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Tuesday, 4 September 2007
I'm One Of Them, You Know.
I've just been labelled an INTJ on someone else's Blog. I think it's some kind of psychoanalytical/psychometric term. Not being a big fan of head mechanics, I have absolutely no idea what it means. It could be a euphemism for "git" and then again it could mean that I am a shining example of man's evolution.
Should I throw off my cast, walk down the street tomorrow with my head held high and say to the first person I meet "I'm an INTJ, you know? What do you think of that?"
Alternatively, should I just stay indoors for the rest of my life, avoid any contact with members of the human race and curse the environmental and genetic influences which made me an INTJ?
Please help.
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WEDNESDAY, 21 NOVEMBER 2007
SHORTS DON'T MATTER! 1.
From the greatest programme ever made about association football, Barnstoneworth United FC manager Mr Dainty delivers one of the finest English soliloqiues of all time.......and afterwards, spare a thought for the club steward's wife Vera (YOU ONLY HAVE TO WATCH HALF OF THE CLIP!!).
Monday, 12 November 2007
Not everyone who agonises over their life is a painter. Some of us agonise because we're NOT painters.
....And On the Subject of Great Public Services
I know most of you have heard this marvellous song by those doctors who are the Amateur Transplants......but I think the video is a nice addition. P.S. If there are kids in the room I'd shuffle them out before hitting play.
...There's More
On the subject of those great doctors, here is their version of More Than Words which presents their challenging views on women outside Watford. The very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither, coming from Cumbria, is a huge fan. Again, get those kids out of the room!
Leave Britney Alone, Ok!!!
Oh...........my............God!!!!!
My heartfelt thanks go to BGT for this. I won't say much more, I don't need to. Mr Loony of Loonytown, USA (I think it's a bloke, anyway), says it all. I fear he may be wound too tight for.....well.....well for everywhere, really!
Tuesday, 18 September 2007.
I wish I'd sung this!
For non-Americans, and with apologies to all the smart arses out there who already knew, the FCC is the Federal Communications Commission and it monitors TV and radio output in the States - a sort of broadcast police - while the EPA is the Yanks' so-called Environmental Protection Agency, a body which does exactly the opposite of what it says on the can.
(P.S. We went to the same school, you know? Eric and me, that is, not George, Martha, Dick and Condoleeza and me. I don't think they went to school.)
P.P.S. Please see below if you are I Like The View, Malc or Doris.
To Make You Laugh and Cry
I was listening to this on a Sunday, the very-soon-to-be ex-Mrs Pither is a Catholic, Tom Lehrer is one of my all-time heroes and this is one of his best.............no other reasons.
On a more sombre note (and with thanks to Fish for coming up with this Woman's-Own-passes-the-time-in-the-dentist's-waiting-room nonsense), why not get a computer to tell you that you are a waste of space and your life is a sham of a mockery of a farce? Ok, it's from one of those poxy dating sites but...go on, take the test. You ain't got much to beat!!
Apparently, in my case, "computer say 'no!'"
This Is My Life, Rated | |
Life: | 4.2 |
Mind: | 4.1 |
Body: | 2.7 |
Spirit: | 8 |
Friends/Family: | 1.6 |
Love: | 0 |
Finance: | 5.9 |
Take the Rate My Life Quiz |
I First Saw This When I Was Little - And Loved It! I Hope That Explains a Few Things
Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck
It has been pointed out to me that, particularly for one whose profession is supposedly literary, my language is getting worse. My use of the "F" word is, I am told, far too prevalent and hence loses impact.
To those who share this view I suggest you watch the following:
Tony Blair Isn't a Burglar - But If He Was.........
In the spirit of Gustav Holst's Jupiter and Manfred Mann's Earth Band, I feel like raising a smile today.
The Big Green Thing alerted me to this and, for no other reason than to raise a smile on an otherwise crap Wednesday, I think it has to be shared.
Grantham shall not have him - when he gets out of prison.
Life On The Edge - No Net.
I was wrong when I feared it might be a dull weekend, what with my pals being away, my soon-to-be ex-wife in rehab and only the dogs to play with. How wrong can a man be? This much fun must surely be illegal?
Just click to see the japes and hoots I am having!
Click again to see how things got REALLy exciting!
Tomorrow we're going to chase pigeons.
The Good Old U.S. of A. - Guardians of Freedom and Democracy. Nothing to Be Scared of, Then?
Be honest........
Who fucking cares!!
13 comments:
I'm surprised you don't know this. It means you are a cuddly bunny.
Just tell that you have my full backing.
Arabella,
But surely that would make me a CB? There again, it fits - 46 (NB. 47 in four days time!!) years on this planet and all I have amounted to is a fat rodent!
Vicus,
I was waiting for you. Those initials were, I thought at the time, a God-send for your with. I'll lob 'em up, you bat 'em back.
...."your with"????? Make that "your wit".
Keep your head down mate it sounds unhealthy to me.
I thought a shining example of mans evolution and git amounted to the same thing.
Anon,
I think you're right - it sounds like the result of a blood test.
Hoosier,
A little rant from the feminist end of the ground?
Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging
Thanks Anon,
As I've already said, however, that don't explain much. Does it mean I am an educated member of the a crown court circuit who acts on his hunches but doesn't get out much or talk to anyone......or does it just mean I'm a git?
well, it wasn't me, I never said nothing about you being anything
I know what I said I was, but I certainly didn't say what you were, and anyhow it's all bollocks isn't it (or was that what murph said?)
and what does "git" stand for anyhow?
gorgeous intelligent type?
generous inquisitive totty?
grumpy informative tit?
(no, none of those are quite right are they. . .)
anyhow, when I was young my brother used to say that "git" meant "pregnant camel" (and I've just googled it, and it seems lots of other people think that that is the case too) so if you're a git that means you're a big girl who's got the hump
so there
never said nothing me, you must have read it wrong. . .
*strops off*
;-)
ILTV,
I must have phrased it poorly. By "on someone else's blog" I meant "on the comments on someone else's blog". I know it wasn't you - but just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you!
I like the pregnant camel analogy. That kinda fits. My looks have been likened to those of a camel and I'm not as slim as I once way.
thought you were paid to write! isn't that what a professional journalist does? get paid to write. . .
. . .how could you have phrased it poorly!?
sorry, this is only a blog - I was paid to write once, but you'd never guess if from my spelling, grammar, punctuation (over and under use of) and editing skills (or lack thereof) chez moi
you're right, I'm paranoid - does that mean they are out to get me
YIKES!!
I'm sure you look nothing like a camel ;-) but - far more importantly - can you spit like one! (or is that llamas?)
humps, lumps, bumps: it's all the same once you've hit middle age. . .
. . .well, it was for me anyhow
mwah
ILTV,
You AREN'T paranoid! I can tell you write for a living/used to write, however.You're big into streams of consciousness, aren't you. I'm into streams of bats pee (a prize for the first person to complete that Python line).
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