being right will not necessarily win any arguments
I don’t care what God said…..
you might be right, but I don’t agree
I don’t pretend to know everything
but I know I’m a lot smarter than you
she was making one mistake in her argument
she assumed that I gave a shit what she thought
why do stupid people think that shouting will win an argument?
ridicule and humiliation might win arguments
but they don’t win friends
it’s damn near impossible for any man
to win an argument with a sexy woman
be grateful for what you have and stop complaining
The world is full of people longing for change; to live somewhere else, to have a better and different relationship, to have a healthier life, or to finally get out of this
fucking lockdown. The grass is always greener on the other side ~ until you get there and you realise it’s pretty much the same as it was where you just left. Longing for and dreaming of the next bigger and better thing, being richer, having a ‘nicer’ partner, having a really cool car ~ well that only makes us discontented, unhappy, and restless.
There are a couple of secrets; #1 is to be grateful for what you have #2 is to make the most of what you have #3 is to protect what you have. OK, that’s three secrets.
If you take a long hard honest look at your life you will probably discover that you don’t actually need much more than you already have. Well, OK, women always need more shoes.
Most of us become discontented, unhappy, and restless when we start to compare ourselves with other people. Your best friend owns a new Jaguar and you’re driving a 10 years old Nissan, and for some perverse reason that makes you unhappy. Be grateful that you don’t have to walk. Make the most of that Nissan; keep it clean, have it regularly serviced, use the right grade of gas. In the meantime your best friend is paying so freaking much for her Jaguar that she uses cheap gas, which will fuck the engine in no time. Your best friend isn’t protecting what she already has. And when the Jaguar’s engine expires she will be walking
That doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t want to improve ourselves, to work harder, to strive to be ‘better’ ~ we should because that’s part of human nature. But don’t compare yourself to anyone else, comparisons are invidious. Life Is Not a Game. There are no winners and losers. We are Born, we Live, and we Die. That’s it.
So live a better life, and being miserable because you can’t move to a 5 bed 4 bathroom home is not living a better life ~ especially as there’s only yourself and your partner to consider. The kids have left home ~ K.I.S.S.
You first of all have a duty to yourself; your physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual health. Work on that instead of worrying about a ‘better’ car, vacation, home…. Of course if you are a woman you do always need more shoes.
it doesn’t like cheap gas
it’s always darkest just before the dawn
Here in England I have only seen the sun this year once or twice this year. It’s cold grey and outside the garret; there’s a mixture of rain, sleet, and snow. There’s something wrong with the medication I on and I’m getting lots of unfortunate side-effects. Not thinking straight. I don’t feel at all well. I don’t feel as though there is anything or anyone for me right now. I have a call out to the doctor….
Perhaps I need a little help.
at least there is one good friend here for me
English told to lock away their passports for a year
no holidays for Brits for a year
buy a sunlamp and some bags of sand
it’s the nearest you’re going to get to a vacation
United Kingdom cut off from the rest of the world
no sunshine holiday romances please, we’re British
we English travel not to escape everyday life, but to escape Covid
doctors say that having fun increases your risk of dying from COVID-19
no man needs a vacation so much as the man who has been in lockdown for 308 days
the only real prison is fear
don’t be afraid to go out at night, learn self-defence instead
Here in dismal grey England I’ve had an epiphany, not religious but perhaps spiritual. Lockdown goes endlessly on and and on and on ~ yet I am not going to waste my time being depressed, negative, and unhappy. What’s the point in that? Depression and misery never made anything better.
Instead of accepting that I’m imprisoned until Easter, at least, I intend to become free, adventurous, and charming again. I will be sexier and enjoy my life and loves more than ever before. People, places, and things I might have balked at, avoided, or eschewed in the past will now be on my agenda. There are a few exceptions to my venturesome audacious bucket-list; all of Africa, most of South America, booze, gambling, and drugs. Other than that I’m going to be bold, daring, and damned happy. Timid security isn’t on my future agenda.
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing. ~ Helen Keller
The thing is, how can I do any of that when it’s against the law for me to go anywhere or meet anybody? Well, I am not against breaking bad laws, and anything to do with the coronavirus is a bad law on its face. But more practically, what can I do right now;
- Use the internet to connect more deeply and intimately with like-minded people.
- Go through my wardrobe again, get rid of anything that’s too dated, unflattering, or of inferior quality.
- Use the internet to buy some better attire.
- Improve my immune system by eating better and more healthily, drinking enough good fruit juices and lots of water, taking the right high-quality supplements.
- Exercise as much as I can, getting my trim shape back, and improving my energy levels. Meditate when I can.
- Get a solid 7 or 8 hours good sleep every night, rest when I feel weary during the day.
- Stretching my mind by reading more difficult and inspirational books.
- Get back to studying art, geography, literature, music, psychology, and sociology.
- Husband my resources until I can get back out there again.
All that means is that I am going to live as well as I can despite this fucking never-ending lockdown.
yoga is great exercise
just you try keeping that position for 5 minutes each side
any umbrellas to mend today?
On a day about umbrellas, courtesy of Paula Light;
I just couldn’t resist this Flanagan and Allen song. So English from 1939, just before war broke out.
You don’t get many double acts like that these days.
Just as well really.
no doubt listening to the Light Programme on the BBC
being consistently bad is hard work
Boris and Carrie Symonds ~ evil or just bad?
There’s an urban myth that it takes more muscles to frown than it does to smile. Turns out it only needs 11 muscles to frown and 12 are used when we smile. Who knew? What I do know is that it’s hard work to be a really and truly jealous, judgmental, resentful, unhappy, and angry liar. It is actually much easier to be accepting, understanding, honest, and open. My empirical evidence for this is that I am suffering from some horrible unnamed illness that has me weary, exhausted, and brain-fogged. Being so tired means that I just do not have the energy for being jealous, judgmental, resentful, unhappy, and angry. Instead of being a negative jerk I’m feeling, thinking, and acting with honest positivity. And that’s nice for me and everyone I come into contact with.
My prayer for today is to ask for help being a good, kind, honourable, accepting and understanding English Gentleman.
Being a bad guy is much harder work than you would think.
Being barred from Twitter for life helps a lot.
Marmaduke never uses Twitter
and he is always a good bear