For the second time in as many weeks I’ve had a dream about David Tennant.
The first dream I had a few weeks ago was highly sexual with me in bed with said Mr. Tennant (in my dreams exactly!). That was quite nice. It has been said by his colleagues that he’s referred to as David Ten-inch – whether that’s actually true or not, who knows? Anyway, the second dream was a bit more generalised and ephemeral. It was basically just me saying “David Tennant – PHWAR!” I was dreaming that I was back home and visiting my sister-in-law who only lives a few streets away from my mums house. I actually DID think to myself, before waking up proper and remembering I was in Luton “I must actually go and visit my sister-in-law. It’s been bloody AGES since I walked to her house.” Well it would be wouldn’t, living some 12,000 miles away! I felt like a right div when I actually woke up. Firstly for the David Tennant part of the dream. I find myself coming round thinking “Man, I’m really getting “into” this bloke ain’t I?” And secondly for my predictability for going for a weedy guy. I’ve always been attracted to tall, thin guys, but only ever ended up dating short-asses. Roger was barely 5 foot 5. Em’s only slightly taller at like 5′ 7″ (not that she’s a guy as such). But really it’s always been tall weedy blokes. I’m not attracted to real muscle-bound types at all. I think blokes with muscles look hideous. Now I’m finding myself REALLY looking forward to next weeks Doctor Who 🙂Happy 100!
Not that I have much in the way of topics for this auspicious post, but Happy 100th Posting on my Antipodean – The Right Side Up blog!!! Yay!
I can’t even believe I’d have 100 posts in me. But it has taken about 8 months to get here. Not exactly one posting a day, but then I made up for some by posting 4 in a row yesterday! When I’m in the mood, I can talk the leg off an iron chair (is that an Oz phrase?). But when it comes to writing posts I have to have no distractions. Which is hard sometimes. Em’s a good multi-tasker, so she can write posts on her blog and do all the other things that have her sitting in front of a computer for 14 hours a day, whilst *I* cannot tolerate having music or the TV on while I’m trying to write stuff out. Until recently we were only using one computer as well, which meant there was a fight for time on the ‘net and because Em uses it far more than me, she naturally just “won out” on ‘net time. It was only when she’d go out for a few hours during the day or similar, that I’d spend more than 20 minutes on the ‘net. Now we have 2 computers set-up (which is SSSSOOOOOO bad), I am spending more and more time on the ‘net. Roughly about 5 hours a day. WAY too long, but you know the old adage…if you can’t beat them, join them. That’s pretty much what I’ve done. Also now ratings season is off on TV in the UK, so TV’s pretty bare at the moment. I think that’s where me and Em differ. She’s the Internet whore, I’m the TV whore. She’s rarely interested in TV these days, and only occasionally ACTUALLY sits on the sofa to watch something with me. Even if she IS interested in something, she might only still watch it from the computer chair, so attached like Velcro to it that she is! Oh, this has SO turned out into an anti-Em rant! lol Not anti-Em, but anti-Em – computer/Internet whore, really. It’s making me laugh referring to it as “Anti-Em”. Makes it sound like she’s from The Wizard of Oz “Oh, Aunty Em, Aunty Em”! In the very, VERY early days of our relationship I did call her “aunty”, before I got all love-struck and got the “hots” for her 🙂 But I digress. No I don’t. This is the most “nothing” post I’ve written! lol Anyway, here’s to another 100 posts and many more (hopefully with better topics, or at least posts WITH topics other than, “hey, I’ve written a load of posts!”). Photo supplied by Pin Shy Avenue under Creative Commons license.Favourite Music Artist – M (part 2)
There were two Oz acts I left off the list, as ‘M’ was getting a bit overcrowded (and I’d forgot about them until later in the evening after I’d added the post).
Mental As Anything.
Midnight Oil.
Oh, I agonised over my choice for Midnight Oil and I just couldn’t decide between these! All I know is that I wasn’t going to choose “Beds Are Burning”, not ‘cos I don’t like it, but because it’s the only song outside of Australia that Midnight Oil seem to be known for.
Oh, to think Peter Garrett was once cool and not a politician! Political yes, but not a politician. I suppose at least he is Environment Minister, but still…augh
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Oh, the irony of this choice of song.
Burger Overkill!
I saw this on TV the other night and thought, “My Lord, no wonder we’re a national of lard arses!”
Documentaries: Sex, Religion, The Moon and Gordon Brown.
I’ve watched a few documentaries on Channel 4 in the last week and it’s had me questioning things and stuff.
I always think about these things in bed at night and say to myself “I must write about this in a blog post” and then never get round to doing it, or go off on a complete tangent and talk about something else entirely. Anyway, the first doc I watched was In The Shadow Of The Moon about the Apollo Moon expeditions. Towards the end of the doc they were talking to one astronaut, Charles Duke about what his overall feeling was at having been one of very few humans to actually visit the Moon. I’m not sure if I’ll remember it ver batim but he said something like…he had an epiphany while up there. He was looking around thinking that this (the Universe) could not have been made by accident and that someone or something MUST be behind it. He had a new found sense of faith. That he believed in God more than ever. He is now the leader of the Duke Ministry for Christ. I just found that weird. That for a man of science (being an astronaut) you would think after seeing what you saw out there in space that you’d be thinking “Wow, what an amazing Universe this is! Surely just one being could not have made all this?!”. Instead he thought “Wow! God did good!” I find it very hard to believe that one sentient being – be it “God” as depicted in The Bible, or some other “higher” being, working alone – would be responsible for the Universe. Religion seems to dispute categorically the notion that the Universe is just random acts of biology, chemistry and physics coming together to make this thing we live in. Yet if there was a defined “beginning” (ie: God created the heavens, etc), where the f*ck did God come from??? I think we, as humans are just another virus floating around. We just happened to mutate enough to grow a brain that works out language and maths and all the mental functions we use now. But it’s probably very infantile in its approach compared to what could be “out there”. And by that I don’t mean God or a God but other alien life. How do we know we’re not just some HUGE mistake? How do we know that this God of ours (if he is to be believed to exist) is not just creating this tension between us (as humans) to force us to wipe each other out? Perhaps “he” can’t be bothered to fix his mistake (IE: us humans) and thought “You know what? I don’t want to eradicate them myself, so I’ll let them do it to themselves”. And for us what seems like has gone on for THOUSANDS of years – a vast expanse of time for us – has just been nano seconds to this “God” of ours??? I’m getting a bit deep here, but there you go. Anyway…on to the next one… Last night there were two docs on. One about Gordon Brown’s first year as Prime Minister. I enjoyed watching that. I was worried it might be heavy, or over-politicised (yes, I know, it was about politics, what did I expect?), but it wasn’t. Maybe I like my politics “dumb”, I don’t know, but I know I enjoyed watching the “review” of Gordon’s year. I was in Oz last year when Blair finally said “good-bye” and Gordon took over. It was weird coming back to the UK a few weeks later and have a new PM in charge. I was holding out SO much promise for Gordon. It was SO great to see the back of Blair! But it’s all gone wrong for GB. Most of it being things beyond his control. Bad floods, Foot and Mouth outbreaks, Northern Rock and the credit crunch. It all seemed to conspire against him. And really, it’s culminated in him taking the decision NOT to have an election at the end of 2007. Something at the time I was hoping strongly that he would do. Because I could just see his PM-ship getting worse and worse for him and that by the time an election was actually due, we’d be getting ourselves a new Conservative government – which is SSOO gonna happen now 🙁 Anyway, the doc was good. Thank you Andrew Rawnsley. The last doc I want to mention was Victorian Sex Explorer. Just looking at the Channel 4 web site for info on it there’s a page that says “All the best bits from The Victorian Sex Explorer”…erm, was there any? This is what I was about to say. I was disappointed. Not because there wasn’t any “sex” in it or anything gratuitous like, but because it was just bland. I really wanted to know about this guy’s life, but it wasn’t so much about him but more about the “things” he explored. Which was fair enough, I suppose, but it was SO inanely done. I just sat there at the end of it thinking “was that it?” I want my hour back!! Well, that was a rant! CiaoFavourite Music Artist – M
I actually do have several artists all vying for position, some a little embarrassing to admit to, but hey, why can’t I have eclectic taste?
So here goes…laugh if you will at some of the choices.
Madonna (I know – not so much the modern stuff – I hate that bloody “4 Minutes” thing with JT) pre 2001 really. I stopped liking her after the Music album.
Kylie Minogue (I know!)
George Michael (Yes!!!)
Morrissey. I love the man’s voice. There’s a melancholy to it that I love.
Manic Street Preachers.
Some Steven Patrick Morrissey for you to enjoy. This song speaks to me…
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Just HAD To Add This!
Just finished watching Team America: World Police and went straight to YouTube to get this video. I know it’s juvenile, but I love it!
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Favourite Music Artist – L
I love, love, love her…
k.d. Lang!
Also love John Lennon (I SSSOOO coulda gone Beatles for “B”) and Led Zep. But my heart belongs to k.d.
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Big Brother 9 – The Circus Has Come To Town!
Oh, my Lord. Another fantastic array of bimbos, himbos, nerds, geeks and freaks have “gone in” for the summer.
Here’s the rundown: Dennis Camp as! Is a dancer (supposedly). Reminds me of an ugly, fat version of Rufus Wainwright. Oh man, this guy thinks he is SO all that! The man is a troll! Darnell Brit born, but grew up in America. Albino. Has been arrested 5 times (like it’s something to brag about) and never watched Big Brother (reportedly). Despite being albino looks really simian. And he is WHITE, I mean REAL WHITE. When he stands next to the rest of the housemates, woah! So far, the only interesting thing about him seems to be his albino-ness. Dale A true knob! The man said in his VT and I quote “If there is fanny in the house, I’ll nail it”! Eeeewwww, repulsive little sh!t! Gives himself 10/10 for looks (dream on buddy) but 4/10 for generosity – no shit Sherlock! Four is probably scaling it up a bit! Kathreya (pronounced without the H, so Kat_reya) Calls herself the “Cookie monster” as she LOVES cookies. Very bubbly, but kinda infectious. Wants to have her gravestone made of cookies so her family can eat it(!) Originally from Thailand, moved to the UK 7 years ago. A bit Little Britain Ting Tong Macadangdang. Luke 20 and a politics student. Knob, but in a different way to Dale, geeky knob. Sexually ambiguous, he likes wearing suits, especially ones he’s bought from ASDA (discount supermarket chain owned by Wal-mart). Mario (real name Shaun) The whole (real name, Shaun) tickles me. Why not just BE Shaun?! He is a serial TV whore. Been on more audience participation shows than you can shake a stick at. Been described by BB fans as looking like a cross between Joey from Friends and Sylvester Stallone. The oldest member of the house at 42. Entered the house with his gf Lisa. Michael Token disabled guy. Was partially blind from the age of 8, been totally blind for the last 10 years. Not sure how he’ll cope in the house and does appear to have a totally unintentional direct way with people. I think he might get himself into trouble/arguments. There are nine other housemates, most of the female and are either chavs, bimbos or chimbos and I can’t be bothered wasting time on them all. The ones I’ve mentioned are the “stand-outs” for me. Anyway, I’ve spent more time on this than I planned to and I doubt I’ll be watching any more of it, so that’ll probably be your lot. I’d like to watch it…just for some reason I cannot really fathom. But most of them are SO wafer thin (not as in physically but mentally), I doubt I’ll be able to bring myself to do it. We’ll see.Goldfinch Chicks!!! ***Cuteness Alert***
OMG!
As I type I can see two goldfinch chicks outside my lounge room window. About an hour ago mum and dad arrived to feed from the nyger seed feeders (goldfinches are constant, daily visitors to our garden), shortly followed by one baby. A young baby, newly fledged, still fluttering his wings, begging his mum to feed him. He sat there on the bird bath next to the feeder, flapping furiously, pleading, BEGGING his mum to feed him. In the meantime brother/sister showed up and copied what mum and dad were doing and got on the feeder next door and started to feed him/herself. All this time, baby number one was STILL begging to mum. He begged for MINUTES, then, finally, she relented and fed him! He settled after that, and gingerly got himself onto the feeder mum and dad were on. He fluttered his wings some more, but mum was taking no notice, so he settled and finally started to feed himself. IT WAS JUST TOO CUTE!! After about 10 minutes, they all flew off. Then, about 15 minutes ago, they returned. Mum, dad and the two babies. Baby number one fluttered his wings for a few seconds, then remembered about feeding himself, got onto the feeder and chomped away. Baby number two was on the other feeder looking after himself. Then after a few minutes, mum and dad flew off and the babies stayed behind. They were out there until just after I started typing this out. They looked a bit lost at times, but kept feeding themselves. Oh, they are just too adorable. We’ve also seen baby blue tits today as well. I even saw a chaffinch as well! When we first moved to where we live now in 2003, we had a regular visiting pair of chaffinches. But, after a year or two, they stopped coming. So to see a chaffinch visiting again is brilliant. The visits have been fleeting so far, but I’m hoping they’ll become more frequent as the summer goes on.And just to keep you informed, no hedgehog in the box for the last few weeks. We keep on putting food out which gets eaten, but the hog isn’t staying in the box. As for the bats…no sightings since that first night however long ago it was now…4-5 weeks ago?? But I keep a look out every night at dusk. The weather hasn’t been the best though lately, so I’m hoping the bat scene will improve from tomorrow onwards (when finer weather is due).
Photo supplied by: foxypar4 under Creative Commons license.