About six years ago I changed my gmail main address, from one that gmail had randomly assigned me when I signed up for gmail in November 2005 to one closer to my own actual name, and like a lot of things in life it has been a nuisance and I regret it. Apart from anything else, this blog is attached to my old email address, which is still nominally active, and I have to log out of that to get into this. It's not simple, and less so in the last few weeks when one gmail account seems actively resistant to logging out, so I have to do it three or four times to get into this one.
It shouldn't make me less keen to post but it does take more time so for that reason alone I tend not to come here as much. Sorry.
Easter (particularly Good Friday) bores me almost literally to tears but I know i need the time to recover from the first five weeks of teaching which have been really gruelling. Today for instance has been an amazingly chill (ha ha) day. Mainly on the couch.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Thursday, March 29, 2018
Monday, March 05, 2018
One day, a man visited a friend who was crippled. During the conversation, the crippled man said;
– Both phones are charging in the upper room. Could you bring them to me, please?
The man went upstairs and he saw something that would make him look so surprised; the crippled friend has two very very beautiful daughters! And he used her practical intelligence immediately:
– Your father sent me, to make love with you.
– How is it! Impossible!
– If you don’t believe me, let’s ask.
And the man called at his friend who downstairs;
– Both of them, right?
The crippled man shouted;
– Yes yes. Both of them please!…
What a funny joke, as long as you can hold on to the hilarious concept that a father has the right to donate members of his family to others for sex or, presumably, anything. COOL
By the way... I understand the crippledness stops the father from going upstairs, but does it have any other value in the joke? Asking for a crippled friend... crippled with LAUGHTER!
Monday, February 12, 2018
I have been forgetting a lot lately, well that's not entirely true I suppose, I have been forgetting occasionally lately, but it feels like a lot, because you kind of expect to have everything at your fingertips. This morning I was on RRR and I wanted to be able to conjure up the name of a colleague just in case I was asked about him (too much detail, don't worry) the point being I could only remember his first name, and the last seemed like not just an empty dank hole, but more like a penetratingly frazzled desert, where thoughts, ideas and names were vaporised. Look it's OK, I don't need to remember everything - most of what I have to remember is meaningless - but still. Sucks when it happens!