Just a guy dumping his short stories and rants on the intertubes.
Remember my last post? Me neither. In a nutshell I said that 3D was overrated and unnecessary. Especially when applied to the movie Titanic. Now, I’ve just met a person that thought the incident with the Titanic never happened. That it was just a movie. Brace yourself.
Fairly sure. I don’t have nearly as much money as her. I’m a guy too which adds to my claim.
3D. That’s the new thing isn’t it? Alice In Wonderland 3D, Star Wars 3D, Titanic 3D, … So realistic you can actually feel the money being sucked out of your wallet. It’s the exact same thing. The exact same story, the exact same actors in the exact same setting. Only with a pair of, uncomfortable I might add, red and blue glasses on your face so the walls appear slightly further away.
Fancy words piss me off to no end. The unnecessary kind that is. The kind you say just to sound smart or to make your product seem more fancy than it is. Something restaurants tend to do. If you go down to your local restaurant and order a nice plate of cabbage stew with some sausages you pay about 5 euros. Go to another, fancier one and you’ll order a plate of ‘Ragoût de choux avec des saucissons de porc’ and suddenly you’re 14.50 euros lighter. Whilst you’re getting the exact same thing.
In my previous blog I ended a paragraph with the edgy statement: “religion may be a bit daft in the head but even a crazed mad man can happen to blurt out some truth from time to time”. I feel that statement was a bit harsh. Here’s why.
I was having a leisurely stroll when a man came to me and said: “Hey, got a spare coin?” I’ve always had some form of guilt because I’m a white middle class male. Therefor I’m basically programmed to be sorry for other races and those less fortunate than I am. This man was a bit of both columns. A black, old man who had nothing but the clothes on his back and the small cup he held his change in. So I gave him whatever small change I had in my pocket and went on my merry way.
This is the story of Dave. Dave never was the sharpest tool in the shed. He never went to school. Heck he never had any education to speak of. But he was a hard worker and since he didn’t have a proper job he was available all the time. So Dave always helped out the people who had need of him. Sadly he could never say no either. His friend Joey knew this. He wasn’t truly his friend, he used him. Whenever his car broke down Dave would be there to help. If Joey needed some plumbing done he would be ready to jump in and help. But he never noticed that Joey kept him around only for those moments. They never really talked. Only when Dave did a bad job. He’d get the blame for it.
