Weak Minded

Tony Blair's recent conversion to Catholicism just shows what a weak minded fool he is. To quote the BBC news website 'Last year, Mr Blair, who is now a Middle East peace envoy, said he had prayed to God when deciding whether or not to send UK troops into Iraq.' - A lot of fucking good that did Tony eh? I'm sure all that praying eased his own conscience though.

I may have Irish roots but I do have a vehement disdain for the Catholic faith, not just Catholics though, any organised religion be it Muslim to Methodist. I could never get my head around the fact a Catholic could slap his wife about, have an affair and then go to confession and say a few hail Mary's and everything is hunky dory again. It's a greedy dated religion whose history is bathed in blood. You don't have to be a history buff to know it was past popes that called for the crusades, events which caused deep rooted hatred with the middle east to this day.

The thing is, I've nothing against somebody being religious or having faith - its just not for me. I find religion too controlling, very divisive in the world today and riddled with inconsistencies. Maybe I read to much Nietzsche;

'Is man merely a mistake of God's? Or God merely a mistake of man's?'

Friedrich Nietzsche, Twilight of the Idols, Maxims and Arrows

I'll always say a church is a lovely serene place to sit and think but then so is a library, or a deserted beach. Mankind has fabricated marvellous awe inspiring churches but he's also fabricated religion. I can understand aspects of Buddhism and Paganism but that's about it for me. In my opinion we should celebrate the great buildings mankind has himself made, the breakthroughs in science and medicine and all the other positives mankind has achieved. If mankind concentrated on getting the real job done without religion's, such as saving the environment, exploring space and taking sciences to greater heights then we could surely create our own utopia. I'm a pragmatist though, and cynical, so I know it's not going to happen.

Anyway, back to Blair.... I wonder what Ian Paisley makes of it all?

Machete

After watching the amazing Planet Terror by Roberto Rodriguez the other day I was really chuffed that the ficticious grindhouse trailer before the film is actually going to made into a film starring the awesome Danny Trejo of Dusk Till Dawn and Desperado fame. I've long since thought Danny Trejo deserved greater fame.

Watch the video here.

60

She would have been 60 today, and starting her retirement. Today should have been a party, a celebration and to look forward to a life free from the daily grind of work. She's not here, for alas she passed away over two years ago. I was there, at her bed side, holding her frail body, having just consented to her life support being switched off - I held her. I watched her pass away, the machine beeped slower and slower and she died coldly in my arms.

I kissed her.

I wept.

My soul was torn asunder.

She was my mother.

She would have been 60 today.

An Old Friend

Ok, so I'm a geek, I love my computer games. Since having my surgery my Nintendo DS handheld has kept me amused loads. The Sony PSP has seen a fair bit of use too. It wasn't until last night whilst doing some web surfing for calenders I stumbled upon one of my favourite game series being released on the PSP - Disgaea !!!

I had no idea it was being released over here just yet and come Friday I'll be able to take my one of my all time favourite games anywhere on the PSP. Yay!

Life eh?

Well things have been pretty mundane of late, the good news is the legs on the mend, the bad news is I'm having problems with my eyes now, another test Friday on them and hopefully good news.

Bills have seemingly started to roll in at the wrong time and the car MOT is due soon too. To be honest I want to get Christmas over and done with and begin the New Year. Even though I'm off work at the moment after the op they rang Friday to invite me to the Christmas party and drinks after and check if I was ok to go health wise etc. I will be there, and I'm looking forward to it, the leg is up to moderate socialising now I think. There's also a band called the 'Jonnyguns' on at my local this Saturday who consist of some members who work at the same place as me.

So, despite feeling a bit subdued lately, things are generally ok, even better when I get to the bottom of this eye problem.

Bored Stiff

Well the leg is healing slowly, though the boredom is killing me, so is the irregular sleep. I'm missing work and a routine. All I seem to be doing is watching crappy daytime TV, playing video games or watching dvds for the umpteenth time.

soooo BORED!

I need a woman around here with a big arse and tits that kisses like a sink plunger to keep me busy!

Footy

I'm not a great lover of football. Sure, I watch World and European cups and enjoy the occasion, I also look out for the Notts County result come Saturday. It occured to me last night whilst watching the England Vs Croatia European qualifier that it's always expected that we win or qualify every single time. Well yes, thats the name of the game I hear you all say.

The thing is, it seems to be always read that England qualify or reach a tournament, it's just unthinkable to lose. It is always a case of 'We are England - we should be there' irrespective of if we actually play crap football along the way which results in us not qualifying, I just hate the 'we should be there no matter what because we are England' mentality.

I'm as patriotic as the next Englishman, I love to see us win, mainly because its bloody good for national morale, lets be honest we don't have much to celebrate these days do we?

So this time for the European qualifiers we didn't play so well, but thats sport, you win some - you lose some, to cap it all we got our arse kicked last night and we are out of the European cup.

Reality check.

So today we sack our manager and will most probably take on another foreign manager in the next few days, who of course we will over pay - and so the circle goes on.

Ouch time (again)

Got back out of hospital yesterday after getting the right hip sorted. I feel drained and sore. Last night, even though I was in my own bed I took ages to drift off to sleep, that said, I did sleep ok when I eventually fell into slumber.

The operation was done by my consultant at the Nuffield private hospital to cut down on the NHS waiting etc, the NHS paid - bless them! The thing is, private hospitals are lonely places, there's no common or smoke room at the end of the ward, I'd have gladly braved cigarette smoke for some company. my room was ok, en suite with a small portable tv, sadly it was situated near the main ward reception desk, so not all that quiet with room alarms going off regularly.

Nurses are no different in private hospitals, no less busy, apart from one who was a total idle cow. On the whole they do a marvellous job and in fairness I was a moaning git after the op with all the pain. So, private hospitals, apart from the food being only marginally better aren't really any different from NHS ones, more soulless perhaps.

So, here is a photo of my lovely bruising I took a couple of hours ago, it's spreading nicely down my leg!

Little things mean a lot

Today I left 'Unique Social Enterprise' where I'd been working for the last few months, I left because I have to go into hospital tomorrow for the second hip replacement operation.

Just before leaving today I was surprised to be presented with a couple of really cool leaving presents and a farewell card, it was unexpected as I've not really been there that long but I ended up hiding a rising lump in my throat. Such a lovely bunch of people to work with and such a great place for young people get education and life skills.

It's been a pleasure working there and thanks to everyone!

Madness

I Read this story on the net today.

Another reason religeon is beyond comprehension at times, a mother refusing a blood transfusion, her kids live, she dies - crazy. It wasn't so long back I had Jehovah's witnesses at my door with their twisted magazines they leave you to browse. In the issue they gave me it mentioned how to check that you aren't really gay! Of course what they were really saying is in their eyes its wrong to be gay. Of course if you think you may be gay the jehovahs witness answer is 'Throw all your anxieties upon jehovah in prayer, confident that he cares for you' or... 'this can give you the power beyond what is normal to keep you acting on wrong desires. Quoted of course from their bible, as they tend to back everything up with quotes anyway.

Get in an argument with them, show them logic and the quotes come at which they stick rigidly too.

Barking mad, the lot of them!

Open Microphone Night

A bit late posting this, as 'Open Microphone Night' was actually on the 23rd September in my local the Fox and Crown. It wasn't really a roaring success, as Andy the landlord hadn't really advertised it well so not many played, erm you could count them on one hand in fact!

Each person got to play 3 songs of their choice, only with a few turning up to play they got to play much more!

Here's a photo of my old man playing!

Baker's Banter

So, I was in the bakers in town today when I turned and noticed the guy in front of me was none other than the actor that plays Eric Pollard in Emmerdale (ITV, weekdays, 7pm)

He lives on the outskirts of town, I've seen him before a couple of times, The actress that plays Edna Birch lives in a village nearby too.

As I order some bread, he orders some cakes and jokes with the very attentive staff he intends to munch on the cakes later in the car.

The two female staff remain really polite and are all smiles till the moment he leaves.
Then one turns to the other and says;

'My lad went to school with his lad, my lad says his lad is a bit of an arse!'

The people in the shop burst out into fits of laughter.