Ridin' through this world...

I'm not a tv person, I'd rather read a good book. But every once in a while I discover a tv series I like and as I usually discover them after they have been on for years I have a lot of catching up to do. So as one with a borderline addictive insular personality I will focus completely on that series to the exclusion of all else in my life.

I have just watched the last episode of season 3 of a show called Son's of Anarchy. I have spent the last week or so watching all episodes of the 3 seasons.

SOA is a US drama series that premiered in 2008. It's about SAMCROW, an outlaw motorcycle club...think Hell's Angels.

The story-telling is fantastic. There's a Hamlet theme going on mixed in with a mafia mob like element that surrounds the club and then of course there's the drama of the complexity of human relationships, all set in what seems to be a small town in California. Even the violence shown, and quite a lot is shown, hasn't put me off the show. And to top it all off, there are a few funny lines thrown in.

Lastly SOA has hands down the best ever soundtrack I have ever heard on any tv program. Every single song played complements the scene(s) it accompanies and the lyrics...wow, just wow.

I'm just going to end by saying SOA rocks and season four can't get here too soon for me.

Title - it's from the theme song of SOA This Life.

P.S - third or fourth post in a week....hmmm...is the drought over?

I believe the children are the future...

Kids...lets talk kids.

There's this rumour going round I don't like kids, the human variety not the animal...though some of the human ones I've come across are no better in behaviour than the animal ones.

But seriously I don't not like kids. I just lack the patience that's required to deal with them.

I need to put a caveat here now, the fact that my niece and nephew are around at the moment has absolutely no bearing whatsoever on my decision to write this post :)

I love Osqd and thankfully they know the aunt they've got and accept me and my rules and quirks. I love them even more now they are getting older and I can relate to them on a level that makes sense. Also they are my family, it's kind of a requirement that I love them.

I will confess though that I barely had interest in them as babies. I mean I loved them in that abstract way you love family members but they were babies and I don't do babies. I can't relate to them. They don't talk, they can't talk...so what do you do with them, how do you know what they want...and they cry all the damn time...for everything...you know..because they can't talk!!!!

But I don't hate babies, I just don't get them. Call me when they turn between 2-4 and start to speak a language I can decipher, I'd much rather 6-8 though when they start to reason properly and understand that tantrums don't work with me....Osqd are such a joy to be with now :).

Also what's with the need of parents to inform you on every single perceived milestone their baby reaches. OMG he/she smiled, they send a picture via bb. OMG he/she sat up, sending a picture. OMG he/she looks so cute in this outfit you got him/her, here's a picture. OMG he/she...he/she...erm he/she...whatever...he/she's alive...did you get the picture?

And then of course I feel pressured to reply to the bbm's, thank God for smileys.

I will take this time to apologise to my friends and family for not enquiring frequently about their kids...it's just well...erm...yeah...I got the pictures though.

Anyway I just thought I'd put it out there once and for all. I don't hate kids. I would like to have kids at some point and BGG I will. And I promise to inform all and sundry about his/her every detail...yep get ready folks cos it'll be payback time :)

Ground control to Major Tom....can you hear me Major Tom?

Is anyone out there? Is there anyone actually reading this blog?

I know a few people have checked it out and a couple of people drop by often, but it's hard to know if there are any regular followers as people absolutely refuse to comment or give feedback. Here I am valiantly overcoming my shy introvert personality and putting my innermost thoughts...well almost innermost :)...on the world wide web and no comments...seriously no comments....note - the SC post doesn't count!!!

How am I supposed to know if my writing (fiction and non-fiction) is good if I don't get feedback. Constructive criticism is always appreciated especially with the fiction posts....please no smart alec pointing out the obvious re the scarcity of fiction posts.

P.S - The lyrics of the David Bowie song in my title doesn't/don't/whateveritslatemygrammarsshot really relate to this post but when I was thinking about a title for the post this song popped into my head. Interprete as you please :)

Also someone suggested I stop with the musical titles. Haven't decided if I will or won't as I didn't intend it to be a pattern but my heads full of music most of the time so that's what comes up when I'm thinking title's. I guess I'll see how it goes.                                                      

Sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door...

It's been a while since I've been here.

A lot of reasons why...been busy, family's around, not been inspired & truthfully just been lazy. But today I was listening to the song Human by The Killers and the line - 'sometimes I get nervous when I see an open door' - struck a chord within.

I hate change, I always have. I get a sick feeling in my stomach when I start anything new - school, work, friendship, relationship etc. I may not like where I am at but for me it's better the devil you know. I hate stress, I like being comfortable and if I'm nervous I'm far from comfortable.

I am also sadly a control freak. I like things just so and if they aren't just so, it feels like my world is off kilter and I hate that. As you can imagine when it's something new it's not just so, it takes a while for you to get your bearings and figure things out. I don't like that, I like being comfortable all the damn time!!!

So how do you live in a world that's in a constant state of change. According to The Killers you 'close your eyes, clear your heart, cut the cord'...me, I prefer thinking worst case scenario and then doing what needs to be done. If worst case scenario doesn't occur, then it's all good and at some point I find my bearings and institute control over my new state of affairs.