FIRST SNOW TURNS TO SLUSH
What next? The first snows have fallen but are quickly slushifying. What ever happened to lost virginity that remained flourishing? Black ice next methinks.
Anyway have made a big wood fire things pure and simple.
However a big problem early this morning. Too much existential thinking perhaps. As I had made a very hot cup of coffee I placed a spoon in the cup. Then it came to me. Was the spoon absorbing the heat so to allow me to drink the damned thing quicker or was that spoon keeping the whole thing hot for longer? That caused a few hours of hassle for me and if I write about it I do so in hope that it will just go away.
Then began to write my words for a publication. Boredom set in. So I played around with history and things got better.
Did you know that this year is a big year. 1307 was the year when that big girls blouse Edward 11 began his reign. He was to lose Scotland.
Let that be a history lesson for the big girls blouse beginning his reign in 2007.
Bit concerned about our Trousers though. Seems that the kegsman has been full of dreams turning into reality again. But this time it is a fairly well researched disease that is evident. It is called, Addastickstoyer, and is associated with a poor diet and a unhealthy desire to avoid a middle-aged-spread. We must keep a careful eye on this situation.
Saturday, November 03, 2007
THIS WEEKEND IS SACRED
It is All SOULS WEEKEND and the damned shops are closed.
We had already suffered ALL SAINTS DAY and now ALL SOULS DAY is upon us and the shops are closed.
But, as no doubt the Finns will testify, it is the weekend when candles are placed on the gravestones. It is the first time that Finns make their wonderful candle-light displays with the dead but still remembered.
Graveyards are not always this way.
The worst graveyard I saw was in Prague.
The best in Finland.
But the frigin shops are closed.
Are there no limits to this respect for the dead?
It is All SOULS WEEKEND and the damned shops are closed.
We had already suffered ALL SAINTS DAY and now ALL SOULS DAY is upon us and the shops are closed.
But, as no doubt the Finns will testify, it is the weekend when candles are placed on the gravestones. It is the first time that Finns make their wonderful candle-light displays with the dead but still remembered.
Graveyards are not always this way.
The worst graveyard I saw was in Prague.
The best in Finland.
But the frigin shops are closed.
Are there no limits to this respect for the dead?
Friday, November 02, 2007
HAPPINESS
Outside and away from the correctional happy conscientisuch ( that is where even obvious words and deeds of Capitalism are self-evident and Godly yet forbidden ) there is another happiness.
There is the happiness that really warms and flourishes for and with folk.
It is a happiness that cannot be measured.
Happiness is a subversive community of beings as Being.
Therefore the adventure.........
Outside and away from the correctional happy conscientisuch ( that is where even obvious words and deeds of Capitalism are self-evident and Godly yet forbidden ) there is another happiness.
There is the happiness that really warms and flourishes for and with folk.
It is a happiness that cannot be measured.
Happiness is a subversive community of beings as Being.
Therefore the adventure.........
APPROPRIATE BEHAVIOUR
After our annoying but always goodly Anticant receives an award I am tempted into strange lands.
What is this "appropriate behaviour" that the UK talks?
Could somebobby help me there, could somebobby tell me where I went wrong?
( sori that should have been "somebody" help me there)
Just a song no need for an accountable Barclays Bank ( who remembers South Africa?) but is this song appropriate.
Personally I wank at the Midland ! Good blue feminists are our future.
After our annoying but always goodly Anticant receives an award I am tempted into strange lands.
What is this "appropriate behaviour" that the UK talks?
Could somebobby help me there, could somebobby tell me where I went wrong?
( sori that should have been "somebody" help me there)
Just a song no need for an accountable Barclays Bank ( who remembers South Africa?) but is this song appropriate.
Personally I wank at the Midland ! Good blue feminists are our future.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
HOME RULE? NOT ENGLISH.
The English have always had a special skill. To twist words around so much as to always find the sun shining out of the English arsehole.
The British Empire ( with slaves from Wales, Scotland and Ireland) was of course a British Empire. Oh the English. ( was that "Brutish" Empire" get a medel for that)
Forever a bit of this England laid down and dead in a WORLD WAR. Yes that is right a First World War!
Dizzy obvious stuff this.
Holy Shiite now the English accuse the slaves of Wales and Scotland of being selfish and refusing the "window of opportunity" ( for finance centres in London) of Olympic football through an agreed Great Britain team.
Think it was football anyway.
Could have been a few other things too. ( oh yes)
I am not proud ( even in a soft and good way of being proud) of being born and first bred in England.
The only language Ican use in this high-warping-field, that is forever England, is this kind of language : GOOD BYE TO ALL THAT ( sori selfish I know but right to say).
But I do begin to understand the celebi-clubbi-britti-pity ways now a little more.
They have nowt to live-for but their imagined-selves in imagined communites. It is all very English. But fucked. Not even Wales or Scotland will support the image.
In fact much of the wider world moved long times past but that is another more significant issue.
The English have always had a special skill. To twist words around so much as to always find the sun shining out of the English arsehole.
The British Empire ( with slaves from Wales, Scotland and Ireland) was of course a British Empire. Oh the English. ( was that "Brutish" Empire" get a medel for that)
Forever a bit of this England laid down and dead in a WORLD WAR. Yes that is right a First World War!
Dizzy obvious stuff this.
Holy Shiite now the English accuse the slaves of Wales and Scotland of being selfish and refusing the "window of opportunity" ( for finance centres in London) of Olympic football through an agreed Great Britain team.
Think it was football anyway.
Could have been a few other things too. ( oh yes)
I am not proud ( even in a soft and good way of being proud) of being born and first bred in England.
The only language Ican use in this high-warping-field, that is forever England, is this kind of language : GOOD BYE TO ALL THAT ( sori selfish I know but right to say).
But I do begin to understand the celebi-clubbi-britti-pity ways now a little more.
They have nowt to live-for but their imagined-selves in imagined communites. It is all very English. But fucked. Not even Wales or Scotland will support the image.
In fact much of the wider world moved long times past but that is another more significant issue.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
SOLIDARITY? IS THAT CONSTIPATION?
Talking to a young student recently I brought up in conversation the 13000 nurses that all signed along the dotted line to quit unless they were finally ( after all these years) to receive a decent living wage.
I said too that solidarity was needed in this new kind of "strike" protest.
Why?
Because the governmental orrificeespits are already conspiring to defeat this valid claim by nurses. ( Make an example for others say the governmental elites). It is happening as we speak, right now as I write.
The nurses are going to lose this. ( read my headline again - constipation?)
But the way that they lose is now my main thought.
How can we lose well when the winners are a bunch of shits?
Talking to a young student recently I brought up in conversation the 13000 nurses that all signed along the dotted line to quit unless they were finally ( after all these years) to receive a decent living wage.
I said too that solidarity was needed in this new kind of "strike" protest.
Why?
Because the governmental orrificeespits are already conspiring to defeat this valid claim by nurses. ( Make an example for others say the governmental elites). It is happening as we speak, right now as I write.
The nurses are going to lose this. ( read my headline again - constipation?)
But the way that they lose is now my main thought.
How can we lose well when the winners are a bunch of shits?
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Scotch Corner Anyone?
Leyton Orient have sent out a call for help. They try to reach Doncaster for todays game. But somehow they arrived in Penrith. Pissed again said the local cuntstables who play rugby.
Is the A1 so difficult today in modern England?
Or is it just football chappies from the south?
For more information on this go to the BBC or ITV sites or phone me ( 32 euro per second per second).
What more do you expect from a Sunday when the clocks change.
Leyton Orient have sent out a call for help. They try to reach Doncaster for todays game. But somehow they arrived in Penrith. Pissed again said the local cuntstables who play rugby.
Is the A1 so difficult today in modern England?
Or is it just football chappies from the south?
For more information on this go to the BBC or ITV sites or phone me ( 32 euro per second per second).
What more do you expect from a Sunday when the clocks change.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
THE TIMES THEY ARE CONFUSING
Doing the best I can to keep to the rules of the blogland.
A 24 pack was placed on me mailbox last night.
You are all damned lucky that I am still here to be a regular blogger.
Then it happened.
I got out golden oldies.
Played the boxes and boxed the players.
Eyes and ears emerged this morning with Bony M ( but that was not me that was my daughter, mother, wife or ....).
Kill that cat I will.
Freddie Frinton I honour you.
Better than reading James Joyce.
Rules that is what is needed.
What happens if I get another 24 pack with Bony M.
Throw a wobbler I will and dance me legs a'plenty.
Musta stoppa this now football soon on Saturday.
Doing the best I can to keep to the rules of the blogland.
A 24 pack was placed on me mailbox last night.
You are all damned lucky that I am still here to be a regular blogger.
Then it happened.
I got out golden oldies.
Played the boxes and boxed the players.
Eyes and ears emerged this morning with Bony M ( but that was not me that was my daughter, mother, wife or ....).
Kill that cat I will.
Freddie Frinton I honour you.
Better than reading James Joyce.
Rules that is what is needed.
What happens if I get another 24 pack with Bony M.
Throw a wobbler I will and dance me legs a'plenty.
Musta stoppa this now football soon on Saturday.
Friday, October 26, 2007
NURSES AT THE DEATH BEDS
As 13000 nurses and "social" care professionals sign on the dotted line to resign then what happens. In Finland the smell of social things angers the government.
They signed a resignation letter to the Ministry and all that ( who deny responsibility as they try to "create" innovative private concerns.)
The government, paid by the citizen, denies responsibility for the lies and the deceit and the broken promises of generations.
The 13000 working folk will lose this.
The 13000 working folk have little or no support from the democratic majority and the image makers. Thios is true even if over 60% are supporting.
This 60% is a weak 60% and the government knows this.
Can you guess which ideological bits of info will win the day? Can you?
That this is no "strike" ( this is resignation) shows the problem. There is no real solidarity as community.
Can 13000 stick together just long enough to make a difference?
Can nurses and related workers kick off their chains of false morality-politics?
Next week you will know.
Right now I say that they will be fucked up again.
If not I will eat my hat.
As 13000 nurses and "social" care professionals sign on the dotted line to resign then what happens. In Finland the smell of social things angers the government.
They signed a resignation letter to the Ministry and all that ( who deny responsibility as they try to "create" innovative private concerns.)
The government, paid by the citizen, denies responsibility for the lies and the deceit and the broken promises of generations.
The 13000 working folk will lose this.
The 13000 working folk have little or no support from the democratic majority and the image makers. Thios is true even if over 60% are supporting.
This 60% is a weak 60% and the government knows this.
Can you guess which ideological bits of info will win the day? Can you?
That this is no "strike" ( this is resignation) shows the problem. There is no real solidarity as community.
Can 13000 stick together just long enough to make a difference?
Can nurses and related workers kick off their chains of false morality-politics?
Next week you will know.
Right now I say that they will be fucked up again.
If not I will eat my hat.
DIFFICULT TO GO MISSING OR FISHING TODAY
There I was at the bingo when a tap on the shoulder was that kind of tap to notice. It was a policeman, a debt collector or LavenderBlue.
Thanks the Gods it was me old Lavender.
God knows why she was there in such a place but never mind for that.
Lavi won again by the way.
Then she refused to lend me sixpence for another game.
Time to go home she said.
There I was at the bingo when a tap on the shoulder was that kind of tap to notice. It was a policeman, a debt collector or LavenderBlue.
Thanks the Gods it was me old Lavender.
God knows why she was there in such a place but never mind for that.
Lavi won again by the way.
Then she refused to lend me sixpence for another game.
Time to go home she said.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
BEFORE BINGO BECAME BINGO
Number one was the infamous eye of Kelly or something like that. So on the green line number one. All so simple unless some prat of an academic or silicon-valley-celeb comes along to ask the wrong silly questions. Then on the green line sweet sixteen ( time to get fucked and kissed forever green) 16 on the green.
On the blue line two fat ladies forever and never alone. 88 on the blue line. Stop throwing those coins at me Madam! On the blue 88.
On the Red line, quack-quack, two little ducks 22. Not on the blue, on the Red ,22.
On the yellow number 10. Number ten on the yellow.
On the yellow number 11, legs 11. Can you see them?
On the green line number 21, key of the door, Oopps.
On the green line number 18 key of the door. Ooooppps?
On the blue line 66 look at the p(r)icks on ........
..........
...............................
At least there is one corner of resisting-stance!!!
fuck it.....
Number one was the infamous eye of Kelly or something like that. So on the green line number one. All so simple unless some prat of an academic or silicon-valley-celeb comes along to ask the wrong silly questions. Then on the green line sweet sixteen ( time to get fucked and kissed forever green) 16 on the green.
On the blue line two fat ladies forever and never alone. 88 on the blue line. Stop throwing those coins at me Madam! On the blue 88.
On the Red line, quack-quack, two little ducks 22. Not on the blue, on the Red ,22.
On the yellow number 10. Number ten on the yellow.
On the yellow number 11, legs 11. Can you see them?
On the green line number 21, key of the door, Oopps.
On the green line number 18 key of the door. Ooooppps?
On the blue line 66 look at the p(r)icks on ........
..........
...............................
At least there is one corner of resisting-stance!!!
fuck it.....
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
DID ME BEST TODAY TO BE ALTRUISTIC
United Nations Day is celebrated by a few people today. ( Do you remember when?). Anyway your reliable and steadfast Zola decided to do the right thing.
Placed condoms on the Vatican bits that were seen to be erect.
One chappie, after his new hat, said God has blessed me in those strange ways.
Will the rest of the Vatican City lot condomscend to join the UN?
United Nations Day is celebrated by a few people today. ( Do you remember when?). Anyway your reliable and steadfast Zola decided to do the right thing.
Placed condoms on the Vatican bits that were seen to be erect.
One chappie, after his new hat, said God has blessed me in those strange ways.
Will the rest of the Vatican City lot condomscend to join the UN?
Friday, October 19, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
THE LONELINESS OF A LONG DISTANCE BLOGGER
It is Nobel Prize time again. Or it was. Say again.
Anyway Hermann Hesse remains, say again, Hermes Hessipressi remains as the hermeneutic joke.
Why?
No idea about that.
Just like to run or walk or ramble around and about. So simple.
But here it is :-
" Ever since I was a boy I have been in the habit of disappearing now and then, to restore myself by immersion in other worlds. My friends would look for me and after a time write me off as missing. When I finally returned ......... ....... "
Hermann Hesse wrote that way.
Damn it, this is a cost to society. True.ancy.dancy is not goooood. dotty.com.
Being - ( away) from school is expensive. Bunking off school costs!!!
Going fishing again soon......
It is Nobel Prize time again. Or it was. Say again.
Anyway Hermann Hesse remains, say again, Hermes Hessipressi remains as the hermeneutic joke.
Why?
No idea about that.
Just like to run or walk or ramble around and about. So simple.
But here it is :-
" Ever since I was a boy I have been in the habit of disappearing now and then, to restore myself by immersion in other worlds. My friends would look for me and after a time write me off as missing. When I finally returned ......... ....... "
Hermann Hesse wrote that way.
Damn it, this is a cost to society. True.ancy.dancy is not goooood. dotty.com.
Being - ( away) from school is expensive. Bunking off school costs!!!
Going fishing again soon......
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