I Ain't Afraid of No Daleks

If you've noticed less "deeply" personal posts of late, it's 'cause I'm posting more, privately, only for friends. Someone recently e-mailed me, asking what happened to my more personal posts--wanted to know if anything occurred to shy me away from my more intimate posts--yeas and no. More yes than no, actually, tho' I suppose that's not very enlightening.

Anyway, most of my really personal posts are no either being published for "my eyes only," or strictly for people on my "friends" list. So, there you have it.

Another totally sleepless night. Have a fever, but not going to hospital until later, if at all. Wait and see...one thing I DON'T need, is another big medical bill. I know NHS has it's serious issues, but at least you lot don't to have to give up things or back off medical care, 'cos you're worried about the money.

I feel horrible, though. I haven't slept since 7am Monday morning.

No breakfast either, don't feel well enouugh to even bolt down a bowl of honey-nut cheerios or frosted shredded wheat.

Apparetnly, some time yesterday, the landlord shoved a notice under my door that a pest control man was coming today...didn't notice until 6am this morning. I must have walked right over it, last night. Fan-friggin'-tastic. My apartment looks like crap! I gave my bedroom a quick hoovering, but that's about all I had time for. I'm just too sick to do anything more.

I wrote that thing about Obama and now some whacko Chinese commie guy is plauging me with his "Yes, go China, we're number one!" rubbish. jaysus! Don't I get enough of that nonsense from the blinking republicans???? Good gravy on toast.

I've noticed that China is putting thse fake "white" guys on newspapers and blogs, to counteract the negative remarks about their country. Wow, and I thought Bush and his lot were paranoid adolescents! China is a lot more like Bush and the neo-cons, than anyone realizes. Or, are Bush and the neo-cons, like the government in China? China is a bunch of maroons, if they honestly believe that most of us aren't noticing their fake "commenters." I guess you get your share of obtuse jerks running the goverment, no matter what culture you belong to. But, with China, it's this propaganda blitz is alomost embarrassing. How insecure they are! They're becoming right proper little capitalists, ha-ha.

So, I wrote about my learning that ham was "gammon." I was remembering when I was a kid, during our school year.

Every year, my elementary school (Pre-year 1 to year 8) in my village always held a father-daughter dinner once a year. The mum's went to the school kitchen and made dinner, and the dads and kids sat and ate it (towards the mid-70's, they started alternating years with a mother-daughter dinner...didn't go down well with the dads, ha-ha.

Every year, they served the exact same menu...in 10 years it never changed: baked ham steak, buttered whole kernel corn, mashed potatoes, little dinner roll with butter, milk or coffee, ice cream for dessert.

I loved ham when I was a kid, it was one of my favourites.

have to leave for work in 4 minutes. have a good ay all. N

Just giving a shout out to my old buddy Skippy over in the next county. Hi'ya Skip! Hope your other half is still doing okay with that lung. Think of you both. Take care. No matter what you may think of me, I think that, stoned or sober, you're still a great guy...and so is J__.

Wouldn't it be great, if all humans were truly made like God...we'd have beauty, brains and brawn. We'd all be nice to look at, be able to hold both broad and abstract conversations--and, we wouldn't need politicians, and, no one would ever want to mug us or whatever, 'cos we'd be just so tough and strong, we'd make the bad guys wet themselves, trying to get away from us.

Alas, we merely human. Mortals confined to the soil from which we were created, over 50,000 years ago. 50,000 years...and we're still squabbling over land, and water and food, and our differences.

We still wear animal skins:

Cook outdoors over an open fire:

Still working with hand tools...

Hunting game:

Fighting over who's got the biggest erm...club:

So, I just wasted a half-hour of my life for absolutely nothing. Makes you feel real good, when your computer does that, doesn't it? God, I'm ticked off right now...I have no clue what I hit or clicked to make half my post disappear. Thankfully it was nothing, so no big loss....except now I'm a half-hour older with nothing to show for it, ha-ha.

Well, folks, looks like it's gonna' be a long, bitterly cold winter this season, according to the gold old Farmer's Almanac....which, in the last 200+ years, has had an 85% accuracy rate. However, the National Weather Service, just to get their two-cents worth in, says that we will be in for a mild winter, with either drought or potentially damaging freezing rain and/or ice storms predicted.

Speaking for myself--and my bad foot and other gimpy body parts, I'd rather be cold, thanks. You can't slip and end up in the ER with cold. Well, you can, but...you know what I mean.

I just spent 30 minutes of my life, blogging some totally mundane stuff, right? A flippin' click of the mouse, and HALF of it is GONE. ARRRRGHH! I blinking HATE computers!!!!

Geez, would you look at all the "Popular" posts? David Tennant this, and David Tennant that....wow, who knew?

People from all over the world--countries I've very literally never even knew existed, are searching for stuff about David Tennant...some of those searches being kinda' weird...and even downright kinky, truth to tell.

Wow, man. Blows my mind. I had no idea the gentleman was THAT popular. And here I was thinking people were coming on here to read MY posts. Good thing I don't have much of a writer's ego, any longer, ey? I'd be crushed. As it is, I'm just amazed and amused...and left to wonder how the man is coping with this insanity? Poor guy....okay, well, not poor, I'm poor, he's rich and famous. So, can't feel too, too sorry for him. Still, he must have to be a recluse, these days, just to get any rest and relaxation.

I reckon. Well, he could always come here--hardly anyone would even notice him, especially if he goes scruffy, he'd fit right in! He could go staggering out of some South street bar, uncombed and all stubbly, and everyone would take him as a native hillybilly/redneck/adirondack chav. Heck, I could even teach him Bubba-talk, put him in some combat trousers and a NASCAR tee shirt and a baseball cap, and he could walk around without a care...spit on the sidewalk, belch and fart to his heart's content, scratch his balls, swill beer, watch the game or race on the big-screen TV...or whatever he does when he's not in the public eye.

MEANWHILE, IN AN ALTERNATE REALITY...

The Doctor said, "Sod saving the universe. Up the Daleks, screw the Cybermen. Tell the Master to feck off and leave me alone! I just want to sell cappuccino."