SHIT!

I just crashed my dad's car! Fuck, I haven't even told him yet, I have to wait for him to wake up. I'm insured, and I am allowed to drive it, but still, I am shitting myself. :(

Therapy? - Diane

Heard this song in Belgium last week and thought it was quite a nice song. Upon further research and actually listening to the lyrics and watching the video I found out it was not quite the sentimental song I thought it was. Still, great song and video.

Mmm mmm mmm mmm

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4WbwwhBmRk

How is going to a mad ass church worse than being in a car accident or having a spazzy birthmark body?

Do you want to help deaf blind kids?

No, I do not.

Took a trip to London this week, haven't been there in over a year. I lived there for 2 years and enjoyed the place greatly, the people, the things to do and see, I could go on. But one of the side effects to the city, is street canvassers. You know, the people trying to either sell you something or sign you up to a charity.

No longer can you appease them with a handful of small change and then be on your way. No, they want you to stand for a few minutes, listen to their spiel about why their group of people/animals/plants/soil is more needy than you and why you should donate money to them on monthly basis.

I generally either try to humor them by listening for a few minutes, acting all interested and then saying "thanks for that, but I really don't want to donate." This usually pisses them off as they wasted their time on nothing. But this time I tried to just go for the classic "Sorry, I'm in a rush" tactic. But the charity muggers have heard this a thousand times and have counters for this. I know, I should have done something more, but what can I say? I've been out of the city for a while and I must be out of touch.

So the nice gentleman with his mohawk hair and massive pants with strips hanging off them approached me. My problem is I am too polite, I cannot just ignore and walk away. I'll always even just say hello to them. Well this is their foot in the door to start their script.

"Hello there, can I just speak to you about deaf and blind children?"

"Hey, sorry no, I'm in a rush"

"This will only take a moment, where can you possibly need to be so urgently?"

"Not here, really, I must go"

"So what, you don't want to help deaf blind children?!"

"Actually, no, I don't!"

"Can't say fairer than that, bye"

"Cheerio, Good Luck".

iPods...

iPods.

Well I finally got one after all these years of denying them. But I needed a high capacity MP3 player to take away to Iraq with me, and iPod seem to be the only decent ones in the shops now.

Yes, they are well designed, look good and sound good, but the iTunes software is one of the biggest crimes to mankind since a certain mad Austrian decided he had a final solution to something, I forget which.

I first plugged the thing into a friend's computer. Thought I would load some of his music up to my iPod. All went well, had a nice little selection of music to listen to. And then when I finally got home, of course I had a go at loading up some of my own collection. Wow! No can do! Turns out you can have one or the other, either delete everything which I had taken from my friend's PC or have none of my own collection.

Isn't this whole syncing crap like the biggest flaw in the world? Also the software is very intrusive, doing it's own thing all time. YOU ARE A COMPUTER, YOU DO NOT DO ANYTHING WITHOUT ME TELLING YOU TO! And what's with the pop-ups? It's almost like spyware. NO! I do not want to download Safari, what the hell is this shit? I'm going to have to make do with it now, I've spent enough money on the thing.

Apple, fuck you!

Summer Vacation Dead Ahead!

Ahh, vacations. We should all try and take them, with family or friends, to some place nice even if it's just for a little while. You know, to get a way from it all, the stresses of daily routine and work.

Well, what if you could go away for a long vacation, to somewhere hot, a country with an amazing history and with interesting cultures, not only for free but get paid for it, with loads of your good friends...

Sounding good? Lucky me then! Yes, that's right I am in the Army and have 6 months coming up in the most sandy and hottest place I'll probably ever come to know, the one and thankfully ONLY Iraq!

I should be heading away there in May of this year, for my first operational tour after being in the Army for coming up to 18 months now. I've been doing lots of training and have been very busy for a while now, but for what essentially is just going to be me driving a tank all over the place, possibly a bit overkill.

I'm not worried about the prospect of going there but I don't know if that is a good thing or not. It's been fairly quiet and dare I say safe for sometime now, but there is still the element of danger which is always going to exist. I hope it's not foolish of me not being worried about it all, but I won't be doing myself any favors if I scare myself and my family about it.

So, this summer I recommend that you book yourself a nice vacation somewhere, and thank yourself that you are not going to the godforsaken hole that is Iraq.

First blog, first comment

So, I never thought I would create such a thing as a blog. I know nobody will read this past the first time I link anyone to it, and it's understandable, I never read yours past the first time you link me.

I was going to call my blog Dead Man Talking, but some asshole had already taken this name and done the square root of fuck all with it, thus wasting the chance for me to use it. Not that I am currently a dead man, or due to die any time soon, but I could die, as could we all. So then if I did, then it would become true as someone may actually take an interest in it because I was then dead and think "holy fuck, he's dead but still talking through the power of the internet!".

Alas, this was not to be and it left me to think of something cool, but I am highly unoriginal when it comes to that sort of thing, so BOOM there it is. Highly Unoriginal.