I wasn't cut out for this blogging thing you know........
I never remember anything, I think of things during the day but the ideas disappear out the window as soon as I think of them. I have notions, but I fail to pull them out of the air and they fuck off back into the ether for some other chancer to pummel into submission on an even more third rate journal of banality. Fuck!
Not sure what the problem is. Maybe it's the mortgage I've just taken out. The whole thing has kind of knocked me sideways a bit and I'm wondering if I'll ever move in. As I work for a firm of solicitors who deal in conveyancing, I realise that there are various interests involved and that these things sometimes take time. Getting three or more seperate solicitors to actually communicate with each other and fucking do something for you seems to be a forlorn hope and one can only use the time to save some cash and get the direct debits/standing orders in place. Still, could be worse. I know someone who is attempting to move from a quarter share of a Shared ownership property to 100% share,disponing it from her name to that of her and her husband. They also happen not to share surnames......................
I think they're having to make up about half a dozen dispositions just to get both their names on the one set of title deeds. I know people who don't take their husbands name can be a pain in the tits from an admin or legal position, but surely it can't be that big a problem to resolve?
Anyway, I'm also bummed cos my man on the Tour de France, Michael Rasmussen got hoofed out unceremoniously by his team for being economical with the truth as to his whereabouts prior to the tour. I'm sure even the least interested of you know something about this...........
He was leading, had passed every dope test and was about to win the race, but cycling is in a major meltdown over cheating allegations and the suspicions surrounding Rasmussen were enough to see him ejected. A case of guilty until proven innocent. The amusing thing is that the guy who inherited the lead from Ras has similar suspicions surrounding him, due to his previous prescence in a team known for collective doping. As virtually last man standing, they won't dare kick him out, but it does make you wonder...............
The whole thing brings to mind the problem of proving a negative.
Replace "Have you stopped beating your wife Mr Jones?" with "Have you stopped taking performance enhancing drugs Mr Rasmussen?"
A bit of a pickle all told.
Ok, heres some Sonic Youth. For a period of about three albums in the early-mid nineties, they were churning out catchy nuggets of noisy pop music like this. Then they disappeared up their arses again, begging us to take them seriously as 'artistes' once more. I naturally lost interest and started listening to Placebo.
I was young and stupid, cut me some slack.............
I never remember anything, I think of things during the day but the ideas disappear out the window as soon as I think of them. I have notions, but I fail to pull them out of the air and they fuck off back into the ether for some other chancer to pummel into submission on an even more third rate journal of banality. Fuck!
Not sure what the problem is. Maybe it's the mortgage I've just taken out. The whole thing has kind of knocked me sideways a bit and I'm wondering if I'll ever move in. As I work for a firm of solicitors who deal in conveyancing, I realise that there are various interests involved and that these things sometimes take time. Getting three or more seperate solicitors to actually communicate with each other and fucking do something for you seems to be a forlorn hope and one can only use the time to save some cash and get the direct debits/standing orders in place. Still, could be worse. I know someone who is attempting to move from a quarter share of a Shared ownership property to 100% share,disponing it from her name to that of her and her husband. They also happen not to share surnames......................
I think they're having to make up about half a dozen dispositions just to get both their names on the one set of title deeds. I know people who don't take their husbands name can be a pain in the tits from an admin or legal position, but surely it can't be that big a problem to resolve?
Anyway, I'm also bummed cos my man on the Tour de France, Michael Rasmussen got hoofed out unceremoniously by his team for being economical with the truth as to his whereabouts prior to the tour. I'm sure even the least interested of you know something about this...........
He was leading, had passed every dope test and was about to win the race, but cycling is in a major meltdown over cheating allegations and the suspicions surrounding Rasmussen were enough to see him ejected. A case of guilty until proven innocent. The amusing thing is that the guy who inherited the lead from Ras has similar suspicions surrounding him, due to his previous prescence in a team known for collective doping. As virtually last man standing, they won't dare kick him out, but it does make you wonder...............
The whole thing brings to mind the problem of proving a negative.
Replace "Have you stopped beating your wife Mr Jones?" with "Have you stopped taking performance enhancing drugs Mr Rasmussen?"
A bit of a pickle all told.
Ok, heres some Sonic Youth. For a period of about three albums in the early-mid nineties, they were churning out catchy nuggets of noisy pop music like this. Then they disappeared up their arses again, begging us to take them seriously as 'artistes' once more. I naturally lost interest and started listening to Placebo.
I was young and stupid, cut me some slack.............
2 comments:
hey ill man, you have an original voice and that's what makes your blog so readable, so don't worry about not remembering.
i don't follow the tour de france but anyone called rasmussen is okay by me, my danish step-dad has a good friend with the same name - and i am generally full of admiration for the stamina of the cyclists, it is quite mindblowing.
i was never into sonic youth but used to love mazzy star in early 90s - did one not run away with the other's boyfriend? maybe i am confused . . .
good luck with house stuff.
Cheers nmj. The cycling thing is weird. I follow the Tour and think it's a great event. They'll always catch people out, cyclists are the most tested athletes in the world. Problem is, you'll still get people trying it on. Is Mr Rasmussen a cheat? Don't know. He certainly wasn't doping on the tour, but the new 'out of competition' tests he missed do point to someone whose behaviour had all the hallmarks of someone who didn't want to be tested. As a wise man once said 'You don't think they win the Tour de France on mineral water alone?'
I think it was Hope Sandoval, she went off with someone from The Jesus & Mary Chain.
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