o notorious past

o the notorious past of many many. the constant pressure to live up to a name that you yourself created. to live up to a legend that even you admire in your reminisance.

they will come. the young. they will come, just as we did for those before us. they will be be full of a lack of knowledge (if there is such an expression?), nievity and a lust for pop culture which you will find distastful. they will assume they know hings. they will assume they know the game. they will not respect and honour those that paved the way.

this is the story of the worrld. all destined to look at the youth of today as lesser than our days and days gone by. but why complain, when this is exactly the world we built for them.

Up About town

So I am up about town and figuring out some things. Such as, why do my lotterry numbers only come up when I don't play? Why does the system suck. When will I find a stash of cash? When will I divorce my playstation3?

Candy Clause and the Mistletoe Man

One December day two youths were making their way home from a night of raving when a mysterious man called out to them. Now if this was near a park or some woods they certainly would have fled suspecting a pervert or at least slaped him up first and ask questions later,... well just because. But seeing as it was the center of London Oxford street they gave the old man a chance to speak.

The old man told them of a world the GAME. Not the rapper, but the game which we are all players of. The game that one can only escape with the most extreme of actions............. Marriage.

Now the old man claimed the game is not as it used to be and as it should be. Too many men are struggling to keep their women from the clutches of others and many females complaining of terrible times between the sheets. This was becoming an epidemic. SO what was this to do t=with the two young men? Well, he wanted them to take responsibility, to run the game with pride and return it to its former glory. To do this he bestowed upon them the neessarry skills they needed to achieve the old mans request. What exactly these were the youths iwere yet to find out. Before they could enquire further, the ol man had gone and left them with nothing but a card with a single word on it. A word that sent chills down both their spines and pride to their hearts. "Shaft" was the word. They had been given a mission by the spirit of Shaft and these are the tales that followed this eventful night.

These are the tales of........ well no one knows really. No one has yet figured their names.

New Year Optimist

Another year passes, resolutions are made
And I wonder about the next time I’m gonna get paid
Even more important the next time im gonna get laid
As the pendulum rocks with the passing of days
We grow older and wiser from year to year
As the time passes you seem more inclined to care
You think about the future
Mistakes you made in the past
Whether this girl is right for you?
Will the relationship last?
There’s one thing for certain the time is now
To move forward in your life the only question is how
Big decisions to be made with the consequences unknown
There aint no time machines yet so you can never be shown
Whether she was your destiny that was sitting at home
Or do you face another year of being alone
But this is going too far and I don’t mean to moan
So I must move on and raise up the tone
Coz optimism and opportunity is everywhere - all around
But it’s dormant and isn’t willing to make a sound
So you must go out and find it coz it won’t find you
Sitting on your arse is definitely NOT the right thing to do
You cut your old ties that are stopping your progress
And untangle your love life that is currently in a mess
Make the most of opportunities that are thrown your way
Stack change coz you cant only live for today
The answers you seek may not be found straight away
Ill make some mistakes – ill learn from it so..hey
Anonymously driven by the choices I make
2009 is mine – its gonna be great

2009 arrives huh

So 2009 you are finally here. You have finally shown your face. It has taken me 27 years to find you and behold. I admit there were a few hiccups in my search. 9 years before this I was told that all computers may crash. I have had to sit through countless lessons and lectures as I climbed my way out of the educational circus. I have had seek cash to keep me alive and pushing for this day. The day I find you. And now that you are found. O yes 2009 now that you are found, I am going to make you a mark. A mark as the year the mikman chronicles begun.

You are hear 2009 and it is time to show my hand.

O dear O dear

O dear. What has become of me. I sit here about to go to bed and wandering why?? Why do I have to go to work in the morning? Why do I hate work? Why do all my female bosses bust my balls and my male bosses think I'm great? Why o why?

I feel kinda down and have een told I need a hug. Well I burnt all those hugging bridges a long time ago and I might regret it if the thought of too much hugging didnt want to make me hurl.

I have been told I need some love. Well I burnt those bridges a little while ago and I seeem to regret it by the day.

I have been told I need to get drunk. Well I haven't burnt those bridges and tomorrow might be the ideal time to drown my sorrows and forget about the terrible week gone by.

O der didn't the week start with sooo much promise. O dear it ends with a stare down an empty whisky bottle.

DISCLAIMER: This is not a freaking poem or some crap like that. Just a pissed guy at the end of the working week.

Latest Psycho Thriller

The clouds were grey. The tide was low. The sun tweaked behind the clouds with radiant ,.......

What the heck am I writing. Snap out of it. Last time I venture into high creative writing or whatever it’s called.

So I went to watch bond in action. Turns out I was at the wrong film. Myself and my Mrs. were going to get up and go and find the right screen but was too full up and decided to just watch the movie on offer.

Though I can’t quite remember the name of the movie I watched, it involved a psychotic British agent and his lack of interrogation skills. I think it was a horror movie about a man with unlimited amount of Tuxedos who pops by to murder you if he thinks you have information. Also on the death list was anyone who dared to peak under his trousers.

It could have been final destination 5 or the Return of Freddy Krueger but some research into every film showing at the cinema at the time, shows me that only one film was on. Quantum Of Solace. Hmm. I wander what happened there. I must get a refund or at least demand to see my dear James Bond in action.