Wednesday, May 03, 2006

What is the point of it all?

Every once in awhile, this question pops up: "What is the point of it all?" This question, although basically a rather simple and seemingly harmless enquiry, can have dire and far-reaching consequences. For example, posing this question during a stressful day/week/month at work may lead one to critically analyse your performance, and look at either improving what you do, or telling the boss to can it, and you go looking for another job. Easy enough.

But try blurting this out during a 'discussion' with the missus. Oh boy! I suppose the first response is a startled "what?", since she can't believe you actually had the cajonas to say such a thing. Then a stony silence, as she formulates the most appropriate reply and reaction - this may range from death by The Look (patent pending), or a localised nuclear blast to vaporize both you and your memory from existence.

Naturally us poor blokes have a dim recollection that our mouths have engaged a gear, since the signal never originated within the cerebral cortex (hence we can actually deny ever saying it), neither do we have any idea that this complex series of pro-con calculations have gone on within the minds of our fair damsels - the average female brain operates far faster than that of logical thought (evidence exhibit #1, Your Honor: a different colour shoe for each day of the week and mood swing) - therefore we are caught rather flat footed when the first blast wave catches us amidships. From there on out the seas are pretty stormy, mate. Batten down those hatches! Captain, we're taking on water! Abandon ship!

A solitary wreath floating on the water is all that is left of poor Bill - alas, went down in the great storm. We'll miss him.

My advise? Keep it to yourself. "Better to be silent and thought a fool, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt."

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Technically inept

Technically inept

Would you believe that after my first foray into the mysterious and oft-bizarre world of blogging, I actually forgot my login and password? (Of course you knew, why else would I have this title)

What a thing! Forgive me, for I know not what I do. And there is a better than average chance that it'll be quite awhile again before I post anything else.

OOh, I wanted to tell you about some happenings 'bout here. Stay tuned...

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Sometimes I amaze myself...

Ok Nats and Michael, I accept your challenge. I too, although technically inept, will also ccreate a blog. The first one to officially drop out, wins.

I'll take my payment in the form of cash, thank you very much.

I received Mr. Logans e-mail about his blog and on reading it immediately burst into tears (honest). He's really quite funny, you know. Then I went over to read Nats blog. I realize now a disturbing trend.

You guys really don't have enough to do.

Neither do I. Sad.