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Monday, 5 September 2011

Struggling Back

Hello again.

It's been a long time since I last posted, so I'm sorry if it left any of you feeling left out or ignored.

There have been some changes chez TwistedScottishBastard which have contributed to the post-drought. 

Firstly, my Beloved suggested and implemented a move of our primary living area in our house.  We had been using the smaller back room (where the computer, better known as "The Machine of the Devil", "The Tool of Satan" or even "Your Bloody Electronic Mistress" also lives), but our front room is bigger, warmer and lighter, so we moved.
We moved the TV as well, getting Telstra to install a T-Box as well, so we can record the glorious victories of the Triumphant All Blacks® as they power their way through to a  glorious World Cup Victory.  Or at least we hope to see it.  After losing to the Aussies in the Tri-Nations, I have my doubts, regardless of my Beloved's faith in Graham Henry's game plan "He's just fooling them all", "He's lulling them into a false sense of security".  But I didn't like the mad gleam in her eye when she said it. Every Kiwi remembers Cardiff.
Another French Try let in by a Blind and Deaf ENGLISH ref.

Secondly my son, (he of the pierced earlobe and tattooed forearm showing a delightfully rendered image of the Mexican Day of the Dead with the addition of a Chinese script which he was told meant "May the Lord Bless You" but which really says "I've got a Bastard of a Cold") is working on a major music project and he has to (seemingly) have unlimited access to the InterWeb and Facebook, so I don't have much time to get on the computer. (I asked for an explanation, but I was told that:
  1. I was too old to understand
  2. I wasn't cool
  3. I was never cool
  4. I was going to die soon anyway, so why couldn't I just give him our house and car now, and save time.
  5. Go away

Lastly my Beloved is really not well.  For some as yet undiagnosed reason she has a permanent feeling of nausea, and the idea of actually putting food in her mouth makes her retch. The only food which seems to cause a minimal retching is porridge, so she's mostly subsisting on that, plus multi-vitamins and supplements.  The net effect is a 10kg loss of weight and a lovely lady with a rather shorter fuse than normal.
Porridge. Would you like to eat NOTHING else?

The net effect of all of the changes is that I don't get to go onto the computer very much, and as I'm swamped with work at Nuova Lazio High, I don't get much time there as well.  I might try getting up in the middle of the night to write a post, but I really like my sleep, so that's probably not going to happen. We'll see.

However, the event which triggered an unbearable urge to blog was so f*cking momentous that I'll even risk my Beloved's ire, and my Son's surliness.

I'll tell you all about it tomorrow........


  1. Welcome back!

    You've been missed. I do enjoy your rants...

    Sorry to hear the Missus isn't too well. Hope she's better soon.

    BTW - surely your son would be better being up on the internet all night. Isn't that the natural state of the young?

    Or does he have to show up for classes somewhere....

    Maybe he should buy himself a laptop. {With your money admittedly}

  2. DEAR TSB - Good to see you are back. Looking forward to your big rant with much anticipation.
    You have had a lot on your plate lately with covering for poor Clive at work and now having Mrs Twisted not well. I think you need to be a bit more assertive with your son. It is your home and your computer. Tell him if he doesn't like that he can go live elsewhere - away from the creature comforts of home. I think you spoil the lad too much. I would not put up with my kids taking over the computer ever. I had to sort that problem out years ago when they were young teens and addicted to the the net. We even cancelled out net plan for awhile to show them who was the boss. Well hope things start to setle down soon and Mrs Twisted recovers. I hope she has'nt got morning sickness. Her symptoms sound familiar. Heck no, your'e a bit past all that eh?

  3. Dear Twisted, I missed you! I am very sorry to hear Mrs Twisted is unwell and porridge (not even a decent Chinese congee) is a very sad diet. It would make me grumpy too. I hope the quack works out what is wrong and makes Mrs T feel better quickly. We will be watching the rugby with great interest - winning the Tri-Nations has put a spring in our step. Lindaxxx

  4. I'm expecting a post about Ringo.
    Sorry your wife isn't well.
    Great to see you back.

  5. I've been having a bit of a read. Humerous stuff man.

  6. RBB - So what do you know? Is the iditotic Ringo up to his usual tricks of pissing all
    and sundry off at NLHS? That would be enough to make anyone rant, particularly TSB.

    I am desperately waiting for the new season of TSB to start tonight.

  7. May I join Charles Lamb in welcoming you back TSB.

  8. Alistair: I thank you for the sentiment. Unfortunately, my son works, and he has to be up at 5:30 am to get ready, so he needs his sleep. I did buy him a MacBookPro, but he keeps insisting my (our) PC is better.

    Valley Girl: Thanks, just wait for tomorrow morning's instalment. i think you'll be pleased. When are you going to start your own blog?

    Linda in Chile: Shock; you know of that delicacy known as congee? It's my favourite comfort food. I thank you (through gritted teeth) for the reminder about the Aussie win. Just wait. (I hope)

    Richard (of RBB):Oh yes. Definitely after that f*cking put-down today.

    Terry McDougal: Who? Oh God, I hope you're not another delusion of the fevered imaginations of this segment of Blogworld.

    TC: Thanks. WTF is Charles Lamb?

  9. I see your son is picking up the "direct" Antipodean method of communication that us in the Old Country find so charming and quaint.

    But eeh, teachers not knowing who Charles Lamb was, dear dear, modern standards, when I were a lad, etc.

  10. looby: My son has always been a bit direct. So have I. I find F*ck Off lacks a certain Je ne sais pas, but that's just my "ancient 20th Cenury upbringing". You know....politeness.

    Charles Lamb? Look sweetheart, I'm a scientist, a microbiologist and a biochemist and a computer scientist. I don't read essays on Elia, I read binary/Boolean Logic, military History and good old escapist Science Fiction, not namby-pamby English essays. Go on, quote me a basic sorting Algorithm, bubble sort or Quick sort. Don't Know?

    Ohh, you poor under-educated LIBERAL.

    Sorry for the rantish behaviour, but after 4 weks abstinence, there's a huge back-pressure to relieve.

  11. I'm glad you are back, although sorry that your wife is sick and your son believes the internet is only for those under 25.

  12. "Anything awful makes me laugh. I misbehaved once at a funeral. "
    Charles Lamb

    "The most common error made in matters of appearance is the belief that one should disdain the superficial and let the true beauty of one's soul shine through. If there are places on your body where this is a possibility, you are not attractive - you are leaking. "
    Charles Lamb

    "Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and have her nonsense respected. "
    Charles Lamb

    "I have been trying all my life to like Scotsmen, and am obliged to desist from the experiment in despair
    Charles Lamb

    And, not Charles Lamb but witty nevertheless,

    "Much may be made of a Scotsman, if he is caught young"
Samuel Johnson

  13. Patience_Crabstick: Thanks for the sentiments. My son really believes that anyone over 30 is virtualy brain dead, so at leasthe's being consistent.

    TC: I stand corrected. These are quite witty, I'm surprised I've never really heard of Lamb before


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