The Dating Mann-e-festo

Dear humans I would like to date One day even find a mate Like a prairie vole (No, not small and hairy – I mean for life – yep, I know; scary.) But there’s things in life I cannot do Even, oh-perfect-one, for you: I won’t make your life better – just augment what’s great…

It ain’t easy being mean…

It’s not often I stick my head above the dating parapet. The combination of failing digestive system (already sexy), mean work hours and just not giving a fork aren’t date friendly. No one like to be told, when they’ve asked you out on a date that you can manage a date in November 2020. Which…

So long summer…

Hello friends!   I was going to celebrate my half birthday and guffed the dates completely, so going to celebrate the end of summer instead. At the Barbican Centre on Silk Street from 3pm on Sunday 1st October. If the weather is nice, we can be outdoors by the… water feature. If horrible we can…

In the name of GISHWHES…

So, another day… another weird task… This time for the awesome global scavenger hunt GISHWHES. I decided to take a stab at this item: THIS ITEM MUST BE POSTED ON SOCIAL MEDIA PRIOR TO THE END OF THE HUNT! Let’s see a (SFW) 2,000 word essay published on twitter in 140 character bursts. (no attachments,…

Time Piece

Been reading a lot of poetry, especially Spanglish translations. The net result of this is that had my normal mental reflux and it sounds horribly familiar; but no idea where from. Dagnammit brain: The day time stopped People danced in the street Celebrating its passing Stopping all the clocks With trembling fingers And righteous hammers…

Googledegook

Life tastes good Lipsmackin’, thirstquenchin’, acetastin’, motivatin’, goodbuzzin’, cooltalkin’, highwalkin’, fastlivin’, evergivin’, coolfizzin’ Impossible is nothing Think different Reach out and touch your flexible friend The ultimate “I’m lovin it” And all because the lady loves I’d walk a mile for Probably the best lager in the world Please don’t squeeze the chairman The antidote…

Rude Words

I used the terms ‘shit-biscuit’ and ‘fuck a duck’ a lot in my formative year. In the same but opposite way as I tend to say that everything is ‘awesome’ now*. In my short stint in teaching, I worked these expletives down to single innocuous expressions. Regularly you’d hear me shout ‘duck’ as a child…

Insert Sardonic Title Here

I never knew that marriage would be so lonely. When I calculated how many years there would be, I never included division in my sums. Logic has so little to do with the equation. In the early days, I was always squaring triangles. The contrivance of any relationship – what the world reads; what you…

The New Year…

So, as I sit here on the verge of going back to work, revved up on a come-down from pethidine and a shit-load of codeine, I’m am hitting hard a whole “what’s the craic?” thought process. For the first time since giving up teaching, I am asking myself what the hell is going on with me,…

#BRnR (Books: Read ‘n’ Recommended – Work in Progress)

Below is a list of books I love and have read (in many cases re-read.) Some have shaken my world and some have just provided an escape. Some are just fun or interesting. All have (or will have) blurblings hyperlinked to this page. Please check back for updates. Oh, and feel free to contribute! The Master and…

NYC Midnight: Strikes Again

“Bad writing is more than a matter of shit syntax and faulty observation; bad writing usually arises from a stubborn refusal to tell stories about what people actually do― to face the fact, let us say, that murderers sometimes help old ladies cross the street.” ― Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft…

So, 2016…

We need to talk. It’s not me, it’s you. Definitely 100% you. You’ve behaved disgracefully, if we’re honest. You’ve treated me like a page-a-day calendar. I’ve basically been thoroughly disposable. Out of sight, out of mind. You keep year-splaining to my friends, making excuses for terrible decisions and errors in judgement. You promised you were…