would really like to blog something substantial and meaningful, but would also really like to crawl into bed with my wife - guess who wins MR INTERNET!!!!!?

Staying on a central theme about... no, fuck that, I want to rant about having to spend three hours in the middle of the night in cold, dark, cute Roskilde, and cute is used in that sickly sweet Japanese kind of way - not to go into details, but the conductor of the train closed the doors on me and wouldn't let me on - I was angry, to say the least - after a 14 hour shift, and there I was, stuck in Roskilde - cold, dark, closed apart from the 7/11 (and a big thanks to Ally, free coffee, though I needed no more, and a swap of manly lies that we males always rely upon when not wanting to give too much away but at the same time portray a sense of control and fulfillment - portray being the operative word) ...but a rant? no too tired, maybe tomorrow after I smash a little piece of something connected to the Danish rail system - thinking of a poster perhaps - nazi train conductors wanting to get home after a hard days graft not allowing any more "delinquents" onto the crammed train - "NO, we shall be back in the morning - I don't to transport you - not yet anyway"
Bed calls.

playing around after having done a radio show - but off to bed soon - here is a quicky poster where i distorted a scan of a paint cleaning rag - also included is the original scan - oh the power of photoshop - just trying to get and make ideas of what to do with all this shiote i have lying around - is there a way to sell orginal works over the web so that designers can use them for whatever they want? There must be - that deviantart site perhaps - but do i want to sell them or should i keep them and make stuff of them myself - both!!!!

the font is heiti medium - and if you want to get any of these things, you must PAY! You think i do this shit for love???? well...

whenever i click on the next blog thing at the top, i get a revolving selection of blogs about addiction and its treatment - has this something to do with my writing about quitting smokin?
If you search for a blog about addiction, do you get mine in with the others? Haha bloody ha - so kids, i strongly recommend a psychedelic experience - at least one, and if you get hooked on that shit, then blame your parents, or lack of them. As for smoking, you will be addicted by the first cigarette, your mouth will taste like shit and you will have to pay cash - but you will look so cool and it is a big fuck you to the grown ups - for the ones who smoke and the ones who don't, but especially for the ones who do, cause they know how stupid it is but will not admit it to themselves - to you, yes, but to themselves? - that is the addiction, subtle but persuasive...
alcohol? tough one - it can get you and it may not - the risk is yours.
smack - don't know, never been there, but any real smack head musician (and that doesn't include the skin pricker Richards) has always ended up in an early hole, whether by the needle itself or power hungry rock n' roll wives - mention no names.
Coke, never had the money nor the will to be a prick - i am a big enough prick not needing a prick enhancing stimulant. (prospective employers reading this, i am extremely self deprecating and not at all being serious - until the Christmas party comes around!!)
So there you have it kids - my quick run down to addiction of substances - but guess what, there are a load more addictions out there that can turn you depraved or despised - X Factor being one of them - I mean, 40 thousand people here in denmark went to see the finale live at the national stadium - the biggest finale show put on in the world - out of a country of 5 mil, and now many watched on TV - seriously, is there really that much baby sitting money doing the rounds?

have been playing with the look of the blog for the past hour or so and this is as good as it gets - bejebus.
Here is a little picture of what I am trying to accomplish with the tools at my disposal - ahhh bollocks to that!! upload failed - file too big or something and i couldn't be arsed at this precise moment (but am interested to see that "arsed" doesn't trigger the spell checker - yeah, point to be made - why are swear words not included on mobile feckin phone dictionaries? (though the word "feckin" does trigger said checker) I will, on average (shhhh this is a wild guess - no data has actually be collected) swear in one in every 2.3 sms's (sms's also triggers) so nokia et al, get it together and make my swearing life easier)...
so, where is we?
yeah, picture, now i am in the mood to try again... so that one you are looking at above - that is the picture i was trying to ..... i am sure dear reader, you get the order this has all happened as cpmpared to the layout of the post itself - so you have seen the picture before yoiu read the bullshit - and if you have any sense, you would ignore the bs and just go straight to amazon to buy my book - here is the link.... ahhh, got ya! all in good time - again, another mess of chronology.

was asked today during a class whether i/we kept a blog. I didn't put my hand up (due probably to laziness). somebody who did put their hand up was asked what they "blogged" about - i can't remember their reply(again, due to laziness) - but it started me thinking about what i blog about - and if you have read through any of the posts in a chronological order (unlike me, again, laziness) you will find that i haven't kept any sort of thread, apart from myself, running through the posts.
perhaps there was at the start when i was using the site as a kind of catharsis for quitting smoking, but since i quit smoking how ever many moons ago, that use has been extinguished - pardon the pun.
And there was the thought of using it as a place to show my output - that i think is still the most viable option.
Or I could just use it to rant and rave against everything that is advertising and marketing - while at the same time trying to get a job in said industry - the reverse psychology shtick...
Or damn, a mix on the two - a Mcdonalds arches in famine stricken africa - that fucking purple dinosaur witnessing the assassination of bobby kennedy....
Ideas welcome...

So then, what is depressing me today? The weather? The state of the nation? That brings me to the fact that i will never see new order live... damn, another opportunity missed.
And what is there to be happy about? The weather? well, on that score i saw, or to be more precise, had pointed out to me, the first sprouts of spring in the form of crocuses at my daughters' school - it gave me pause for thought that time lingers on and we are the passengers - ahhh, but i did get to see iggy pop, a couple of time even and definitely before he started gardening and car insurance adverts - "oh iggy, why you? If you are broke we could have had a whip round, we would have found a way, a budget plan and a sympathetic bank - but why oh why oh why did you have to do an advert - and with a FUCKING PUPPET. Its bad enough doing an ad, but with a puppet? And a puppet of yourself? Hold on, wait, is this about irony? Self parody? Perhaps iggy took the money from the ad men and spent it propping up the junk habit of emo kids in detroit or somewhere - did you, iggy? please let it be so!!! no, you took the money and bought a new sit on lawn mower...ok, just pass me the razor, this post-modern nightmare has just gotten the better of me.... yeah, the weather... cold, sleeeeeeeeep... iggy..........