Game of What the F***

So I'm coming to the end of the 1st episode of Game of Thrones and feel that some very genereic commentary is needed.

Love it. The 1st 15 mins provided me with the boom that I needed to get me engaged. 15 mins after that I got my first proper nudity. Get in. Lots of death, lots of hedonism, lots of subjugation of women. Just because I enjoy the show doesn't mean I agree with its moral standpoint, though!

Loving the fat Sean Bean and the fact that most of the actors are pig ugly. I may have got this  wrong but there seems to be one male member who is attractive and speaks like a yank! Double you, Tee, Eff.

I was given a sage piece of advice from a mate and that was to not get too attached to the purdy ladies as they will almost certainly be killed. Brutally.

I'm ok with that. I will just imagine them being my ex-girlfriends.

To Infinity and Beyond....

Ok, I'm back. With the usual semi-funny posts (he-he I said semi), ridiculous sitcom and film references, slightly funny one-liners and running training updates (Amsterdam 2014 ain't far away). You may get some social commentary. You may get some sporting analysis. You will definitely get some tv reviews.

Some potential titles of future posts

• The story of how Scientology buggered me (and how I was raped by L. Ron Hubbard)
• The death of the apochryphal tale
• My Ex girlfriends and other animals
• Judge Rinder v Judge Judy
• Cramp. Why did God allow it?
• Why God doesn't exist.
• Mary Berry. I know. But I still probably would.

Speaks for itself

I promise I will never do this again...

Time to be honest. As this probably won't be the funniest post I'll ever make I'll try to put some random naughty words in to keep people entertained. Special prize for anyone who gets the hidden one.

I understand that depression is different for BOOOBS everyone and so anything that I say is only limited to me.

I want to prefix this post by explaining that, although I haven't yet managed to get any counselling, I have had a lot of success BUM with the self help of being open and honest with everything.

Oh, where to start.

I'm tired. So very tired. I've had recent periods of time where sleep wasn't even an option. Fight Club had it correct. "Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy". I've dealt with insomnia FANNY HAIR since I was about 18. You wake up and then you stay up. You stay up until you finally crash. then you wake up and stay up. You never catch up. Sometimes feeling a warm body next to you can help but, for many reasons, BELLEND that won't happen soon.

I'm tired. And my sense of humour finds it harder and harder to fight off the demons who plague us. My lethargy stops me exercising (which affects me most of all).

The drugs do work. I sleep a little better DICKSPLASH and what I'm naturally feeling is clearly blocked and replaced by what I should be feeling. You have no idea how this makes me feel - largely because I cannot describe it. The tears in my eyes tells me that I might RIMMING need to change the medication. Again.

I wanted to make this a long post EJACULATE but this is enough (long enough without proper jokes).

What the **** were you searching for?

Very quick post to show you something I just noticed. One of the great things that blogger/blogspot does is tell you what people have typed into their search engines and subsequently clicked on my blog.

As of now these are the searches that have done so. They speak for themselves:

Win it Cook it Screw it Lose it

Never one to shy away from a review of a new cookery show, Win it Cook it made it's way onto our screens yesterday.

I am a massive fan of Simon Rimmer (he's Simon Simon Simon Rimmer without him life would be much dimmer) (some people will appreciate that reference). Loved him on Something for the Weekend, Sunday Brunch and his one appearace on Fighting Talk.

But. He should be a chef, first, and presenter, second. I like that he's branched out to do other things because he's a talented guy. But when you have to pull in another chef (the lovely Glyn Purnell) to do your food analysis you need to have a look at where your bread is buttered.

Anyhoo. The show itself I'm not sure about. What clearly happened was that a group of execs got together at C4 and said "welll...we've got this late afternoon slot going and we need to fill it. What do people who are watching at that time want to see?". "Countdown?". "Nah, that's on earlier". "Secret Eaters?". "Nah, old people don't care about their diet". "So, what've we got? Cooking, quizzing, that's what we'll do!!!"

So that's what they did. They combined Ready Steady Cook with a random daytime quiz. It may become ok with a less X-factor style background track and once they have all calmed down. But my experience with this kind of show does not bode well.

For shame, Rimmer.

BTW the one moment of humour was near the end when Glyn Purnell appeared to say "Fish Dick". Hurr.