Turn The Page

So it’s been a while since my last post. Work has kept me pretty busy and the flow of creative juices has been diverted elsewhere (for some reason that came out a rather bit more messy than intended). All that being by-the-by it has been brought to my attention that most of my posts revolve around rants and/or have rather pessimistic undertones.

Undertones?…bah! who am i kidding? This blog has “half empty” written all over it. In some cases the existence of the glass itself is in question.

Either way, we reach my point. an overhaul is in the works. maybe I'll adopt a more optimistic approach. The brutality of the real world leaves no room for idealism. So, to usher in the new age i present to you:

Awesome how it’s in keeping with the whole ‘chicken’ theme ‘innit?

apart from that, i have, in an effort to prove to a friend that there is no word in the English language that rhymes with ‘orange’, discovered that, ironically, there is no rhyme for the word ‘music’.

Also that timeless classic “Summer of ‘69” by Bryan Adams does not tell of a particular season of a particular year but instead, the song is one cleverly concocted sexual innuendo. It involved a girl named Summer.         

…Now you see?

Finally, in a rather interesting turn of events, while i mused why the phrase “the early bird gets the worm” never featured the early worms point of view (who, rather unfairly, gets eaten) I stumbled upon the fact that the continuation to “the early worm gets the worm” is… “but the second mouse gets the cheese” so it seems every silver lining has a nice dark cloud of despair.

Yeesh…once again with the gloom.

Nevertheless for those who crave the cynicism fret not I'm sure my sardonic alter ego shall return (as he did, ever so briefly, above) to post another long-winded rant on say…how annoying it is that all the cows I've seen aren't the quintessential black and white ones but rather come in all sorts of hues.