sometimes 140 characters isn't enough, and a status update isn't the place for certain subjects, sorry all you 'like this and it'll help' posters, but my little thumbs will do nothing for abused animals, missing children or political change. I don't know what i want to write about, I'm just annoyed at my lack of writing.
The Olympics are drawing to a close, hopefully this will end the continuous head pokes round my bedroom door to impart the latest news of a medal win that I'm not really that interested in, yeah I'm happy people are getting recognition for a talent that isn't processed and marketed but at the same time I'm having to search for news about the Curiosity Rover on Mars rather than just click a big glaring neon link about it! There's something wrong with this picture.
If I carry on writing it will just be a cynical, gittish rant, and i dont wanna be that guy so i better stop now, no-one will read it but I needed to write...just not this.
11/08/2012
20/03/2012
Try Smiling for once
Woke up this morning, sunlight pouring into my room, day off from work...good times.
First thing I thought was 'today would be good for longboarding' so wash, dress, dig out two pairs of gardening gloves and wear both pairs (grit on a road can be a thousand demons to the unprotected palm)and roll round the corner to the short hill next to my house.
Now I'm not that proficient on my longboard, I mainly use it for cruising around when I find an empty road, but this video makes me wanna learn how to slide so that was my mission today!
With Vetiver (the band who sing The Swimming Song in the video) in my ears, the sun on my face when strolling up the hill and on my back like a tarmac Pirate whilst rolling down it I was having a lovely if tiring time (learning to slide is hard on the dragging arm!). At one point while slowly pushing up the hill to my takeoff point, some old guy in a big 4x4 slowed right down behind me, made no indication he was there (i had headphones on but would have heard a beep) and just drove really slowly. Now I wasn't even in the middle of the road but was skating a few inches away from a parked car when i realised he was driving about a foot away from me, I eased my board towards the kerb and out of his way but he slowed down to a crawl and scowled at me, he looked like he wanted to stop until i gave him a big friendly cheshire grin and waved at him, which is my usual response to someone staring at me (try it, they either smile back or stop staring, works every time)...he just shook his head and drove off.
Now this shouldnt piss me off, but it was obvious I was out skating on my own doing something i find fun so why tell me off for that, I didnt hinder his travel at all, I wasnt doing damage to anything or being anti social, yet he deemed it necessary to visually scold me...I don't understand miserable people who just want other people to be miserable! a simple head out the window and a 's'cuse me' would be fine. I have a feeling he's gonna go share this story with others, about how he had to slow down his massive car for about 15 seconds even though he had tons of room to get past me, but he just had this need to tell me off, and I'm sure the people he tells will agree with him that these skateboarding menaces must be stopped and they'll join him in his miserable outlook and the misery will spread till it comes back full circle to find me on a sunny day while I'm out listening to good tunes and having fun!
Please, to combat this flux of misery, smile at someone today, not a big toothy silly grin if you don't want, just a nice smile for someone who isn't, it works wonders and is much better than scowling and shaking your head.
First thing I thought was 'today would be good for longboarding' so wash, dress, dig out two pairs of gardening gloves and wear both pairs (grit on a road can be a thousand demons to the unprotected palm)and roll round the corner to the short hill next to my house.
Now I'm not that proficient on my longboard, I mainly use it for cruising around when I find an empty road, but this video makes me wanna learn how to slide so that was my mission today!
With Vetiver (the band who sing The Swimming Song in the video) in my ears, the sun on my face when strolling up the hill and on my back like a tarmac Pirate whilst rolling down it I was having a lovely if tiring time (learning to slide is hard on the dragging arm!). At one point while slowly pushing up the hill to my takeoff point, some old guy in a big 4x4 slowed right down behind me, made no indication he was there (i had headphones on but would have heard a beep) and just drove really slowly. Now I wasn't even in the middle of the road but was skating a few inches away from a parked car when i realised he was driving about a foot away from me, I eased my board towards the kerb and out of his way but he slowed down to a crawl and scowled at me, he looked like he wanted to stop until i gave him a big friendly cheshire grin and waved at him, which is my usual response to someone staring at me (try it, they either smile back or stop staring, works every time)...he just shook his head and drove off.
Now this shouldnt piss me off, but it was obvious I was out skating on my own doing something i find fun so why tell me off for that, I didnt hinder his travel at all, I wasnt doing damage to anything or being anti social, yet he deemed it necessary to visually scold me...I don't understand miserable people who just want other people to be miserable! a simple head out the window and a 's'cuse me' would be fine. I have a feeling he's gonna go share this story with others, about how he had to slow down his massive car for about 15 seconds even though he had tons of room to get past me, but he just had this need to tell me off, and I'm sure the people he tells will agree with him that these skateboarding menaces must be stopped and they'll join him in his miserable outlook and the misery will spread till it comes back full circle to find me on a sunny day while I'm out listening to good tunes and having fun!
Please, to combat this flux of misery, smile at someone today, not a big toothy silly grin if you don't want, just a nice smile for someone who isn't, it works wonders and is much better than scowling and shaking your head.
03/01/2012
Christmas treat turmoil
New Years = New Years Resolutions, and for me this means the same two i make every year, learn to drive and lose weight. The first is all dependant on how much money i can save (and considering i've made the choice to learn how to ride a bike instead of drive a car, that sum has shrunk significantly) but the loosing weight has wobbled, toppled and landed all the tune of a ridiculing tuba because of the Christmas Snacks!
For some reason my Mum (the official Head of Christmas in our house) gave the food buying duty to my Dad and my eldest brother, a weekend before Christmas they saddled up the family car and ventured to Iceland for cheap yet yummy pickable foodstuffs. Seeing all the deals they had the loaded up what seemed to be two trolleys worth of mini sausage rolls, Quality Streets, little sausages and Twiglets, and so after Christmas day came and went, after the massive family party we hold every boxing day became a hazy, hungover memory, our dining room is still laden with mini food and cardboard tubed nibbles, none of which can i ignore when i walk through it to the kitchen when i have aspirations of a healthy dinner!
As such, my planned 'move-about-more-don't-eat-bad-stuff' diet regime is worth nought.
Still, i've not spent any of my latest pay-check yet so hopefully i wont have to run for any buses in the near future!
For some reason my Mum (the official Head of Christmas in our house) gave the food buying duty to my Dad and my eldest brother, a weekend before Christmas they saddled up the family car and ventured to Iceland for cheap yet yummy pickable foodstuffs. Seeing all the deals they had the loaded up what seemed to be two trolleys worth of mini sausage rolls, Quality Streets, little sausages and Twiglets, and so after Christmas day came and went, after the massive family party we hold every boxing day became a hazy, hungover memory, our dining room is still laden with mini food and cardboard tubed nibbles, none of which can i ignore when i walk through it to the kitchen when i have aspirations of a healthy dinner!
As such, my planned 'move-about-more-don't-eat-bad-stuff' diet regime is worth nought.
Still, i've not spent any of my latest pay-check yet so hopefully i wont have to run for any buses in the near future!
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