• The passed two years haven't helped me to readers who leave me comments telling me they at least read my blog. That's okay, tho it hurts... editions in red...blogger gives now the possibility to check how many times your blog has been read. It seems people do find my blog, but don't leave comments. Gee thnx people! Or they still don't bother to read it. Turns out, most of the visit counts come from bots using my blog to only further their own advertizing. Bots have lots interest since I don’t post all that often anymore. Might increase again. Nope, no more readers. Which is a good thing since I hardly ever write a post these days.
• My computer is not ready to log on to the rkop-chatbox...still not after two years, but who cares..I don't at least...I hardly ever visit RKOP these days and I forgot what chatting is (j/k) What's RKOP? (j/k) What’s a computer? (j/k) Huh, what!?
• The new sound boxes I bought...SUCK! With a Capital SUCK and an exclamation mark...still do...still do, but I bought new ones which make me happy...The sucky sound boxes are now near the end of their lives; one has already given up completely. I'm thinking of buying a new set for in the bedroom. Now my good boxes are slowly joining the choir of dead sound boxes. I'm thinking of buying new ones for in the livingroom and for in the bathroom and maybe for in the bedroom. I still own those good boxes; they’re now in my bedroom. I bought really bad boxes for in my bathroom which produce some light and bad sound. I now also added a bluetooth version in the bathroom. In the livingroom I’m using my friend’s old boxes which have a heavy bass. Unchanged situation.
• Dennis Morris and Charlie Mingroni -without the ‘e’ at the end. I can also spell "Gyllenhaal". …and Garfunkel…I can't however, write "Roy Hal...Hall..H-hh...Hal-Halee?" Oh, fer chr...!!! Halee...I think...
• I was up at 7.00 am this morning....I could have been....I was awake and up at 7 am to empty my bladder, then went back to bed to play the Sims FreePlay. Bad (bed?) me. I was up real late. I really need to change my life rhythm. Maybe try getting up at 8.00 instead of 9.30. I'm pathetic. Nope, still pathetic (got up at 9.20), I just don’t care anymore. Actually, got up at 8.00 am today. There might be hope for me.
• I reviewed my passed two years using my review from a couple of years ago which I recycled as well...I actually took the time to review several lists and brought them back together in a list that lists what is applicable now. I used that last revised list, see the link below. Still old list. Might add another point. Yeah...why would I change the list?
• I'm too lazy to write a completely new review...I thought it would be funny to use this list again...See previous addition...and again. I'm wondering when this stops being funny. I might have reached that point already. Personally, I still think it’s funny. I love the fact I can now trace the history of a personal futility; my speakers. This is now a habit really. No concern at all if it's funny or even read by anyone but myself.
• I hate the font I used for this list. Maybe I should change it. I did start to use more colours; might get a bit much after a while. For the sake of stupidity and to clearly mark the additions, I added green. If it hurts your head, send me your address and I'll reply with painkillers.
Old list in June 2016
Tuesday, May 30, 2017
Anti-Heroes 2
Last October I wrote this: Anti-Heroes
This is one day before my next Holiday and I'm slowly pushing work to my colleagues. At the end of the day I decided to read an interview with Ray Phiri, once Paul Simon band member. He had sad memories about Graceland; not the credits on the album he wanted, and other things he didn't really go into.
In the previous Anti-Heroes post I wrote about how things like this used to affect me, but how I had grown up. Yes, it's easier to step over it, but it can sometimes still affect my mood. I'm not the friendliest person on earth, it really takes an effort on my side, but after reading crap about either Simon or Garfunkel about their lovely personalities, it sometimes comes out as frustration and rudeness. Being polite then is even harder and on top of that sunny disposition...well, you get the picture.
Anyway, it doesn't matter, as long they're not boring me with their crap.
This is one day before my next Holiday and I'm slowly pushing work to my colleagues. At the end of the day I decided to read an interview with Ray Phiri, once Paul Simon band member. He had sad memories about Graceland; not the credits on the album he wanted, and other things he didn't really go into.
In the previous Anti-Heroes post I wrote about how things like this used to affect me, but how I had grown up. Yes, it's easier to step over it, but it can sometimes still affect my mood. I'm not the friendliest person on earth, it really takes an effort on my side, but after reading crap about either Simon or Garfunkel about their lovely personalities, it sometimes comes out as frustration and rudeness. Being polite then is even harder and on top of that sunny disposition...well, you get the picture.
Anyway, it doesn't matter, as long they're not boring me with their crap.
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