To all my millions of non-existant subscribers (And of course all you spammers out there that think I need cheap medicines and overseas escorts / mail order brides.
Hello, I’m still alive and will start to actually blog again soon
To all my millions of non-existant subscribers (And of course all you spammers out there that think I need cheap medicines and overseas escorts / mail order brides.
Hello, I’m still alive and will start to actually blog again soon
2008 – According to the UN is
International Year of the Potato; and
International Year of Planet Earth; and
International Year of Sanitation; and
International Year of Languages
What’s with that ?
So I offically declare this the international year of the international year, in the spirit of sharing, kindness and general bureaucratic stupidity.
I call it my devilpod. Ok so I have given in to the darkside and bought an apple product, an iPod no less. It hurts my pride a little to admit I have one but you know it’s actually pretty cool. Not just any iPod though but the touch. Makes me think the iPhone would be even cooler, except it sucks as a phone. Can’t wait till I get the mix for it. Cool apps and games. Wireless , music and great video. Even iTunes isn’t as bad as I thought. Still you won’t seems with a mac any time soon.
I wanted to write a post, its about that time, and I have a blog, all the necessary components are here, well all except a something to write about. For a blog that aims to talk about anything and everything, you’d think that’d be a rare occurance, but I think you’ll find there comes a time in every blog’s life when it hits a bit of a wall, draws a blank and on top of all that gets writer’s (bloggers) block.
Bloggers Block… I like the sound of that… one of those problems that isn’t solved by getting more fibre.
So the block hits and you want to post, but you can’t, you push and poke around for something to write abotu as the gap in posts stretches out wide underneath you. You HAVE to write something, and the result, the precipitate is the “Its time to make a post” post. IT doesnt’ say anything it doesn’t really go anywhere, just rambles on till it drops off.
So here is my “Its time to make a post” post.
Till next time…
Wow…Welcome one and all!
While I may in fact, be the only person actually reading this blog, I feel I should try to say some impressive and memorable words just in case this becomes a world famous blog and millions of whoopsie addicted users come flooding back to see how it all got started. If your reading this, particularly if you’ve “gone back into the past” to read this blog, I’d just like to say thank you and, your soul is MINE! (but that’s ok, I’ll take good care of it…. what? yes that stain was there when I got it….)
Soooooo…. What is the purpose of this blog… Well, I could say because the Internet doesn’t yet have enough crazy, pointless, time consuming, distracting, confusing and impossibly irrelevant sites on the ‘net, but let’s face it we both know that’s a lie (yes I’m talking to you, personally. You there… see how I did that… it’s now like we are having a one-on-one conversation, impressed aren’t you?)
Ok so the point… the point of this blog…. is… to… write about stuff. Not just any old stuff, but any old stuff that happens to come to mind while I’m in the mood for writing!
Hopefully, you can be prepared to be amazed, dazzled, entertained as to laugh and cry along with me. I will try not to bore you in the details of me life while at the same time trying not to lose you in the tangled mess that is my mind.
So, what is required of YOU the reader? Well, let me tell you, it’s really very simple. You get to entertain ME, but don’t fear if you not the witty conversationalist or intellectual because you not really required to do much at all, because most of the time, the jokes on you, so feel free to stand there (or sit and read there) and you’re more than welcome to visualise or even draw that target on your back.
In advance, I warn the Spelling/Punctuation/Grammar Nazi’s that any spelling or otherwise “errors” are not in fact errors but all part of the ambience (or perhaps miasma if you prefer).
Once again, welcome my little ducklings… enjoy the hunt….