Adamant

I know it speaks volumes of me but I can't hear somebody use the word, adamant, without thinking of Adam Ant. (I know! I know!)

There have been times when a phone call has come through at work. A colleague said, 'There's a man on the phone for you, who wants to speak to you. He's adamant...'

It doesn't matter what the colleague says after that. All that's going through my head is, 'Adam Ant?'

Even if somebody uses the word, when they're talking to me directly, I lose track instantly!

'... and I want you to know that I'm adamant'

At which point, I'm thinking, 'You're Adam Ant?!'

I realise that it's very childish but I can't see myself growing up now!

TV

I've come to the conclusion that I'm quite unusual, when it comes to my television viewing.
There are several shows that I enjoy watching but there isn't one that would affect my mood, if I missed it.

I know people who record their favourite soap operas, so they can watch them at a time that they won't be disturbed, And if they are somehow disturbed, they can pause the playback!

I also know several people who enjoy reality TV and soap operas.
TV companies are aware of the popularity of both of these, so they schedule them, so they don't screen them at the same times.
This can result in the people who enjoy both being almost unavailable from 7pm until 10pm most weekday evenings.
This is a situation that amazes me but I'm beginning to think that I'm the one who's unusual.

I love Seinfeld, Cheers, Big Bang Theory, Burn Notice, Modern Family, Would I lie To You?, 8 Out Of 10 Cats, and to a lesser extent, NCIS but if I miss an episode, generally, I think I'll catch it another time, and if I don't, life will go on.

As a person who doesn't enjoy soap operas, the rotating plots seem to be based around an argument, a fight, an affair, a gay relationship (male and/or female), a marriage, a death, and a murder (often saved for Christmas). These things are held together with chit-chat, and depending n your choice of soap, bad jokes, or misery.

Reality TV 'stars' vein people, who are trying to become famous.

Celebrity Reality TV 'stars' minor celebrities, who are also vein but are either desperate for a bit more fame, or desperate for money.
Whatever the reason, they're not the kind of person that I can give a shit about. Therefore, I have no interest in anything they say, or do.

As I say, I appear to be the unusual one.
Please forgive me for not having an interested in what an ex Pussy Cat Doll says, or does, in  'junge' environment.
There must be something wrong with me

Miserable fucker

At the risk of turning this blog into a list of things I hate (Too late?)

I caught the end of yet another climate change show last week.
It never ceases to amaze me, how there seems to be an endless supply of money available to make these kind of doom and gloom shows.
It seems to be the modern equivalent of those people that used to walk around, wearing a sandwich board, shouting, "The end is nigh!"
I've not managed to watch anything that contained proof that we humans are causing the impending end of the World, yet we always seem to be getting the blame.
My own personal belief is that the earth's climate is changing but it's just a natural change. It will happen, despite any actions that humans take.

Dinosaurs are generally thought to have died out as a result of an ice age (climate change). I'm not sure if it was as a result of their excessive use of fossil fuels or their excessive use of 4 X 4 vehicles. Whichever one it is, we seem to be repeating their errors.

The late, great Sam Kinison said that whilst watching a show about a desert tribe who suffered starvation every year because of drought, he came up with a solution to the tribes suffering. "Don't fucking live there! MOVE!!!"
A bit crass maybe but not completely unreasonable.

And on that note, I've grown bored with this subject in mid composition!

Maybe I'll take another crack at it some other time.
Until then, live long and prosper.

Pigeons

I hate pigeons.
The phrase, "rats with wings" completely sums them up, for me.
I don't know how true it is but I actually believe them to be disease, flea ridden creatures.
Despite this belief, I'm just like the majority of other men, and pretend to be indifferent to them.
It wasn't until I observed a man today, that I realised that it's not just be but most men.
Eight or nine pigeons startled (As they always fucking are!) by a bus, suddenly took off in the direction of this man. He tried his best to remain calm but when one of the pigeons got a little too close, he waved his arms around and ducked.
I could see that he was annoyed but I knew that, that (that, that, that...) was partially because he felt that he'd embarrassed himself over a stupid bird.
I've seen young women run screaming in similar situations, which seems to me to be the sensible reaction.
I don't believe we should all react like we're starring in the movie, 'The Birds' but there's an acceptable medium.
If you feel like you're almost being attacked by pigeons, feel free to wave your arms and make some noise, without fear of embarrassment.