Shotgun

Seriously though, what kind of a fucking pansy thinks that qualifies as “bullying”?

I would be deeply suspicious of any man who feels comfortable on a dance floor while sober.

A murder of crows?

May it pass quickly mate.

Part of an MC Escher drawing?

Except he wasn’t put in prison “For doing a live stream video of himself” as you damn well know. Stop talking shit.

Zed's dead baby. Zed's dead.

I'm having to work today because I procrastinated too long on an important project and it's due tomorrow. The PTTGOmN though is that next door have a visitor who arrived on a Harley and has spent the last hour just sitting in their driveway revving the b*****d engine, over and over and over and fucking over. Not really petty, come to think of it. In an ideal world; I'd be out there threatening him with fisticuffs but he's easily twice my size and even from here, I can see his wrists are bigger than my biceps. I'll have to content myself with whining about it on the Internet.

Hold on, hold on, hold on, I'm not talking about wearing over the ear headphones outside my own house! Heysoos, I thought that was a given. That's also why I specified "a quality player", which I assumed automatically discounted ipods and/or phones.

Are you talking about earbuds? If so, then I agree. However a pair of quality, over the ear 'phones on a decent player, is a brilliant way to listen to music.

Nipped out in the car on a quick errand and as I forgot my phone, made a rare foray into the world of commercial US radio. First station I picked was playing The Allman brothers, "Whipping Post" so no problem there. Then the DJ (are they still called that?) spoiled it at the wrap up by saying that Greg Allman is without a doubt, and I quote "The best blues guitarist of all time." Now I mean no disrespect to the late Mr. Allman but really? The best blues guitarist of all time is a white guy? FFS.

Acksherly, she's an Australian Shepherd, which is similar to a Border. But like Rizzo's pup, most of the time when she sees my phone, she puts on her "Oh poor me, I'm so abused." expression. Faker.

Jasmine turned 12 today, which is even older than me.

Just dredged up a bad memory of a not-partner-but-office-mate. There were 3 of us cooped up in the same room, me, another lad and a wumman. Each Friday we got into the routine of going out for lunch. Every damn week we had the same conversation. Why don't you choose this time Lisa? Oh, I'm happy to go anywhere. Yes, you always say that but then you never like anywhere we suggest. No really, I'll be good wherever you choose. <Restaurant name?> Oh, god no. <Restaurant name?> Yeuch! <Restaurant name?> Ugh, that's terrible. You choose then. I'm fine anywhere. Obviously you aren't. I just don't like those places. Chinese? Nah Indian? No. Pizza? There's no decent pizza places near here. And on And on And on And on I used to tell our boss that I wanted it specifically called out on my performance review that I was an exemplary employee because I'd gone the whole year without bludgeoning her to death.