I bought four pints on Wednesday night. I’d only drank half of that and tonight I bought two 6 pint cartons. The space in my fridge for keeping them upright can only contain two cartons. So one has to go on it’s side. I thought I’d try the four pint container. I go back half an hour later and see milk on the fridge floor. Well, now it’s one of the six pint containers that’s on it’s side. I’ll see if it’s any better.

Chicken cup a soups
They’re now making Bachelor’s Cup a Soup in jars. So I can put as much powder in a cup as I want – making it thicker than when using the sachets.

Musty smell and Blutak

So I washed my bedsheets but forgot to put them out to dry. I don't put them outside to dry I put them over a libe in my hallway. But they had lay in the washing machine for three days and had a musty smell about them. I can't even bung them straight back in the wash as they need to be dried before re-washed as the musty smell remains otherwise. They have been dried now and re-washed.....and guess what - I left them in the washing machine for a couple of days again. They don't have a musty smell this time.....yet. Otherwise it will be third time lucky.

BLU TAK
I love Blu Tax....especially when you've just taken a new batch out it's container. It's all flat and you can just yank both ends and stretch it like a rubber band.

Martina Hingis

Just thought I'd post the original of this pic before I merged it with a multi coloured sheep. I don't recall ever finding Miss Hingis all that attractive but dagnabbit she's attractive in this picture......and that's nothing to do with her nips showing through. 

Martini Hingis mixed in with a mulitcoloured sheep. 

Squirrels

There was a squirrel appeared in the back garden a short while. Man, can those little creatures move fast. I picked up my camera to take a picture of it and it was gone.....a few gardens down I saw it running along the wall. In my 40 years only twice have I seen a squirrel in this town and the first time was only a few weeks ago.

Happiness is..........

..........finding a micowavable cheeseburger in the freezer you didn't know you had.

Mmmm

This isn't a post to my blog - it is just easier to copy it here han to create a file on my own computer for it.

1). When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odour for the Lord (Lev. 1:9). The problem is my neighbours. They claim the odour is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?

2). I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?

3). I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual cleanliness (Lev. 15:19-24). The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offence.

4). Leviticus 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighbouring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not to Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians?

5). I have a neighbour who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states that he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?

6). A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is a abomination of Leviticus 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this?

7). Leviticus 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?

8) Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Leviticus 19:27. How should they die?

9). I know from Leviticus 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?

10). My uncle has a farm. He violates Leviticus 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? (Lev. 24:10-16). Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14).

A funny sight

My brother chasing his van
A rather amusing sight today…..My brother came into the office where I work a couple of days a week. He was talking to me about this and that. From where he was talking to me he could see out the window to the street outside. All of a sudden he started running out the office. No explanation. He came back in and said the van was moving backwards…….and he was the van driver but he was inside talking to me. Luckily the van didn’t stray too far and didn’t make it on to the main road.

Cable clutter

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This is the cable clutter at the side of my bed. This is where my head rests - just inches from this disaster just waiting to happen.
Jeeeeeeez - this place needs hoovered - BADLY.

Mightily pissed off now

Why is my "Google toolbar for Firefox" not installing. I just get their privacy policy page. No buttons o click to say I agree to their terms and conditions. I fucking hate it when two programs conflict with each other but they won't admit there is a conflict. It's doing my head in.

Ebay and gas men

The Gas Man cometh

Just had the gas man round. I found it funny he didn’t know whether he was here to read the gas or electricity. 2090 is the reading just in case I forget to take a note of it. Bloody obstacle course he must have been thinking as he had to carefully tread round all the things I have scattered on the floor.

Three Ebay auctions won in the one day
Just won three Ebay auctions – all from the same person. The git prefers to be paid by cheque.  What was even funnier was I beat the same person twice. He/She had previously put in bids. The second one he saw I had outbid him so upped his bid but I sneaked in with about 20 seconds to go. He must have been thinking I’m not getting done again.
(Probably a he as it was a non-league football books and the only time I see females at non-league games is when they are the partner of one of the players)

Bicycle clips

When am I going to take these freakin' bicycle clips off? I put them on this morning when I went to the restaurant to collect some invoices and pay their monthly bills (which I couldn't do because no-one knew where the box that keeps the invoices and cheque book were kept.....I'll need to go down tomorrow instead, which will suit me fine as I was up till 5:30am this morning).
I knew I had to go to the supermarket so I kept them on. I've now been to the supermarket and they're still on my legs. That's hours they've been on now. My feet will be blue with the circulation cut off.

Stupid dreams

I just spent ages trying to explain a dream I had but had to delete it because it was pointless. Who wants to know about my dreams anyway. Believe me, this dream was so boring you really don’t want to know about it. It basically involved a three year old girl doing a gymnastic move which was physically impossible in real life. It would have twisted the arms out of their sockets if she had succeeded in doing what she was trying. I was standing behind her and holding both her hands by her sides – and she was doing a move – the sort of thing you’d see a gymnast doing on parallel bars. But of the parallel bars she’d get to move her hands. In this dream I was holding them – hence why I said she would have twisted the arms out their sockets if it had been real life. So what does this dream mean all you dream analysts.

I’ve started singing into my computers microphone. My upstair neighbours have to put up arguing with myself – now they have to put up with my singing as well.

Where's my blogger add-in gone to now?

This is getting weird. The Blogging add-in for Word disappeared but now I’ve got it back.

I just wish that when I install a program that fucks with another program I would be told during the installation process. Why does Windows make things so complicated. I thought computers were meant to make things easy. Fucking geeks – I hate them all.

My wee toe
I smashed my wee toe off a pile of soup tins I’d left in a bag on my living room floor. Maybe if I kept things a bit tidier I wouldn’t have walked into them. I must have hit it with some force as it cut my toe open.

Unsmelly socks
I can’t believe my socks aren’t smelly. I’ve been wearing them all day. Maybe my nose is fucked. (A bit like Kate Moss’s I suppose………allegedly, in case any of her lawyers happen to read pointless blogs).

Imagine being called a 270

I thought it was bad being called a 269. But then to be called a 270. Imagine how hurt I was.

Missing the toilet

Probably a misleading title for the post - but I went to the toilet at around 11:30am on Monday morning. This is me now using the toilet for the first time since then at 1:05am Tuesday morning. That is not healthy. 13½ hours.

Cup competitions

My football team won a cup tie away from home on Saturday. No big deal. They were expected to win as it was against a club from a lower division. I knew our record in this competition was bad but I've just looked at their results in my lifetime (40 years). In that time we have only reached the third round of this competition on three occasions. OK, on one of those occasions we went on and won the cup. But three times in 40 years is dreadful. Especially as we've reached the 5th round and 6th round of the national competition quite a few times just in the last 15 years. Yet this cup, which has a third amount of teams as the national competition we have never done as well.

This cup began in 1927 (I won't bore you with the details of WHY it began) and it took my club (deliberately leaving the club name out) until 1947 before they won a game.

No game on saturday. What am I going to do? I could always look for a pair of rubber gloves and get friendly with Angus Kilroy.

Wireless mouse

Great idea - but if you use your computer for more than half an hour a day not so good. The odd behavious of the mose over the last fortnight was due to the batteries inside the mouse dying. All of a sudden the cursor would jump to the top of the page. If I was dragging files around my computer they would be copied to an unknown location. Folders would be moved and I've still to find some of them. So if this started a fortnight ago it means the batteries only last about three weeks with constant use.
I hate computers. I hate my Freesat. In fact I hate anything electronic. It is fucking me up tonight. I'm back to believing in an evil God with fuck all better to do than mess around with me. Hey God - why don't you blow something up then I know it's really you messing with my - rather than have a collection of small things go wrong. Ya big gobshite that you are. 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483 483

Advantages of word

Advantages of Word
The only real advantage of using Word 2003 to post to my blog is the spellchecker and I can see the post in a reasonable size. Other than that it’s shit.
Still haven’t got the proper monitor for this computer. It’s in the shop – just haven’t been able to persuade my brother to give me a lift to get the thing. I wish I’d learned to drive as a youth….but of course, my SA prevented me. This fucking SA has prevented me from doing everything.

This mouse of mine has got a mind of its own. It will suddenly just jump to the top of the page. First time I’ve used a mouse that doesn’t have a wire so maybe that’s what happens when the battery dies. What is it with me and dying batteries.

Late Again

Late Again
Try writing in red this time.
Here it is 12:16pm and I still haven’t set off for work yet. The rechargeable batteries on my bike light no longer work. They last one winter and then they pack in. Marvellous. This means I’ll need to be home before it’s dark. This is getting harder and harder. Of course I could do the sensible thing and go to my bed at midnight (or earlier) and then get up at 8am. It’d never work. Don’t normally work on a Tuesday but as I’m seeing the shrink on Thursday I need to come in a day early.

Blogging from Word 2003

Blogging from Word 2003
So I’ve installed the plug in – what next. Will I be able to publish directly from Word 2003. And if so what good will it do me.

To think tonight I was going to get to my bed at 1am so I could be up at 9am and off to work early. Well it’s now 3am and I’m posting rubbish on my blog. I can’t breathe. No wait, I can breathe – it’s just that it’s hard. If I couldn’t breathe I’d be dead.

What's goin' on with the weather?

We're nearly halfway through September and I'm sweating like a pig here at 2am because it's that hot. Pigs are well known for sweating don't you know.

Lost again

 

Porrrn

I spent all of Sunday downloading tons and tons of porn. I don't know why. I only watched a couple of minutes of each video (no jokes please). I ended up thinking that sex has got to be the oddest and funniest thing imaginable. But this is where I get really pervo. The best of the clips were of women peeing in public places. Eventually they took this to extremes and one woman started peeing into a plastic drinks container while sitting at a table at what was possibly a beer garden or something similar. The older woman next to her rather than say - "eeeeewwww - you're disgusting" just got up and walked away. She wouldn't have actually seen what was going on because all of this took place under the table but it was obvious what was going on. It was clear this was not the UK this activity was taking place. I wonder what my reaction would be if I saw this happening. Probably some Beavis and Butthead type laughter. I'll need to get out more often - maybe thios does take place all the time and I just miss it. These were the best of the porrrrn vids - even though there wasn't any sex involved.

My three blog readers (if there is still as many as three) have all decided to steer well clear of Peasie's blog from now on.

It's now the 5th September and it seems as though today and yesterday are the hottest days of the year. Maybe it's just my flat. The only cold place seems to be outside in the close (the bit between the entrance to the block of flats and the door to my flat). It is concrete. Maybe I'll go outside there and sit and pretend I've lost my key if anyone comes by.
Once I've taken the rubbish out I don't need to venture outside again today so I'll be stripping down to my boxers (a lovely image for you all).
The flats a mess. I keep on taking things out like camcorders etc (and there associated adapters and cables) and then not putting them back. Also, I think the dust in the flat may be beginning to affect my health. I've started wheezing a lot and finding it hard to breathe at night. Instead of cleaning the dust away I tend to just shift it from one place to another - I think I've already posted a picture of the thing I use to dust my flat.
I wish that yapping dog would just shut up.

ikea - it was an Ikea catalogue the woman threw at my window so it probably wouldn't have smashed it. I had one on my doorstep when I sent out today and saw several littered about the street. Either the person delivering them was just lazy or the crazy woman went about collecting them to throw at people's windows. This post will seem weird if you don't read things in the correct order. It is most people's tendency to read the post at the top first - but sometimes the post at the top will refer to an as yet unread thread further down.

Crazy woman with catalogue

I heard a commotion from outside my bedroom window so went to take a butchers and saw this woman ripping up a catalogue. I'd heard her earlier kicking the door to the next door block of flats. It isn't locked or anything - in fact I had to use it yesterday. Some git had locked the entrance to my block so I had to go in the next block, out their back door, in the back door to my block and then unlock the front door to my block.

I've no idea what the commotion was about. I did hear her screaming "You're just like your father".

So I stood at my bedroom window wearing just a pair of shorts as it's that feckin hot today and she notices me. She then comes over to my window and screams "what the fuck are you lookin at? Do you want a catalogue in all". (which I assume translates to - do you want some pages from ths catalogue I am ripping up and throwing about the street). So I says back to her "Oh shut up you stupid woman" but as I just spoke the words and my window was shut she would have heard them. She then proceeded to throw the catalogue in the general direction of my bedroom window - which would almost certainly have smashed as they are ancient and it was a thick catalogue. In fact, the fact it was a thick catalogue is probably why it didn't reach up to my window. I left her shouting profanities at me and came away from the window. I wish I still had my CCTV camera pointing out into the street. Maybe I'll go and set it up again. I hope she flips again. Nothing better than listening to a drunken crazy woman.

Funny smell

There is a funny smell emanating from me just now. It isn't an unwashed smell. It's kind of similar to when you have a bucket load to drink one night and the nextr day the drink seems to leak out every pore in your body. Only I didn't have a bucket load to drink last night.

Sister's wedding 2

My wee sister finally got married. She's been living with her now husband for about 11 years now I think. I hate weddings. I hate churches. I hate religion. But most of all I hate wedding receptions. I tried hard but I just couldn't get drunk. Eventually around midnight I started drinking vodka as well as my usual pints. I probably was drunk - I just didn't feel it. Damn - I can even remember walking home with one of my cousins.
I found out another of my cousins is gay. He's been married a few times and has three kids. I don't know any gay people. Well, I thought I didn't. I probably do know a few just don't know they're gay. I did find out about another person that's gay. Anyway, for me, finding out about my gay cousin was the highlight of the wedding reception. I found it hilarious. I don't mean to offend any gays by that comment. But when you don't know any gay people and then find out your own cousin is gay then you tend to find it funny. I had been thinking about my cousin recently because of Big Brother. He sounds just the same as Craig on that show. At the time I was thinking - just because he sounds effeminate doesn't necessarily mean he's gay (although Craig is). I was thinking my cousin sounds effeminate and he isn't gay......and now I find out he is after all.

Muddy path

Cycling home via the cycle path is enjoyable most nights - but not when it's been raining heavily. To get to the path I have to find my way through this. This is the view from the second fence I have to lift my bike over. There's still one more fence to go.

Sister's wedding

Getting more anxious as the day gets closer. I had said to myself a while back - I have no intention of carrying on with life if I'm still suffering from SA when I'm 40. But when my sister said she was getting married in August I could hardly top myself in May. But when her wedding's out of the way - there is nothing really to stop me from deciding at any point that I don't want any more part of this world. I've got my own life back to choose if I want to go on our not.
God - that was a depressing post. Guess the lack of sleep is making me depressed.

an ignorant git

Cycling home tonight I met a right ignorant git of an old woman. There is a path I cycle along which is not an actual cycle path. In fact there is a no cycling sign about a mile away at the start of this path.....but no such sign at the end of the path - the direction from where I was coming from. As a result of this any time I see people in front of me on the path I will move onto the grass at the side of the path out of their way. There is a bridge over a small stream so there is no grass for me to cycle on. Coming towards me were what looked like a woman with her mother pushing what I presume was her grandchild in a pushchair. They had a dog with them so I slowed down and in fact stopped and went by them pushing the bike along with my feet. The mother of the child said "sorry" to me as I went by as her dog had caused me to stop cycling. I could have continued but I put the safety of her dog first and wewnt slow. What annoyed me next was the gran pushing the chair in front of her snapped at me "well I'm not sorry - it's not a cycle path". Did she really have to say that? OK - at the moment it's not acycle path but North Ayrshire Council are keen to join this path up with another cycle path and so join up the whole region in a cycle path - this is the last part that doesn't have an official cycle path.
Getting back to this ignorant git - if I had accepted this was not an official cycle path - what was I to do. Get off my bike and walk this short distance. This would have meant me walking alongside my bike and so preventing her from walking across the bridge at the same time compared to me cycling and not taking up so much space.
When you read in the papers of old ladies being murdered for no apparent reason - well I wonder if they had just made some sarcastic remark to their murderer. If I didn't suffer from SA I would have given her abuse. Probably an old fart that's voted Tory all her life.

Semi Finals of a cup

The mighty Thitle have reached the semi final of a local cup competition. Up until about 14 years ago they had never even qualified for the knock-out (quarter final) stages. They've now qualified six times and reached the semi's once before. The team they will be playing in the semi final drew 5-5 last night before winning on penalties. 5-5.......you don't often see that sort of score these days. It does mean they are not too hot at the back so could this be the year we finally make the final of this competition. Well, tune in next week to find out.

Me in a kilt

I keep trying to post a picture but it's not coming up. Just as well as I'm an unshaven wreck in the picture.

Finally got the picture. My shoe laces are undone. I was only trying on the things to see if everything fitted as I would need to get things altered before Friday for the wedding on Saturday.

You could say I'm wearing th kilt like an Englishman but on Saturday I'll be like a true Scotsman.......and likely to be arrested because of it.

Are you calling me a butler?

Still unbeaten

This is the programme cover for this season. In the background you can see previous strips with the various sponsors. I think in the top right hand corner is a flag we got for winning the league in 2002 and the cup is for winning the league last season. Today was the opening day of the league season when the league flag was meant to be presented......but it was up to the clubs themselves to pay for a flag. As there was no presentation I assume they never bothered to pay for one.

It was a 1-1 draw today. God knows how we scraped a draw. What was funny was the ground was invaded by 40-50 extremely drunk people. I know 10 - 15 years ago I used to get drunk at the game and there used to be a group of us. Sometimes there would be a dozen of us and sometimes there were about 30. But we were never ALL drunk at the same time. Maybe one week one person would be drunk and he'd give it a miss the next week. Funnily enough - I never gave it a miss. But to have 40-50 of them arrive and ALL of them drunk was strange. They had been watching the Rangers v Celtic game on TV. Most of them were Rangers supporters but there were a few people with Irish tricolours draped over their backs. The police arrived with about 10 minutes to go and half of them scarpered. Thos that were left had their Buckfast poured out. There is a local bylaw which prevents drinking alcohol in a public place.

Mmmmmm

i ask this because im seriously considering a career in teahcing

I saw this on a forum just now and had to laugh. I hope the person who wrote it doesn't follow the link in my signature to this blog.
Lucky I caught my own typo before posting this.

More footie crap

Well we finished runners up in our section (unbeaten though). Which means we will have an away tie in ther quarter final. From a financial point of view this will be better as it will be against a club with a lot of supporters and the gate is shared - whereas had we had a home game it wouldn't have had the same crowd as the other team doesn't have many supporters.

Our oldest rivals finished bottom of the section with one draw and four defeats. In all my time of watching I don't recall this ever happening before (and I've been watching since 1977). So part of me is happy at that - but it still is one almighty fall from grace so to speak. Pissing down with rain all night - the game ended in darkness as we're not allowed to use floodlights. They are not powerful enough for a match to be played under - but are ok for training.

Cows are such shitebags

I just cycled near these cows and they started shiting themselves and ran away. Then when they realised there was a fence between them and me they got all brave and came back and started staring at me. What is this clown doing pointing that small metal box at me for? Even funnier if I had put it on flash. Then we'd have seen them panic.

Bidding on a book

I tried to get a book on Ebay some time back but lost out. The book came out in 1986 and I first heard about in in probably about 1992 or 1993 and have been after it ever since. I've got an earlier edition of the same book but I want this one. I'm not giving the name of the book as
a) I don't want anyone guessing my Ebay user id
b) I don't want anyone else bidding against me

It closes in about 9 hours time. I don't normalyl make any bids until the final minute of an auction but just in case I forget about this later on I'll make my bid now. I do know I can set up bid alerts - but they're not much use if I've fallen asleep.

So near and yet so far

What a boring cliché.
I thought we'd ended a quarter of a century hoodoo today by beating Kilwinning but our goal was chopped off in the final minute. A couple of shots off the bar. Completely outplayed them apart from a couple of short spells at the beginning of each half. Even our opponents knew they got out of jail today. A result would normally be accepted against our more illustrious opponents but there were a lot of disappointed face leaving the ground.
Barring a heavy defeat in out final game we should still qualify for the quarter finals. Although, it should be mentioned out worst defeat in recent years came against the team we now face. That season ended up being the biggest in the club's 100+ year history........but I don't want another 0-10 defeat.

Could do with another season like this one

Just looking at the goals scored this season (1957-58) and thinking we could do with that again. Especially a repeat of the result on December 14th. We play them tomorrow. We haven't won at their park since the 1979-80 season. A quarter of a fecking century. That run has got to come to an end soon. Problem is our two best defenders aren't available for tomorrow's game.

Dirty windows

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This is a window in the workshop attached to the tiny office I work a couple of days a week. Scot is my oldest brother. 30th October 1976 he wrote his name on this dirty internal window and to this day it hasn't been cleaned off. My family took over this buiding in February 1970 so the dirt had no doubt been building up since then. There are four windows in this window frame. One of them is now smashed so there was no space for me to add my name. I did shove a sticker on the wooden frame on the 29th March 1983 and it is still there.

Jelly wobbler

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Saw this lying on the beach as I cycled home. Brought back some bad memories of being stung by one when young. And by the ned of the day my whole body was stinging as I must have been spreading the sting about. I think someone must have had the same idea as me as a child - pelting them with stones.

Dirty water

I never knew just how much water I must swallow while taking a shower. The other day I took a shower and the water was slightly discoloured. I do have a shower every day - I'm just getting round to posting now. So I thought, well, it's not that dirty - I can get away with showering in it - but I won't swallow any of the water. I then realised just how much water goes in my mouth.

My computer

This is my computers specifications. To think that a few years ago I was told that I would never need any more than 4GB. Jesus - I can download that in a few days. Click to see full size.

Man having a fit on a train

What happened on the train was we arrived in Stevenston (a few stops after I got on). One bloke wearing a baseball cap and cycling a bike got on. I was watching him closely because I am considering taking my bike on the train so I was keen to see where he put it. He never fully made it onto the train. I heard a muffled sound and then a noise from his mouth - a weird noise.
Now I don't have too high an opinion of the younger generation. Illustrated by about five minutes earlier two girls and a boy (about 12 years old or 13 at the very most) getting on the train. All three were smoking cigarettes. I thought they looked stupid at that age smoking. Then realised they shouldn't have been smoking in the train at all. But did I say anything to them. Of course not. Back to the guy having a fit. The first person to react was another 12/13 year old girl - but she didn't know what to do so she went and got a bloke in his early 20's to assist. He dragged the guy off the train which was due to pull out at any minute. I'm not particularly sure what you do with someone that is having a fit. I thought you were meant to just let them get on with it. This guy seem to be restraining him. Although to be fair he later just seemed to be holding the guy's head. All this time I was sat doing nothing. There was a man and woman slightly older than me and they also sat doing nothing. The next people to assist were the two chavettes and chavs that had earlier been smoking on the train. One of the chavettes got on her mobile phone to get an ambulance. Another young girl in her early 20's started going through they guy's jeans pockets. Presumably to find some identification or if there any simple instructions - what to do in case of etc etc. Then the guy appeared to fall asleep. The train driver and ticket inspector had now arrived. 20 or 30 minutes after this first started he suddenly woke up and wanted to get up. But they wouldn't let him till the ambulance arrived. The bloke that was sitting across from me then decided to get up and see what was happening. Because all the initial danger was over. My excuse, if you can call it that, was I suffer from bad Social Anxiety. I wonder what everyone else's excuse was. The only folk to help were chavs and chavettes and an early 20's bloke with long hair. God I hate folk with long hair. And he was good looking. I'd have "given him one" and I'm not even gay. Or maybe I am? Nah - I just want a pair of girls breasts for myself. He never did get the train. I dread to think what would have happened if he had taken a fit while cycling. Or maybe that's impossible - I don't know how fits work.

I was very conscious of people on the train on Sunday - especially if they were carrying rucksacks. I wasn't caring if they were "olive skinned" or not. If they were carrying anything I was suspicious.

downloading images from my camera

I've just tried putting the card into my computer and it was a piece of piss downloading all the pics quickly. Strangely, the pics look even better on the same monitor than they did with the previous computer. I think I'll need to install the cradle onto my new computer as I don't want to have to take the disc out each time.

I've got my new computer now

Just went up and got it this afternoon. I think I must have got it up and running by about 7:30pm. It's now 11:37pm and I've downloaded my first lesbian video. Couldn't wait any longer than 4 hours. It was meant to be a 400GB computer. But it's down to 361GB already. Still, that's a lot of lesbian videos I can fit in that space.

Aren't thumbs great?

Just been lying in bed thinking about how great thumbs are. Just think how often you use them. Tying your shoelaces.....holding a spoon or a fork or knife. Holding a screwdriver. It's much better than a willy - it doesn't have a mind of its own. God, how embarassing would that be? Sitting on a train and your thumb suddenly does erect. Looking like some stupid seventies kids tv presenter. Although if a thumb was used instead of a willy it could be handy. I could pee round corners and run away. Oh wait, I used to suck my thumb as a child. That's not right. Although it would be handy when I was older. Shit, when I was lying in my bed this was a serious thought to me - now look what's happened to it. I could write my name in the snow with greater accuracy than at present.

A thumb is only good when used in conjunction with your other fingers. What purpose would a willy serve if the thumb was to take over its functions. None - get rid of it. Bloody stupid looking thing anyway.

More pointlessness

This is a picture of one of the cupboard doors in my kitchen. I'll need to move on to door number three soon. Door number four doesn't exist anymore as it came off during one of my temper tantrums.

Talking to drunks

There's nothing worse than if you're sober having to make conversation with someone that's drunk.

I was walking out to the football today and halfway there I met my Uncle across the street. So I walked out the rest of the way with him. Had I walked out at my own pace I would have seen the kick off but because I had to wait on him......well, I didn't want to look an ignorant git, I missed the start. No problem there - I only saw the start of ONE home game all of last season but I've saw the start of both home games this season and was wanting to keep the run going. My uncle had been in the pub a little too long. God, now I know what people had to put up with when I was drunk. At least my uncle was speaking in English - unlike the drivel I talk that no-one can understand.

We won 5-1 and we now top our section.

Another five goals

Another win at home - this time 5-1. More players sent off.
Should be another win next Wednesday away from home - then it's the last two games which are the toughies. I reckon we could qualifty for the quarter finals. Something we are not known for over the years.
A lovely sunny day. So why do I feel miserable?

You say tomatoes, I say tomatoes

I've placed some coins here just to let you see the sixe of these tomatoes. My father brought me down some macaroni and cheese to the office where I was working and had these tomatoes. He grows them himself. Huge aren't they?
That was all the coins I had in my pocket.

It's just another manic Monday

As usual - click on the pic for bigger version
I'm getting depressed thinking about the happy times I spent in this hotel. You'll have to read the rest of the blog - there was a hotel here and it's now been knocked down.
This place opened half an hour earlier than other pubs on a Sunday. I had a system whereby if I heard "Manic Monday" by the Bangles I would get legless because it contained the words "it's just another manic Monday, I wish it was Sunday, that's my fun day". It was on the jukebox in the pub so there was a fair chance it would be played (especially by me if truth be told). I wish I could go back in time to those days. There are a few things I'd like to change. A few mistakes I'd like to correct. A few things I should have done but didn't.

Stop the world - I want to get off. Any chicken left me-luv-pandas. I have no real desire to waken up in the mornings any more.

Cipramil

I think I'll need to go back to the docs and get myself back onto Cipramil. I hadn't really been depressed much lately but it's just hit me like a ton of bricks. I only get depressed when I think about my life so I avoid thinking about my life.....in fact I just avoid thinking altogether. But lately I've just been thinking - what the fuck is the point? I mean, I've been living in this flat for 16 years now and have achieved nothing in all that time. Nothing has changed. Everyone I grew up with has moved on with their lives. Got married, had kids, got divorced, killed their neighbours. But what have I done. Sweet Fuck All.

And the beat goes on.

New season starts

What a great way to start the season - by humping your oldest rivals 5-0. A player sent off, again, in fact - it was the same player sent off in Saturday's friendly, as well as a penalty missed. Life is good. Apart from my computer finally died last night.

Update : bloody typical. There's six teams in our section which means three games each afternoon or night the games are played. So what were the other two results.......5-0 and 6-0 (the team that won 5-0 is below us in the alphabet so they go above us in the league table).

You may wonder why I don't mention any of the club names - well, I don't want someone Googling their club's name and finding this blog. One of the teams we play, the last game in our section, we haven't won on their ground since the 1979-80 season. Over a quarter of century. I think it's time we ended this run of failure.

The new football season

The season officially begins tomorrow night with our first game in the sectional league cup. This is organised in geographically local groups (4 groups of 6 clubs). Which means our first game is againt our oldest rivals. They are actually in the league below us.......this is the first time in our history we have started the season in a higher division than them. We beat them twice in this cup last season (3-0 at home and 6-3 away.......this was the first time we had scored more than 5 goals against them in one game since the 1950's). So we will start this game as favourites to win. I don't really care about this cup. I can't see us qualifying (the top two qualify) - but if we beat our rivals I'll be happy.

Last season had a strange situation. The way the quarter finals were drawn we went into our last game of the league section knowing that a win would mean our quarter final tie was away from home to the runners up of the section. So both clubs in that final game were determined not to win. Even got to the stage of one club missing a penalty. But we eventually won by a late goal. The player was sacked. Only joking. I think we got humped 6-1 against the same club in the quarter final.

Usually, at the start of the season the club is in dire straits. There is usually no committee, no money, hardly any players have re-signed. But this season almost all the players have now signed, we've got a better goalkeeper (he also lives in the town - plus another local player looks as though he will be signing up for another stint at the club). There is a few more on the committee. The ground looks a little bit better. There is now an anti-climb grease on top of the fencing round the ground to keep supporters from escaping. There is still a lack of money - but we can't have everything. We get a flag for winning the leage the previous season - unfortuinately, we have to pay for the flag ourselves.

Nowhere is safe from clutter

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Even my kitchen is full of junk. A bag of marbles. A radio (tuned to Westsound and only used between 2pm and 6pm on Saturday's - even if I'm not in the flat).

Weird dream

I had this really strange dream that I was in car with my gran and grandpa. Both of them are now dead. I've been in a car with my grandpa many times before, he was driving up until he was nearly 90 (and that was usually the speed as well), but I can't recall ever being in a car with my gran. On the radio was someone doing a cover version of Dido's Life for rent....but it was being sung in french. Also strange was the fan blowing air around the car was really blasting air out and I didn't know how to switch it off.

It's light outside

Great (he says sarcastically), it's light outside. I'm still struggling with this VAT return and it is now light outside. So it looks like I'm going to get no sleep before I start the new day. BOALAX.

CMOS/GPNV Checksum Bad

CMOS/GPNV Checksum Bad
Now, what the hell does that gibberish mean. Although, at least it's kind enough to say it's "bad". No fucking Sherlock - the fact it takes 100 attempts at switching the computer on tells me it's bad. I want to know WHAT is bad.

Fat Bastard

I know someone that's bid on a Fat Bastard on Ebay. I was soooooooooooooooooooo tempted to sneak in and outbid them just for a laugh. Actually, given what it's wearing I reckon it looks quite like me. Maybe I should outbid them after all. I think it closes in about 8 hours time. I should be doing a VAT return just now (it was due in yesterday so given the post it will be a few days late) instead of looking at Ebay. God it's after 4am and I'm shattered.

Time to invest in a new computer

It took just a little too long to get started. I mean really long. I'm not exaggerating when I say it probably took around 100 attempts. I have to switch it on and keep my finger on the on switch for as long as I can before it switches itself off again. Just a case og judging it and the computer wants to come on as well. man and machine in perfect harmony so to speak. So I think I'll be burning all my personal files as I feel it may not see out the week or even the day if I switch it off again.

Not much left now

Not much left of the hotel now. I was talking to someone at the football today about the place. A lot of memories from that place. More and more houses and flats are being built in the village yet more and more shops are shutting down. The main street now just has a Post Office and a picture framing shop. Even the spot this picture is taken FROM is no longer a shop - it is just a workshop/office. Gone are the newspaper shops, ladies dress shop, mini-market, butchers, antique shop, chinese carry-out shop and others that I can no longer remember. Gone are the tennis courts (3) but they may be making a comeback. Gone are the two putting greens. Gone is the police station. Gone is the railway station. Now there is just a shelter - it is no linger a "manned" station. Gone is the tennis pavillion. It would have been gone many years before before it actually did go as I accidentally nearly set fire to it. I lit a fire behind it but part of the pavillion caught fire. Gone is the boat building yard. a massive area of the seaside village - to be replaced by blocks of flats. Gone is the pier and its associated railway station/yard.

Printer cables

I found this bundle of printer cables in a cardboard box under my bed. I don't have that many printers so why do I need all these fecking cables.

scandisk

If there's one sight I hate seeing then it's this one (click for bigger pic)

Theatre of Dreams

28 years of my life I've been going to this dump of a ground. It's seen a slight lick of paint (probably for the first time in 28 years).
Click on the picture for a larger version. No point in showing the other pictures as they are either blurred or show nothing. The remainder of the ground is open terracing. I was the first person in the "stand" today. When the next person arrived he asked "have you been sitting there since last season" because I've been in hibernation since then as well as I sit (or usually stand) and the same position, week after week, season after season. Today we beat a team from the league above us 2-1 in a pre-season friendly. Although it can hardly be classed as a friendly when we had two players sent off and they had one sent off. Last week we also had a player sent off in a pre-season friendly.

24 bags of crisps

As the 18 bags of crisps didn't las long the last time I went for 24 this time. First bag was opened at 9:06pm......we shall see when I finish. I actuallt just went in for two 6 pint cartons of milk and ended up spemding £11.16

Cycle journey 4 (final)

The final picture is looking through the underpass to the start of the cycle lane.

I have already posted a picture looking from the other side. This is the best piece of cycling on my whole journey home. It is the smoothest of paths. I even try to cycle "no hands" but I can only manage a couple of yards and that's without pedalling. I once managed to cycle round the island of Millport completely no hands. I was stoipped by the police but I think that was because I was eating a bag of chips while cycling and I didn't like the pickled onion I was eating so I threw it behind me.....only for it to hit the police car windscreen. That takes me back to my rebellios youth. i could only have been about 14 at the time.

Cycle journey 3

This is looking at the underpass with the railway above. This is the third gate I come to. This time I couldn't be arsed lifting my bike over so I moved the rusty gate to the side.

Cycle journey 2

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After throwing my bike over another fence I then cycle along this stretch of rough road (which is actually back in the direction I have just came from)

Cycle journey 1

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Above is a rough road. I throw my bike over the gate and cycle (slowly down this road). This is the view looking up towards the main road. Now if I was looking down the way I would then turn left and I'd see this view........next post above

Test picture

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So I can upload a large picture and bloggerdoof will make it a reasonable size. And all this time I've been making them smaller myself. What a dumbass.

I think this was a bible thumping place at one time. Now it's bulldozed to make way for housing. Whattawaste.

Crisps

At 6:27pm tonight I bought 18 x 25g bags of crisps. It's now 1:28am and there are only two packets left. There just isn't the same amount of crisps as there used to be when I was a kid.
Time for some spaghetti bolognaise.

What's that gobshite doing on TV?

I'm bored with the crap that's on TV just now - so I thought I'd watch myself instead. And I just had to wave at the CCTV camera like an 18 year old. I was watching it earlier and because my hair had grown a bit I REALLY noticed the bald bits when I was walking underneath the camera (whose idea was it to have it up there looking down?) - so I had to shave it all off again. I'll need to get rid of the moss on my face now.

The object up against the wall (with the hideous wallpaper) is a table. Strange logic behind the buying of that table. I had bought another similar (but smaller table) earlier for about £120 then I noticed this larger one for about £60 (or less). Because it was cheaper I decided to buy it as well even though I didn't need it.

Shell

Shell - if I ever find you I am going to rip your fucking tits off.

This was on the stairway leading up to my flat. It's been there a few months now but I only just decided to take a picture of it. I was worried the person in the bottom flat came out while I was taking a picture of it. Or worse, came out when I was taking a picture of my wheelie bin.

21st Birthday presents

I mentioned below about a tv I got for my 21st birthday - well, here's the picture of it.

















19 years ago it would have been worth something but nowadays you can buy them with dvd players attached and teletext as cheap as chips. As you can see from the picture, England are on their way to their first (of five) humpings in the Ashes series against Australia.

I also got a razor :

It's getting easier to add pictures now to my blog. I got this pennant for sponsoring a match once. Doh - that's why it says "Match Sponsor". The first I knew I'd sponsored the match was when I read it in the matchday programme. I think I'd been drunk a few weeks previously and agreed to it. Then they were chasing after me for money.

Duster

My mother gave me this duster. She visited my flat one day and saw the state of it and had to give me this. Quite a handy wee thing. The place is still a mess though........but, like British Rail (an old advert) "I'm getting there".

Rap music

I don't dislike ALL rap music - but I'm getting pissed off the amount of times they will take a sample from a good song and then blurt their shit over the top of it. Or they will play the same bit over and over again from a really good song without completing the song - instead we have to listen to their inane drivel. Ot you will have some famous rapper blurting out crap........and at the back of the stage you will have some female singer doing the real singing but un-noticed.

The joys of being an old fart........they just don't make music like they used to.

Rabbit food

I'm sick and tired of buying "rabbit food" from the supermarket, for instance, lettuce, carrots, tomatoes, cucumber etc and then forgetting to eat it. The two or three weeks later I have to throw it all out. Why can't lettuce come in tins?

Spider

There's a freakin' huge spider in my bathroom just now. Much bigger than the one I have already posted on this blog.

New computer

When I get round to buying it I'll then be faced with a new set of problems of getting it safe again....firewall, anti-virus. Then there's all the programs I'll need to re-install. I'll have to find them on this computer and try and figure out what all the various installation programs are. Nightmare.

Hay fever

I'm suffering from hay fever again.

Cricket

Imagine wanting it to rain so as you can geta draw out of the game. It's just not cricket I tell you.

Confusing

I've used a splitter cable so that now both my main computer and my laptop both use the same set of speakers. It can get confusing at times. For instance, just there, I removed my camera which is on a cradle attached by USB to my laptop. At the same time I was typing here on the main PC. The laptop beeped to warn me of the camera being removed and I thought I'd done something wrong while typing here.

Similarly, when I'm burning a CD. Because of the ancientness of this computer it still takes around 40 minutes to burn one and strangely I can only burn 642MB on a 700MB disc. I'll start the process and then start working on my laptop. I'll make a mistake on my laptop, it'll beep and I'll automatically think there is a problem with the cd burning process as I'm tha used to the PC using the speakers.

What a complete load of drivel. No wonder I never have a girlfriend. Who in their right mind would put up with me. Maybe Luba (see post below).

Another text

Another mysterious text that could be misinterpreted.

 

Shithole This was  a reference to the state of the flat I live in being rather untidy. I think I had mentioned I was going to take some pictuires of it as an incentive to get it a bit tidier. Back entrance This is the back entrance to this person's house which was being done up. Maybe it's just my filthy mind that read something more into this text.

My tv is about to die

My wee portable in the bedroom is about to die. It's had a good life. I first met him (or her) on my 21st birthday. He (or she) has served me well these last 19 years but I think the end is near. The good thing is I can then get a decent portable for the bedroom. God, (he (or she) is not even gone yet and I'm talking about a replacement. I also got a razor on my 21st birthday which I'm still using. Weird thing is - the hair clippers I use to trim my beard and rarely ever use on my head now. And the razor I NEVER use on my face but use to shave my head bald. No doubt this post will give me an excuse to photograph both items.

I wonder if Luba (see post below) would still want to meet me if she knew how I lived.

I half cleaned the kitchen yesterday. That floor was a flipping disgrace. I'm sure there were things growing on it. Still, the major part is now a bit cleaner.

Luba

Is this not desperate? I mean - how bad must it be for someone to resort to this? I feel sorry for you Luba, I really do.

The new school

A wee bit below is a post with a school on fire. Well here are three pictures of the monstrosity that took its place.

I've just remembered - this bit above was actually an extension to the original new building.

Going, going.....but not yet gone

Another picture of the hotel being knocked down. If you want to know why it is such a crappy looking picture it is because it is being taken from inside the office/workshop and the windows are absolutely manky. It will probably be down to the ground by the time I get back on Wednesday.

A poet

This is a photo of a text that was sent to me while I was at work. I won't say why it was sent and I've cropped out who actually sent it. But I don't think Robbie Williams has anything to fear when it comes to songwriting. I don't normally photograph text messages but there was no way I was not going to keep a copy of it. There is another text but I'm not sure if I should post it. I don't even understand what it means myself.

The wee red book

You know the new football season is about to start when the week red book appears in the newspaper shop. It's a lot bigger now than it used to be. I've got versions of this book going back to the 1950's. The original version was only 2�" x 4�" (70mm x 107mm) but now it's up to 3�" x 5�". t's now 264 pages (and was 144 pages)

Spider

This is the spider hiding in the toilet at the workshop/office where I work a couple of days a week. The wall is absolutely manky.

This is a photograph of a poster I made for the workshop/office toilet. It is actually a quite small spider but I zoomed in on it using the "macro focus" on my camera.

My defrag problem

I think I may have discovered why my defrag failed. I think the power may have been off in my flat for a couple of hours. Just noticed the time on my bedside alarm clock is two hours different from my computer clock which suggests the power was off for two hours. Or does it? I'm not too sure. Too tired to try and figure it out. My alarm rests to 12:00pm when the power goes out. So that's what probably buggered things up.

The cheap pot noodle

I have one of these as a "scooby-snack" when I'm at work. 35p from Morrisons.

It's amazing how something as disgusting looking as this


can turn in to a delicious meal just by adding boiling water


he says sarcastically.

Almost finished


Finally - all gone


a view from an angle


a tower of pot noodles