Saturday, 7 September 2013

Another Week 30 - #MickeyRourke, Rhona Mitra, Cogito ergo sum, #Apple Injunction, #Pope Francis, Piper Perabo



&



"Farewell is a Lonely Sound"





Maybe I should just get greedy selfish., but I'm not.. 

If you lived in an area known for it's high number of care homes and nursing homes., here's a question for ya..; what would you expect a lot of..?
If you lived in an area known for it's high number of drug and alcohol rehab centers., here's a question for ya.; what would you expect a lot of.?
If you lived in an area known for it's high number of bars and clubs., here's a question for ya.; what would you expect a lot of.?
If you lived in an area known for having a high number of fish and chip shops., here's a question for ya.; what would you expect a lot of.?
If you lived in an area., here's a question for ya.; what would you possibly (allegedly) have a lot of.?  Jus' sayin'..



mischievous


"Moon River, wider than a mile"..,  I've got a plan..  baby.. Here there and everywhere..







Spontaneity

&
Banana Pancakes
thank you
Jack Johnson 

So I threw a blanket into a bag, grabbed a couple of chilled screw tops and squeezed a handful of Dutch cans into a small bag and cruised down to the sand through a chine type thing. Timed it to perfection as I came across a parking blue car opening it's doors and from then on it became an evening of laughter and stories.. Beach bbq's roark., man.. Sandy sausages, dips, getting to know new smiles and a lil ole distant jazz too.. Cool and fun.., but no, I'm not Bollywooding it..- Neighbors..

I woke up sometime while it was dark (and really early.!) to hear that it was raining and the windows were wide open., which meant trying to navigate the obstacles to close the bloody things.




Alan Hansen is retiring MOD after 22 years..; I mean., what the eff am I going to do now.. I'm devastated man..  The guy's a total laugh a minute decade kinda geezer

I suppose I'll just have to pack my whites away for the next several months..; oh no.., not quite, not just yet.. Gotta be fast here and make the most of it.. I just heard a guy say that he "was going for a swim, in the wah-eh (water).."., which got me thinking.."hmm., I wonder where else he would swim.?"
"wiv er".. (with her)






A Place Called Home

Someday I'll go where there ain't no rain or snow
‘Til then, I travel alone
And I make my bed with the stars above my head
And dream of a place called home

Kim Richey


The StoryTellers
Cute., fun., alive..  and distracting.., however, there's cute everywhere.. but when you touch the real cute., you'll feel it baby.. I only got asked 4 times today about THE Big Issue.., twice by the same dancing guy.. I saw a woman take on a group of guys and beat their sorry asses.., in double quick time..  I asked a few questions..


 
I paid my money, took my shoes off and ventured into an inflatable maze type thingy thing... Colorful, weird and yet calming.. I sat in a couple of bubbles and watched the reactions (of fellow bubble ees) for twenty minutes or so., then left.. and my shoes were in exactly the same place where I left them.. I also saw the same person twice..

Today is today.., right now., is right now.. and I'm looking for new old new..

Spontaneity
&
costumes  





I took a meander home in the dying light and along the beach and came across a party crowd...; a deal was struck and in order to capture the wacky group I had to slow dance with the dude on the left... The things some of us do.., but it was good to laugh with fun strangers celebrating a 30th birthday...




I took in an artist finishing off a window.,  watched a new sport, for me.. and will now go away and Google it.., saw a butt cheek., a couple of weddings..  and drank a Pepsi..  

Walked on a Pier, again.., but this time a different one., although aren't they all kinda the same really.? They  just go out over the water and usually have plenty of carbohydrates chips for sale at the entrance of 'em and usually somewhere close to some black ornate wrought iron gates.. I also digested an Artisan Market.., of sorts.. and I had to turn down yet another Big Issue.., twice.!  There were people I know.. and people I didn't don't.; lot's of 'em were eating ice-creams.., one was opening an aluminum foil wrapped sandwich.., and 'yep', a flask by her feet.. The bikes are out in force and require eyes in the back of your head..- I read a program, walked up a hill and came across a shopping trolley..; I mean., how does a shopping trolley end up on the top of a cliff and the other side of a fence..? It takes some form of studious individuals ('cause one couldn't heave that sucker over that fence) to work out how strong and clever they are to be able to hoist a trolley up a bloody great hill and over a fence.. I assume one takes further education, perhaps an A level or two, or even a higher form of education to understand the enormity of said achievement.. I bailed on that year at school and subject., but it's an eye opener to see how some peeps get their kicks., man.. I'm just proud to be .....admittedly  weird. I'm weird & proud.., man




I turned around to take in the view and noticed that I had a dark cloud hanging over me., which kinda sucked a little as it came as a bit of a surprise..., considering I was feeling kinda cool baby..




You cannot be serious, Johnny Mac


I do read this stuff back eventually and at some point and even I scratch my head at this stuff... and I'm living it., but man, I've read some heavy crap recently, what with Twitter people tweeting, Facebookers Facebooking., Instagramers..,  Instagraming.., Bloggers Blogging and iPhoners, iPhoning their happy Apps away.. I blame The Sun and deckchairs.. What is it with your, you're and there their..? Is it that difficult., really.. and spell check is right there their there for anyone who can't spell definatly defenately def' definitely.. Long live rock and roll.. and bad grammar ... and heavy duty punctuation..

So Proud




Livin' It
and no turning back

maybe., jus' maybe you're not walking where I walk, 'cause I tend to mix my walks up and go where the paths are.. and some of those paths are off the beaten coffee shop path.., man.., but they're there.. and full of empty crisp/chip packets., cigarette packs., beer and cider cans.. and worse..


Artists, writers and autotrader

The planes, the planes have gone boss.. The concession area is now an area enjoyed by skateboarders clipping, jumping, flipping and falling..; thanks must go to the council for their foresight in developing a skate area.. and turning the volume off..
I'm thinking about tickets





I crunched through a bunch of fallen leaves today, crossed a road and walked right through a carpark.. and the fountain's been turned off..
It looks like the town's shutting down



As indeed
I am 


30
&
OUT








"An honest answer is like a kiss on the lips."
Proverbs 24:26 






Thanks this week go/goes to Jimmy Ruffin - René Descartes - Jack Johnson - Aaron Arias - Jamal Harris and Steve McQueen




Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Another Week 29 - Twitter., International Film Festival, Canary Wharf, HuffingtonPost



Embracing The Same Cause





Ocean View
I'm your boogie man



 


So., what do you do.?







The End of Summer
&
The 
Ninth Month

School of Rock - I suppose I'm going to have to get the ironing board out.. and surf the crowds.. , although I'm hoping the cliff is a more sociable route 'cause man, getting stuck behind someone who wants a portion of chips ..sucks..




"stimulated by differing values and perceptions" - Yes please.. Packed lunches., God of Fire., extraterrestrial humanoid species & an et-powered delta wing strategic bomber.. I'm off to take in Spock.., or some noisy ass'd thing..; I'm all lotioned up so beam me up when you're ready..

__



I just saw some guy stuff a double mattress into the back of his Beemer using nothing but brute force..; it's one hell of an air bag for sure.. The little silver thing with four wheels in each corner is on it's way.. and people are definitely on the move. I guess that's my cue for today's observations..





The Rascals
Groovin'
on a __nday afternoon

Sitting in on (?) a comfy  beach lounger for the final day I got to see a Vampire., a couple of other noisy buzzy things scream overhead,  a cutie in a black bikini climb over a wall  an' all while eating an ice cream and a choc' button., or two..


 Fall
Autumn
 
Part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history when you die

Dead End Street
The Kinks


I don't like the word 'stupid'., but love how a Corona looks when pulled out of a fridge and 'rests' in the sunlight.. There's just something about certain colours that 'elevates' them above other colors... Red wine is fortunately 'red'.. while green is sadly, green.., but Blue is  happily blue and yellow is like a ray of sunshine..; brrownN is unhappily brown.. and there you have it.. Could you imagine the horizon being brown.?., it's bad enough when it's grey.., but fortunately it's more commonly shades of blue.. - Burgers & beer


 
Welcome



The games people play

If people decided not to kill each other, go to war and/or hurt each other., 'life' and world news would be amazingly fantastic.., wouldn't it (?).; imagine simply being able to travel, knock on new doors and visit freely, smile and speak to strangers without fear or suspicion.. Who decides to 'war'.?, 'cause I certainly don't - I'd chose a smile and to share everyday of the week.., so just WHO decides and WHY..! I don't get it at all., man..
 All the dough spent on war ships., bombers, fighter planes, weapons, militaries  and shit would make for one hell of a party and or carnival for the peeps of this world.. Imagine the new levels of an education we could enjoy, the much improved standard of school equipment, the standard of health care equipment and it's 'archaic structures'..; imagine the extra influx of cash being plowed into research for cures, to help the less fortunate.... Imagine the positives..- So WHY again do we have wars..?

Wouldn't it be pretty cool to just 'be', to naturally and instinctively support, encourage, share and 'live'..

Why is that some people appear compelled to end innocence..

I much prefer how my brain is wired
despite how my writings read

'Stupid'


Art, music, color, smiles and people who leave their 'personal door' open

I always feel much more comfortable shaking someone's hand, offering a hug and certainly RECEIVING one to being punched out or having a leg blown off..; jus' sayin'





  
Dogs bark
cats meow
&
people frown

Tassles., mirrors and toothbrushes..; plugs are great aren't they.. Travel, chocolate, vino and friends.. I vote for that stuff all the time..; oh., and people who actually do the crap they say they're going to do..








PCH & Dover


There's a moment (surely.?) when you've finished with your chewing gum and you decide., make a conscious decision and "hey, I'm just going to spit it out on the sidewalk"..., or you've finished your 'snack' and decide "hey, I'm just going to throw this and leave it right here., on the sidewalk"...., or when you've filled your car ashtray and decide to simply open your car door and 'empty it's contents' right there., on the street..; isn't there (?)., 'cause why else would you do that.. Why else would you leave your lunch wrappings blowing around on the beach and why would you walk by a trash can on the street and ignore it.. And just how do those car parts and mattress' get left by the road side..



Open windows rock.. and so does not wearing socks..; bah, I just had a thought about gloves - I don't like gloves, except those see-thru ones I wear at the gas station when filling my tank up.. I always end up grabbing more than I need., but they just come out of the container..; but I do like those ones.. I like having the choice of wearing shorts and not freezing my ass off if I do decide to wear 'em.. I also like being able to see stuff.. Cardboard boxes work.. and so do forks.. The last few steps are usually the most tiring ones., but they can also be the most exciting ones to cover.. Steps are cool.. I can live out of a suitcase.. and do.., but I can't live without art.. man.. - Vermeer died when he was 43 in 1675., but I can still get to see and enjoy his brush strokes..; thank you Johannes., Jan or Johan.. Light rocks





Deals
Plastic Bags
&
Concessions

Spam spam., spam.. and not the kind ya eat., which is also just as bad and irritating..  I wonder how many foil wrapped cheese sandwiches I'm going to see today.. and just how many flasks poking out of backpacks or resting by a pair of feet.. AND here's to The Wishing Well.. It's not midnight, but it is after midnight.. Do bree doo







Judging and Impressions

19th Nervous Breakdown., Paperback Writer and Levis.. I'm exhausted..; I dreamed of stepping into tar, getting trapped by machinery and showers who's taps/faucets were too high to turn on.. and I remembered a telephone conversation from many years ago.. - What does it all mean.?




Oh dear
 

 
Oh gawd., 'Strictly's' been announced
that's it




29's
done
an'
I'm outta here







#TheWishingWell





To
Summer Sunsets

and
Waterloo




Thanks this week go/goes to The Red Arrows - Gaga - Queen - Washing Machines - The Rascals - Juke Box Jury - The Wishing Well and Undiscovered Streets





Thursday, 29 August 2013

Another Week 28 - #Twerking, Gareth Bale, #Mulholland Drive, Mega Millions..


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 The Right Eye
Guess



The young uns confirming local demographic










Council


One Direction in any direction., small tiny rooms, small garages, tiny shower cubicles, little cars, small 'front' gardens, narrow lanes roads, tiny parking spaces.. and four seasons to fit in a closet..


Pictures Of Lily

I used to wake up in the morning
I always feel so bad
I got so sick of having sleepless night
s

Pete Townshend

Davis Clifton wrote it, the Jackson 5 sang about it and I'm doin' it.. There are walls and there are open spaces..- freedom

I'm tryin to sleep here



Wrecks of Dead Man's Curve

So., I saw the sign for Heathrow and for Gatwick but I decided to stay on the wet road to hell.. and you wanna know what I think..?.. Nah, didn't think so.., but the windscreen wipers were working up a storm., baby.. I eventually found my lights and stuck to the limit.., but man, the sounds coming from the speakers meant that '74 was just plain ole stinky pop..

Electric electricity

No more monkeys jumping on the bed..  I made good time and what proved to be a great last minute decision.; it's always good to get away.

Fear and Freedom
Tapas
Fullerton Museum
Color IQ

Location
 
I don't use wind/beach breakers thingies
"da voodoo veau, she'll put a spell on you"
Gatehouse
Connecticut


Yeah, mine's a pint


Exasperation
Decadent
heartbeat

I drank a 500ml regular Coke today., dinner was way too early..  and I saw a couple of ass cracks sunbathing..; there's nothing funnier than a beach full of.. wind breakers, the contents of a home and leather shoes on and around the sand..; by the time I got to the second round-about, the language changed.. noticeably., along with the style of graffiti on show and the 'casual placement' of trash..


Bus pass., bus pass.., anybody need a...



Garment Bags

I was asked "why"., but if it wasn't there, I wouldn't bloody notice it would I.!, duh.. I'm just sharing what's there..- I learned what Jelly Bean was today..  & I checked out a 5D Mark3..
Left yet another letter that will no doubt get me into even more heaps of trouble.., but what the guten tag..


What was Miley Cyrus thinking.. and yet hey, what are we all thinking..? At least I reply to notes.. It could've been a voltage problem.., however., we weeded the hedge.. and my chest's bruised.. I tried pedaling a mountain bike, but my foot's simply not up to it yet..; bugger..

Roll Over Beethoven



Mason Jars

I have to leave at 9.30 in order to get there for about 6 ish usually, but last night I did it in 2 and a quarter.., which just goes to show that when I do it, I do it.. an' Who gives a flying banana about reeds..

Leisure, pleasure and love

Newspapers
Fading Fast

That's the one to wait for..; "I am the walrus.."...and camera bags... - Does it really matter.?

Mushy peas too


Planes, sea-side trains & automobiles.., ice creams, chips and sugary drinks..; there are extra leads/cords/wires., speakers on poles, tents and a white picket style fence..; there are Skodas., uniforms and stages. There are henna tattoos, muffins and beer garden tent thingies..

 
Kerb Appeal


I've seen more steel fences and listened to more brass, walked by more overflowing trash cans and overheard..,

"where are your shoes Emma (?).. and you're going to need your hat young girl..!"..
"b', bu'., but mummy., I only want an ice-cream..!"
"shut up young girl, I don't want to hear it.. ; are you going to cause me problems today."

Dude


This must be the busiest Tesco's around.. judging by the number of bags I've seen.. and NO., NO, I don't want an effing Big Issue.., I just want to walk across the square..; no., NO I don't want a gym membership and NO, I don't want SKY.. Yes, YES I'm into giving blood and YES., YES I'm into your charity too.. ; thankyou for your Mickie Dees and Subway offers.. and for the what's on in town leaflet.. and NO, NO bloody NO I DON'T want a Big Issue., damn it.. NO, NO I don't have a spare 20p and NO, NO I don't smoke and therefore DON'T have a cigarette..; NO bloody NO, I don't have a light either and yes, YES I do like Guide Dogs.., but NO NO, I won't be going paint balling.. NO, I'm not interested in your tester and NO, I don't want a bubble gun.. and NO effing NO, I don't want a Big Issue..; no, I don't have any spare change and no, NO I don't smoke.. It's the large white building with a flag on it, over there.. Oh goodie, we've even got a beer thingy now - Oh, for phuk's sake.., look, I just want to walk over there..!. Please., PLEASE rain..!





Let It Be

The town's ALL about nine red planes., a whole lotta fencing.. and one long weekend full of oohs and ahhs leaving the remaining 51 for film noir., dark content and hotels with inadequate parking spaces.. : Look., no, NO I don't want a Big Issue and NO, I don't have any spare change. NO, I don't smoke either..!!

Too slow



Bureaucracy
Chery Cole's ass., Bruno Mars' height.., positive affirmations & doubters..

HONESTY
is

Thomas James
Kell’E Gallimore
Jelani Bruce
Anthony Biondi



More., more.; please sir, more






 
28's
a
kicker

or
something like that

PERHAPS







I'm
outta 'ere

 


Twerking bounces into Oxford dictionary






Thanks this week go/goes to Simon Hennessey - Tom Donhou - T4 - T5 -  Jake Owen - Jason Knight - Dean Zimmer - Fabian Oefner - Dennis Komsa - Paul Ieti - Cheap Flights and Kayla Smith





Friday, 23 August 2013

Another Week 27 - #California, Car Deals, Zombie Invasion and Blaming The Tea Party..


Batman








My Name's Not Dave
but maybe
you've heard of
Rory Gallagher
TASTE








The Meadow

Saying goodbye in the Meadow..; I drove along a country road today so I could say goodbye.. The feelings one gets are kinda odd really.. I felt a fear., a calmness, definitely an anxiety.; I wondered what I would say, how I would introduce myself, whether I would smile, laugh, wander, look around.. I certainly didn't want to be late, so I headed out early-ish in order to take in the 'views'.. I wanted to park up an take in the meadow. My wardrobe felt comfortable, if traditionally wrong.. I'm not sure what to expect really.., but this whole ride is weird man..- I just haven't done these sorta things very often, infact, not very often at all.. 
There has to be a word, a right kinda word.., but I can't think of one. One doesn't usually associate a memorial with colour and laughter, but man, this was full of it.. The music was turned up, there was applause an' I got to take a very lucky trip back in time.. There was the tall rock star musician and former pop idol vocalist who's voice contributed to Feeding the World and who 'Lay His Hat, wherever' and a lead guitarist who also laid his hat.,  'both' on the rainbow.. Saying goodbye to a box with someone you know in it.,  sucks man..

The stores are stocking different colours now.. and there are coats hanging from the rails.! I stopped by the bowling green..





A Teacher in red

I noticed someone today., standing in the sunlight.. . I used to know this cygnet from my past life, but man, this person grew up into a swan..: Holy toledo Batman.. and that's fer sure..; I noticed her standing in the sunlight (it wasn't difficult, believe me), as  a man notices a woman.., and I wondered.; her elegantly simple red dress gently moved in the summer breeze and her long flowing full bodied blonde locks bounced with a natural style while she kept her eyes hidden behind large dark glasses., but I knew I knew this woman., somehow, from somewhere.. Mesmerized by her slender height, her smooth and gentle tan, her elegantly toned bare arms.. it took me a moment or two for me to finally figure it out..- Saturday., yes Saturdays.! I was pleased I made the effort and scrambled over a bunch of chairs in my casual haste, pleased I eventually and gently touched her shoulder and pleased I distracted her., I was even more pleased I made the awkward., "excuse me, as strange as this may appear, I do believe I., well., hi, my name is...", 'cause her smile lit up and the teenage someone I knew a lifetime ago I learned, had became a woman.. There was a reason after all... My gawd, not only is this woman stunningly gorgeous.., but her heart radiated a total warmth..
.. and my faith in the fact there is someone here, beautifully understated and natural who actually brushes her hair and appears to know how to wear 'an appropriate wardrobe'., is finally restored.. YEAH and praise be..
Being selective rocks




 An early morning appointment took me along the local Sodom and Gomorrah street.; it wasn't that early, but at 9.30am under the perfect morning sun, I thought it was going to be an okay sort of walk but man o man., was I in for a ride.. The early morning stench coming from the bars from the night before adding to the 'fast' food (?)  heave/wrench type establishments made the walk almost unbearable.. Yuck, yuck, bloody yuck.. There's something kinda sad about seeing decay in the sunlight.. Faded signs, peeling paintwork, smashed windows, kicked and broken doors.. and overflowing trash cans become even clearer for those who dare to venture along the stained and littered street.... The four 'people' sat on the bench letting us all know how much their early morning bottle of cider was affecting them seemed a priority in life for them.. Rusted and bent bicycles chained and sorta propped to the green rusting fence also proved there was going to be no limo drive home for those riders.. The well worn doorways offered up further proof that the smokers lounge was at the gateway to a hell.. dude.. and across the street is a new multi-million dollar development in progress which the single lane in each direction street will divide..   If you've gotta have a drink in between your need for a tattoo and a pie, kebab or piercing.,  this is the place of choice.., but just for a heads up, the restaurant is closed due to a fire upstairs- tongue in cheek..; go figure Einstein.


.

I did however.., manage to get my day old new  but faulty charger replaced proving that customer service is alive an' well in the American styled tech' stores.. well .., not really well, but it can be found if you're up for an adventure and you have plenty of patience.. Now, if I was looking for somewhere to buy a can of Carlsberg, sit on a bird poop stained bench, eat a pork pie.. and roll up a cigarette, Sodom and Gomorrah street is the place to be., dude..; it comes complete with smells, odours and plenty of background noises to make a grown man heave, wrench and look for a brown paper bag.....




Fiction Factory~Feels like Heaven

 

Spider bites are itchy motruckers.. an' I've got two of 'em to scratch.. I'm not going to cut my finger nails today.. and I hate spilling the milk from my overly full cereal bowl..- It's funny how people react to letters.. and how can my ankle still be bruised.!


Life is much better with the windows open along with hot water and new socks.  A couple of new (coffee) invites always works the reason to make plans..




The fair's left., let's talk to the ocean

5 floors up and there's a rustling of paper, a question., the water bottle's empty and a towel is slung over the back of a chair.. The door onto the deck is open and I got my day wrong. There's a choice of things tonight..- an art exhibit, or the Quay and I'm right in the middle, logistically..


 License Plates



 I miss handwriting., my P.O.Box and the welcome sign.., but most of all I miss the sky..; oh shoot., the light., a cold beer, a well mixed margarita., the evening walk to the store, midnight reflections on the harbor., the public docks., the canal., the ferries., the yard., the big heavy gate., 100 blocks, 200 blocks, 300 blocks, precious stones and one way streets., the street sweeper., sounds of the waves., paintings .. and blue bowls..




Last minute invites away..  and listening to car doors being shut., Enterprise rentals being fully booked and an EIGHTY EIGHT. label..; seriously contemplating the whole social media ride and hurrying the laundry along the winding road..- I feel exhausted, but my teeth are clean..

Hey Little Girl

Icehouse

"It makes no sense"

 

Boredom

Social., Earl Grey, honey and lemon.., wooden tables and fresh air..; I don't know what I want to listen to., but I know I'd listen to it over there..



 

   

Ouch

27 man

 

it's a done deal

 

 

 

 



 

“If you have much, give of your wealth; if you have little, give of your heart”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks this week go/goes to Paul Young - Jamie Moses - Donald Fagen - Cuthbert Ottaway - Icehouse and Richie Sambora