Posts Tagged ‘ramblings’

So, do you ever think about what would happen if you died? And I really don’t mean that in the whole ‘heaven, hell, purgatory, nothingness, 40 virgins’ way. But, well, to put it most simply, how would people know?

Quite aside from the lack of motor functions and probably escalating bad odour, the slightly pale pallor and general oozing, how would people know? This quite obviously doesn’t refer to immediate family and friends, or work colleagues, as one’d expect them to notice. Even friends I socialise with on a semi-regular basis would be able to find out through connecting friends, family or work, possibly obituaries etc.

No, you see, the problem comes from the fact that about 50% of my friends, if not more, I only ever interact with online and are entirely internationally based. If I were to drop dead tomorrow they’d have no idea, and no viable way to find out, save for my complete lack of presence. My family have no way to access my PC, any of my email accounts of websites as no one knows my passwords to anything. This thought bothers me. There are a few select friends that, as morbid and hurtful as it’d be, I’d like to have informed if I were to die. That is much better than them thinking I’d just disappeared off the face of the planet all of a sudden.

I have since googled it and found out that there are websites that provide a simple service whereby they email people upon your death to inform them etc. Shame. I thought I’d stumbled onto a niche market there.


Riddle me this, dear readers – why, oh why, is white chocolate Toblerone only available at Christmas time? It’s such a waste of the rest of the year when they could be selling it all to meeeeeeeeeeee. Fair enough, snow is, like… white. But that doesn’t mean you can only sell it at Christmas! It tastes so much better than the regular Toblerone.

Chocolate-related rant over.

I’ve finished a picture from my American trip. Check it out HERE. Please, do, let me know what you think. I’m quite pleased with it. I think I’ll get it printed for my office wall at work.

Many apologies for the lack of blog over the last few weeks. I’m sure you’ve all coped really. I’ve been on holiday, as well as having many and varied computer troubles, which is quite uninspiring as to making one want to sit down behind said PC and write stuff. I am, quite obviously, back from my holiday now. I have changed the blog theme to be in-keeping with the seasonal weather outside. I thought it was nicely congruent. I’ll try and get back into it a little more regularly now.

Had an awesome time on holiday with Kelly, so my thanks go out to her. I took loads of weird and varied photos, and I’ll be sure to link and show them once they’re processed and uploaded to my Photobucket. This may take quite some time given the crash-at-any-moment-without-warning nature of my PC currently, and my propensity not to save work every minute when working on photos…

I’m also in the planning and saving stage for my next trip around the States. Itinerary hasn’t been finalised yet, so no details to follow. However, it does mean I’m *incredibly* short on money this month ’cause I hadn’t planned to start saving yet. Next month will be fine, I just won’t spend over a hundred pounds on CDs and DVDs, and buy a new keyboard for half that again… I’m on track for a fairly substantial bonus at work this quarter though, depending on how the next five weeks go, so that would help an awful lot.

And now I’m going to go and get dressed.

ADDITIONAL: Gahahahaha, I just spell-checked this post as standard, and it transpires that the spell checker on WordPress doesn’t recognise the word ‘blog’. That is amazing.

One fine wire…

Posted: 3rd November, 2008 in Uncategorized
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So I was in the car with mother yesterday, and we were having a rather amusing conversation about people and life in general (all caused by a driver in the car in front holding us up so we missed a green light). There was much shouting and swearery.

But anyway. It brought back to my mind one of my many plans if/when I get put in charge of a country. Indeed, how clichéd that I have world domination plans; but then, if I was put in charge, the world would be a better place. It’s a fairly logical plan too, in all fairness. It is utilised in several other forms in general day to day living, so there’s no reason why it couldn’t be widened and incorporated.

The basis is thusly: to be allowed to drive on the roads, you have to pass a theory test, and a practical test to make sure you’re equipped to do so without endangering or causing harm to others. Same with flying and being a pilot, driving a boat and etc for any other vehicles. To get any kind of decent job you have to take exams and tests to prove your ability to handle the job or indeed, just to cope with it. You have to have training to operate most remotely complicated machinery and tools. Now, why doesn’t the same logic apply to being allowed out of your own damn house?

It is clear from observing people of all kinds in general day to day goings-on that a large number of them simply don’t have the ability to deal with life outside their own house without causing all manner of trouble and inconvenience to other people. This shouldn’t be allowed. People should be made to take tests, both theory and practical, as well as general initiative, before they’re allowed to leave their houses and interact with other people. This life licence should have to be renewed on a yearly or few yearly basis too, just to count for any bad habits picked up.

Mother’s counter-argument to my plan was that the people who didn’t pass the test and weren’t allowed out of their houses wouldn’t be able to work, earn money to eat or live, or breed. Exactly. Exactly my point. It’s like survival of the fittest for the modern day. It’d strengthen the gene pool if these people weren’t allowed to spread their deficient seed and pollute us sensible people.

Now, some more doodles. I quite like these ones.

Let the good times last forever…

Posted: 28th October, 2008 in Uncategorized
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So there’s something I wonder on various occasions, and have never really come to any kind of conclusion on. And I’ve had conversations with multiple people upon the topic and usually get varying answers or opinions. This is also, partially, an excuse to use the WordPress poll thingy, and to encourage a bit of interaction from you readers.

So I wonder, does it matter how many people a guy/girl has slept with? Or perhaps, does the number of people a prospective partner may have slept with bother you?

The question is as simple as that, though you are free to interpret it in any way you wish or expand it to other domains. You’re welcome to simply answer by clicking the poll, though I would more appreciate comments and thoughts upon the topic. If you click the third option, other comments are required. That said, I’d request they were kept relatively vague and non-personal, for the sake of manners. Have fun.

So I have several things to write about today, though I can’t guarantee that any of them will actually be interesting.

The share price went up 11 pence today, which is the largest rise in a few weeks since the peak of the turmoil, so things might be on the up and there’s just a small chance I won’t actually lose money after all, which is nice.

It seems the gods of Spite and Irony have been conspiring against me of late (not that they exist of course, but you know). Since writing my previous post about my dislike for charity collectors (not, I’d like it known, charity in general), I have been put in charge of all the charity events coordinating and collecting at work in November for Children In Need. I was less than impressed. Firstly, I’m no good at organising things like that, but more importantly I have no idea what kind of things we can do to raise monies. Thankfully, I’ll be in an entirely different country at the time, so I may yet be able to get out of it.

You know, every time I navigate to the WordPress site, all the Hawt Posts, Top VIP Posts, and Hot Community Posts are always about Obama, McCain, Palin, and the up-coming US election. Now granted, this is quite an interesting time, politically, but still. I can’t help wondering what all you people are going to write about once someone’s been elected and it’s all over and done with. Yes yes, I know there’ll still be plenty of issues for you to cover, re-cover, cover a third time, wax lyrical on unnecessarily, and talk about ad nauseum, but some of you are going to run out of fuel after the choice is made. I’m looking forward to it. Not only do an awful lot of the political blogs genuinely upset me because of the sheer and unashamed ignorance and arrogance of some of the people writing them, but also because frankly, I want something different on the WordPress front page to catch my eye.

While I generally dislike Facebook, especially because it’s not working properly at the moment whatsoever on my laptop, it does have some uses. I recently got ‘added’ by a girl I used to go to school with and haven’t seen or spoken to for nearly 15 years. It brought up some old and chucklesome memories – we used to hang out together climbing trees (pun unintended but left in for effect) and such like. She was my first girlfriend, in as much as you can have a girlfriend when you’re 11 years old. Anyway, yes, the joys of the internet.

I have had quite a few compliments on my reply to the journalist who wrote that fucking atrocious article that I posted in this entry (though not one comment on it, people – disappointed). I also know from past experience that I’m very good at writing that kind of thing, scathing and generally sarcastic and caustic replies to other people’s stupidity or ignorance. However, I’m straining my mind to think of what possible genre of writing I can turn that into, other than perhaps being a critic, which doesn’t really interest me. I do enjoy writing and having a good rant at someone for being foolish, though, so it’s something I’d like to do more of. Anyone have any suggestions as to how I can put that slightly unique brand of writing to good use? Regardless, until someone comes up with a decent idea or two, I’m going to start a campaign to get that ‘journalist’ fired, removed, resigned, or generally incredibly discredited for his utter and complete failure to produce anything worthy of reading. Should be fun.

I’m sure I had some other things to say, too, but I can’t remember them now. Alas.

Oh. I found out today that one of my best friends has cancer. He’s 22. I’m not sure I’m entirely thrilled about that.

The bagels were mouldy. It transpires that they’d been in the drawer much longer than previously anticipated. I had a toasted muffin with jam instead, though frankly I am of the opinion that the jam ruined it a bit.

Apparently I only seem to enjoy all the different weather types associated with winter when it’s actually dark out, or at the very least when the night is drawing in. It was raining and miserable out while I was on lunch today and I was most certainly not filled with joy. Perhaps that’s something to do with me being a night person, eh?

I’m pretty sure my next section is going to entirely split my audience (who’m I kidding?) in half. People who collect for charities in the streets really piss me off. This covers right from people with tins who ask for donations to those bastards with clipboards who ask you to hear the plight of some poor dying [insert suitably heart-rending charity-case here] and then sign up to donate money each month to feed/clothe/protect from abuse/buy tickets for theme parks and shows. I realise my last couple of statements may make me sound slightly heartless and misanthropic. Hi, nice to meet you. Allow me the merry pleasure of explaining my corner before the hate-mail starts.

It is, at its most basic, moral blackmail. I would even go so far as to suggest it is ethically irresponsible on some level. Reason being, if you’re out walking through town to pick up lunch, and you’re collared by a person with a level of cheeriness that can only be medically enhanced, who then asks you to spare five minutes of your time to hear their tale, you are morally and ethically obliged to do so. After all, you’re walking through a busy city, no doubt wearing clothes that are plenty warm enough, a mobile phone in your pocket, cash about your person, and a home to go to. Who in that situation could possibly refuse to spare a meager five minutes to help out one who isn’t so fortunate as yourself in life? Well, me, for one. It’s not that I don’t care, it’s just I don’t care enough to give my time or money to it.

Now, I know that bit makes me sound awfully mean, and I am. But the thing is, I have, or should have the right to walk the streets without being accosted by people every damn day asking for my money. When I have to look at them and politely decline their offer of an informative chat about famine, they look all sad and crestfallen, like I just kicked a puppy and laughed. It makes one feel mildly bad. And I shouldn’t have to dodge people in the street when I’m merely going about my daily grind. I realise it’s slightly contradictory to say I don’t feel bad enough to give them time or money, but I do feel bad when I have to tell them ‘no thanks’, but hey.

I don’t, in any way, object to the general gist of what they’re trying to achieve by being out in the streets, I do however object to the methods they employ to do so. I would be quite happy if they just picked a busy corner, stood there with their clipboard (ooh, correct homophone usage makes people happy) and brightly coloured clothing with their particular charity on it, and stood and waited for people to approach them. Much less in your face, plus they don’t run the risk of annoying people who aren’t remotely interested in what they have to say.

Ok, that’s my rant about charities over for now.

My current blog stats look like this:

Now, the first big spike is the first day it was launched, and I’m pretty sure I was showing off etc so that’ll be why it got quite a few hits. I can’t really identify what made the other two peaks occur. I mean, I know which posts they relate to, but I’ve no idea what made those posts more apparent to the viewing public. And as you can see, it’s started to take a nice little decline over the last few days, which is a pity. Anyway, I just thought I’d show how things are going so far, as if it’ll remotely interest any of you.

And because we’re on graphs, and I’m geeky, this made me chuckle.

And I think on that note, I shall draw to a close for this evening, as I’m getting a little tired. As a final thought, I will say that Warhammer Online is still proving to be an excellent investment, so far showing itself to be a class above Warcraft.

I must look up the state of moose in the Canadian wilds.