Here is the link to the article http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7725079.stm

This parrot is just pining for fjords

They say nothing is new but this is just one of the best posted on the BBC page:

Someone needled a well-known wit: “I had your wife, without paying a penny”. He replied: “It’s my duty as a husband to couple with such a monstrosity. What made you do it?”

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The response after he is busted is classic.

Thanks to Nik at Dreamleaf for the heads up

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I have given those dreams and now blog just for the need to write something down now and again and If anyone reads it then have a blast. My blog will never go away. I have too much there to get rid of it… i just don’t have that much to say anymore. Maybe that will change now that I have more time on my hands. You see dear me.. I lost my job last week. I am now unemployed and for all intenets and purposes unemployable. When you can’t leave the house on your own it makes it a bit difficult to do a days work. I am pretty sure that they don’t allow you to bring your mum to work every day to keep the nasty people from looking at me and talking about me.

Am I downhearted?…. Nah. I knew it was coming I was just suprised it took em so long to do it. The kill was done swiftly enough… about Four weeks from start to finish and that included going to see a works doctor in the middle. If i was looking for another job about now I would be sweating it, but given my health issues work isn’t really a priority at the moment. Getting to a place where i can leave the house unaccompanied is what is on my mind at the moment.

I know I said I wasn’t going to be writing about my Bipolar on here any more but it seemed like the right thing to do and I am not really talking about it it’s just in the background as it always is. I have come to the realisation that no matter what I do I have to take into account the hallucinations, the voices and the paranoia first and then get into the right headspace to do what ever it was I needed to get done in the first place. Some would say it would just be as easy to not do anything and just be strange for the rest of my life…. hey it’s an option I have considered.. but I can’t afford the Tin foil for the hat and windows just yet, but I have a savings plan for it and my design for the tin foil hat is coming along nicely.

I have had an Elvis evening. I downloaded a 10 cd japanese boxset and have just gotten around to listening to some of the tracks of it. It’s the complete singles collection so It has all his well known stuff and stuff that I dug from growing up in a family full of Elvis fans. Looking back to my childhood, Elvis was everywhere. My Uncle Barry did an oil painting that hung on our living room wall for as long as I can care to remember. It was like those pictures of the Mother Mary Catholics have on thier walls, I almost prayed to that damn picture. When I was 7 or 8 I went away on a school camp and we had a talent night, and everyone had to do something … I did my Elvis impression… the kids didn’t get it but the Teachers dug my gyrating hips and snarl. They either got it or they were laughing at me for being a dork… in my present state of mind i think it was the latter HAHAHAHA.

Well that’s it from me for one night.

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A snapshot of my mind

It’s been a tough few weeks for me but I won’t be commenting on my bipolar much here anymore. I have started a new blog just for my Bipolar ranting. If anyone is interested just drop me a comment and make sure you include your email address and i’ll send you the link.

Here’s to the fun times returning to spnak soon.

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YouTube - Pink Floyd - Comfortably Numb - Live 8.

Feels like me sometimes

I been down so god-damn long… it looks like up to me….
I been down so Very very long… It looks like up to me…

I know Jim Morrison didn’t write that, but it was his version I was listening to last night and I’ll be damned if it’s not stuck in my head today. What makes it even more ironic is that I actually can relate to the emotion and the words of this song.

I started writing and it started to flow and t he all of a sudden I had written about the dark side again, about suicide and how it woudl all be so easy to end everything. It’s strange because I was and am writing at work and it’s very bitty the way I can write here. Calls always interupting the flow, but for some reason today it’s a constant stream of bullshit. I don’t want to feel the way I do, I want to feel the shiney happy people feelings.

OK I had to stop posting at work it got to busy, so now I am home and carrying on… not that you really needed to know that, but if it seems a little more disjointed than usual then there you have it.

I have been pondering what is bothering me a lot of the time lately and it seems that it’s work that’s triggering my depressions. If I am honest (which you know I am dear reader) I am ready to quit just for the sake of my mental health. I know no one likes to work and I am in that number, I think in a utopian society that everything would be supplied free at source. But my in my head my situation is slightly different.
If I wake up in the morning feeling sick because I have to face another day in the office being abused and made to feel small and then actually having to go do it then I want out.
I have no one to talk to where I sit, it’s a very solitary 5 hours, which you may find strange to hear considering I answer the telephone for those 5 hours. The customers don’t care about the person on the other end of the phone, to them I am just a means to getting what they want.. just another tool in there tool belt.

Maybe I am just having a really bad day but going to bed right now (5pm) and just locking the door and saying fuck the world sounds like a great plan about now. But I’ll just sit here at the computer and listen to my music and pretend I am coping. I am having a hard time talking to ANYONE about my BP lately, I don’t need pleasantry’s I need solid answers and permission to do my own thing without consequence (stop lauging at me it’s not funny). Why can’t I just be decisive and take the bull by the balls and run with it.

I guess I have rambled on enough for one day.

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They broadcast online and I have spent the last three weeks listening virtually everyday. I think I have heard maybe ten songs in all that time that I didn’t like, not bad for a station that has very few ad breaks and only has a three minute news break at the top of the hour.

Planet Rock first came to my attention when GCAP (the original owners) tried to close it down. Malcolm Bluemel and a constortium of rock luminaries including Tony Iommi, Ian Anderson, Gary Moore and Fish have taken over and more power to them as they haven’t tried to mess with a winning formula.

The station broadcasts 24 hours a day but only has djs between 6am and 11pm. I am not sure if you can hear the station outside the the UK but give it a try you never know it may just work.

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