Oh well, I’ll be giving the random topics a rest for the next couple of days.
Instead I’m going to rant.
Well, I was going to rant about having mightily fallen from the potential I’ve shown throughout my life so far, about how shitty it is to be working in a factory, with no prospects, stuck in a little room in a flat with two great guys with whom the only common ground is our faith, no chance of getting my own place, how I hate myself not being able to sort out things that need it, my lack of energy, my continuing singularity and the fact that all my friends have moved away and moved on, how my faith is on rocky ground and the only thing I could ever see myself doing long term seems even further off than it ever did.
I was going to rant about all of that, but I thought “stop feeling so damned sorry for yourself.”
I suppose I’ll carry on, try to work things through and not think about stuff too much.

A day out with Timbo

The ideal day out: No time would be spent travelling – we’d leave one location and then arrive at the next – I could take you to more places that I like then. All my old and favourite haunts are still open and as I remember them…

First up would be a trip to Lindisfarne – a peninsula north of here with a great spiritual heritage, I may have talked about it before – a very peaceful place, with ruins, dunes, beaches and a couple of nice pubs. We’d walk around the island for a while and paddle in the sea.
For lunch we’d go to a pub called the Gibraltar Rock – a little place overlooking the sea a lot closer to home, then spend the afternoon playing pool in Marsden Grotto – a huge pub under a cliff, wonderful atmosphere, decent beer, nice tables.
An evening walk in the park, show you the Shoe Tree and Pets Corner and then on to Trillians!
The best Rock Pub in the world. We’d stay there for a couple of drinks and then head on to the Mayfair. The best Rock Club in the world! Where we’d chat, dance, rock out and drink until the wee hours. Back home via Munchies and sit up the rest of the night watching videos.

Now the bad news:
Lindisfarne is too far away for a day trip if we want to do anything else that day, the Gibraltar Rock and the Grotto have changed irredeemably, the Mayfair closed five years ago, Munchies closed last year some time and Trillians isn’t as great as once it was.
So, what we’d probably do – take the Metro to the coast, have a wander along the beach, look at Tynemouth Priory, get fish and chips and eat them on a sea front bench. Spend the afternoon walking about in the park or down by the riverside if you prefer, have an evening meal cooked by me and then go to Trillians for the night (it closes at one three nights out of seven) and watch videos after that.


A very nasty process by which the source of all the earth’s power is being dissipated over time.
If the sun continues burning, soon we shall have no energy to do important things like run air conditioning units – so the world will uncontrollably overheat and become an unbearable place to live.
I suggest we freeze the sun so we can save the energy until we need it.

Shaved Heads

As I said in my previous entry – I used to have lots of curly hair.
It’s all gone now – I had my head shaved.
If you have a shaved head yo have to be careful of sunburn and dazzling people by reflecting the sun off your shiny pate.
Cool people like Kojack have shaved heads.
“Who loves ya baby?”
The answer is clearly “everybody now that my head is shiny and bald.”


Puppies are a shadow of their evil future selves.
They look all cute and cuddly but then they crap on your carpet and shake hair everywhere. When they grow up they’ll turn on you and bite your hand as you feed them. Ungrateful little beasts.
You should never wake one that is sleeping.


Water is very useful.
Also dangerous – without it there’d be no drowning, no tidal waves, no floods, no shipwrecks, no avalanches or mud slides.
On the whole I think we’d be better off without it.