Wednesday, 7 January 2015

And It's Goodnight From Him


One of my all time favourite British comedy shows has to be The Two Ronnies. At the end of each show usually they'd sign off the first Ronnie saying "It's goodnight from me." And the second Ronnie saying "And it's goodnight from him." I'll always remember that line. And that's kind of how I'm feeling as we begin this new year when it comes to social media.

I think I'm going to give it a toss. Why?

On Facebook I'm a little fatigued and overwhelmed when it comes to pictures and videos of co-called "cute" cats. My God, a cat's a cat. I know what they look like already and I'm aware of their moods. Why do you think I got rid of mine? Then there are the folks that keep telling me what they're eating complete with so-called "yummy" pictures. People please, you really eat that stuff? Then don't you dare share pictures of it leaving your body. Some of those things probably turn into rocket fuel once they're digested.

And blogging? What the hell has happened to blogging? Well it seems all the bloggers are on Facebook sharing pictures of their cats and their dinners. The people's dinners, not the cats. Though nobody seems to be having cats for dinner.

There was a time I had three blogs on the go: a music blog, a political satire blog and my humour blog. Then it dwindled to one and then that one dwindled. There's very little sense of community any more among the folks in the blogosphere. I used to join blogging communities and then after I'd invested the time and effort to stay on top of things they'd just fold up their virtual tents and fade into the deserts of the interwebs.

Nowadays I pretty much blog for myself...and my mother. Just kidding. She's dead. I'm not kidding about her being dead. That wouldn't be right. But she is. Dead. But I'm sure she'd comment on my blog if she was alive.

But the biggest reason I'm giving up on Facebook and blogging in 2015 is my wife. That's right. She bought me a giant pack of underwear for Christmas. She said something about the ones I sit around in all day while I blog and comment on Facebook were getting, um, she said, smelly. Now there's a vision you don't wanna concentrate on for too long. Not that I'll be posting it or anything.

And it's goodnight from me.

This week's Studio30+ prompt was "smelly". No, really, I'm not denigrating Studio30+ or anything. That really was the word they proposed: smelly. Right.



Tuesday, 6 January 2015

Photo Blogging Challenge - December (Am I Late?)

For reasons that will soon become apparent, I missed the deadline for PJ's last Photo Blogger Challenge. But as I sit here in the Canadian deep freeze of -23C I think you'll appreciate my delayed efforts with respect to the prompt Tis the Season.


The season started out normally enough with a bit of a snowfall.


I got the outdoor lights up just prior to our first dump of the white stuff.


And then my wife and I gave all that up and escaped to Panama for two weeks where it was over 30C every day. We golfed.



We spent a lot of time at the beach.



And we enjoyed the gorgeous sunrises.

So that's why I'm late this month. Are you feeling sorry for me yet?

Monday, 5 January 2015

Bibliofile - December 2014/Best Reads of 2014


Well, I didn't hit 100 but I sure came close. After reading 7 books in December when all was said and done I'd read 98 books last year. Like the other months last year, December had it's highlights including books by Augusten Burroughs, Rachel Joyce and Stephen King.

In Dry Burroughs, who wrote the biographical Running With Scissors about his dysfunctional upbringing, again returns to his own life in a very humorous look at a very serious subject: addiction.

The Love Song of Miss Queen Hennessy was a simply delightful read about the woman at the centre of The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, itself a wonderful page-turner.

And finally, what can one say about Stephen King that hasn't already been said. In Revival King returns to form as an intriguing story teller who lulls you in then hits you with a brick in the face near the end.

Here are the books I read:

Dry -Augusten Burroughs *****
Brian Jones: The Making of the Rolling Stones - Paul Trynka ****
Special Deluxe - Neil Young ****
The Love Song of Miss Queen Hennessy - Rachel Joyce *****
Awakening - Ray N. Kuili ***
A Grief Observed - C.S. Lewis ****
Revival - Stephen King *****

Now every one and their dog has been talking about their favourite books of the year, so I may as well too.

Keep in mind these may not all be current best sellers. They're just books I read this year. And since I've been reading for the last 12 months I went with my favourite 12 books of the year, although I kind of cheated because one choice is a trilogy and another is two books in a series. But, hey, this is my blog and I can do what I want.

1. The Goldfinch - Donna Tartt
2. Dark Places - Gillian Flynn
3. I Was Dora Suarez - Derek Raymond
4. The Girl Who Saved The King of Sweden - Jonas Jonasson
5. The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry - Gabrielle Zevin
6. Here Comes The Night - The Dark Soul of Bert Burns
and the Dirty Business of Rhythm and Blues - Joel Selvin
7. The Book Thief - Markus Zusak
8. Stoner - John Williams
9. Before I Go To Sleep - S.J. Watson
10. The Divergent Trilogy - Veronica Roth
11. The Bone Clocks - David Mitchell
12. The Rosie Effect/The Rosie Project - Graeme Samson

How about you? What were your faves?



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