Since Naomi will not give me the ****ing key I have decided to follow Jesus and be a Christian just like Theland. I am ashamed of my past history here so I'm going to devote the time I used to spend on ab to reading the Bible. No question really because I no longer care about what people think. I'll get all my answers from God from now on thank you.
Theland, I love the idea of you being a mouse in a labaoratory. That was really funny! You really ought to write comedy. Your talents are completely wasted! Try sending that idea to the website I gave you. You have nothing to lose by giving it a go, have you?
Now, China dear, search your soul and tell us why you are so grumpy? It's not the book you've been reading is it? How about trying the Beano next. That always cheers me up!
I need a bit of cheering up myself after my regular Thursday evening dose of Greys Anatomy. Oh, the mayhem. A ferry boat disaster, people dying or dead, children lost, the hospital full of injured and wailing people, and swarming with relatives looking for their loved ones - and worst of all Meredith is at death's door suffering from hypothermia after being knocked into the river and practically drowning, before being dragged out by the ever- heroic McDreamy! What a guy! And we think we have problems? We don't know the half of it!
Luna, do you also bite the bullet, grit your teeth, tighten your belt, keep your ear to the ground, put your back into it, give it a bit of elbow grease, give lip, give cheek, raise your eybrows, sniff things out, leg it, pay an arm and a leg, have a knees up, and when you've run out of body parts, give a huge 'thigh' of relief?
This is NOT the site I stumbled across, but will give an idea, self explanatory.
So, what do you think, is it a big con. (not had time to suss it out myself, yet, really busy today, so lazily asking for your advice, got to dash now, something ELSE just came up.)
Just back from grandkids sports day, which was cancelled yesterday due to rain.
Eldest son bought tickets a while ago to take me and my other sons to see Australian Pink Floyd, tonight at the Echo Arena.
I don't want to go, it just feels too stressful, but don't want to upset the lads who are looking forward to me going as they know I love Pink Floyd, and this tribute band is the next best thing. (Better than Phoo Phyters anyway!)
So it looks like I'll be going, but the time from now until then is very very uncomfortable. Just not a social animal lately.
Speak later or tomorrow. Must find that other site as well.
That's it, shaved and showered, and wearing what passes for sexy on a 57 year old, past his sell by date.
Leaving in 10 minutes and already feeling like a fish out of water.
Not been to anything like this in yonks.
What's the drill?
I wonder if I should chuck my incontinence pants on to the stage?
Seems to be de rigeur at Tom 'the boy' Jones concerts?
Should I take drugs? A couple of Ibuprofen for my knees wouldn't go amiss.
I'd better have another wee before we leave, don't want to let dodgy waterworks spoiling the evening for everybody.
I might get recognised whilst I'm out by the crowds ........
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's hear it for an old hippy who actually lived through the, "Summer Of Love," nineteen sixty seveeeeeeeeeen! Yeah! Alright! Theland ladies and gentlemen, Theeeelaaaaand!"
Anyway, Australian Pink Floyd were brilliant, had me up waving my arms about and clapping, and shedding tears, because the Carling Black Label served in plastic bottles was �3.50 a lash!
I had one and then hit the Asda wine when I got home.
Well, even if you did fall foul of the wine and cigarettes, at least you had a good time, and that's the important thing.
I read your post in Mani's bribery thread. Do you want my honest opinion? Oh well, I'll tell you anyway. You see, that proves that people are often the authors of their own misfortune, because in this instance your son agreed to buy something when he had no money to pay for it, and that's just asking for trouble. The outcome, not surprisingly, was disastrous - it must have been terrifying. Well, it would terrify me. I simply don't understand how or why anyone would do that. If I agreed to buy something, I'd make sure the money to pay for it was safely in my hot little mitt first. No money, no car. Simple. If you do things the right way, the less problems you're likely to have.
. . . Such is the nature of cause > effect or production > reward in reality. You cannot have your cake before you bake it . . . no matter how much the thought of it makes you salivate.
This principle also applies to the fallacy of a creator prior to the existence of a universe from which a entity can evolve with the capacity, knowledge and substance presupposed by the creative process.
I know, I know, give me never no mind. I just like hearing myself think. ������~@">