(Note for the uninitiated...I've been beginning emails like this for more years than I can remember)
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- Mood:Buccaneering
- Music:Aqua...too much Aqua..
There was once a destructive duo, a powerful partnership, a titanic tag-team that went by the name of The Natural Disasters. Pictured above, or possibly below if you're reading this on Facebook and not my blog site, are those Leviathans, Earthquake and Typhoon - Former 1-Time Tag Team WWF Champions.
- Mood:Windswept
- Music:None, but watching England try to lose the 4th Test at Headingly
aarrgh, but it's been a long season that me crew an' I been sailin' in yon Eastern Waters, and laden we be with a hold o' loot an' a medley o' tropical diseases that'd put Columbus hisself to shame. Sights we've seen to make our dead-lights blink in amazement, an' tales o' wonders we be able to tell when next the Sabre comes t'port.( Read ye on... )
- Mood:Piratical
- Music:'Swagger' - Flogging Molly
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- Location:Same old Internet Cafe/Online Game Circus
- Mood:bouncy
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- Mood:amused
1. You guys.
2. The Dales Drama Group/ NITWits Improv - Theatre, basically.
3. Live football and cricket - even televised cricket would fill a hole.
4. Real ale...sigh.
5. Fresh air and seeing the stars - rather linked, these two.
6. Moley and Scruffs.
7. My spice and hot sauce cuboard.
8. A stand-up shower with a curtain/screen.
9. Beer gardens, especialy when the weather's like this.
10. Local curry houses/take-aways.
I could add a few others, but they're more a result of lacking a working laptop than anything else, but the rather frivolous latter entries ought to show that I'm not in want of much.
Next time: ten things I don't miss.
- Mood:Categorising
I have, due to much publicised and highly deplorable problems with my computer descended into the second circle of hell; that being, A Taiwanese Internet 'Cafe'.
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ere's something that's been on my mind, inspired in part by my current profession, and in part from an old familiar source.( Read on... )
- Mood:curious
- Mood:contemplative
- Mood:Healed
he rubbish trucks of Taipei are an interesting subject. Some collect general rubbish, others pick up recycling - plastic, glass, aluminium and cardboard. Unless one is fortunate enough to live in a building where a collection service is available, one has to look after one's own bins. The trucks come three times a day. The timing can vary, but around this locality, they roll up at nine in the morning, three o'clock in the afternoon, and seven in the evening. One has to be ready to meet them with bags of rubbish in hand, and it can pile up if you don't pay attention, for the trucks, like time, wait for no man.( Read on... )- Mood:Wrathful
- Music:'Killing in the name of' - Rage Against The Machine
n the year 2112, humankind came to the realisation that it no longer wished to continue the life that had been forced upon it. The continual reinvention and upgrading of computer technology had placed increasing demand on the productivity not of the workforce, which had long since been replaced by machinery, but upon those that managed, made decisions, attended meetings and completed all the necessary tasks of Industry and Commerce. Metabolic stimulants were now commonplace, family life had become a brief escape. But those that suffered most were those who sought to Create.( Read on... )
arkness, or thereabouts. The midnight black of a remote road, punctuated briefly by the swift glimmer of cat's-eyes caught in the headlights of the tow-truck. Not another motorist to be seen. It ought to be quiet, but the heavy rattle of the vehicle has no respect for solemnity and the industrial timpani spoils what should have been a contemplative silence.( Read on... )
aarrgh...'tis a strange wind that's filled me sails o' late, bringin' me to this pretty pass. The calm seas an' easy pickin's o' the Caribs seem a long way away, though no doubt the scurvy Spaniards be praisin' their fortune and a-countin' their doubloons in me absence.( Read on, by thunder! )he morning dawned bright and clear on the final day of my jaunt. The rising sun brought with it ( Read on... )o continue with the tale of my wanderings on Taiwan's east coast. Friday morning found me once more in the Homestay of a benevolent local, and also with the opportunity to rise late and take a leisurely stroll to the breakfast shop that I had alighted on the day before. ( Read on... )
ust a quick note - this entry is broadly true, although expressed, as ever, in self-aggrandising prose.Wednesday dawned. Both the lustreless skies of Taipei and mine own head-cold had cleared, freeing me to pursue at my leisure the journey to Taiwan's remote and mountainous eastern seaboard that I had planned to fill my free week. ( Read on... )
'm going to break off temporarily from the "badly-written exercise in self-indulgence", as some might have it, to try and convey the sheer majesty of the thunderstorms one experiences here. ( Read on... )
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