Tuesday, May 15, 2012

NEW FRIEND FROM GLASGOW





Robert
I am a 32 year old Scottish, deaf, gay man.  I came across your blog some time back and find myself returning often to see what the bizarre nutter from across the pond is up to.  I find myself having a good laugh more oft than not and think of you as a nutter in the nicest of ways.  Having been deaf from birth, am sure that losing hearing after a lifetime of sound must be very hard to deal with.  I think you are dealing with it very well and hope that you continue to do so.  I admire your courage and positive attitude.  Feels a bit strange to be sending you a mushy fan letter but for some time have wanted to contact you and let you know that you have a friend in Glasgow.  Is it alright that I consider you a mate of mine?  Have you learned to sign? I am on skype and would be happy to chat with you, or teach you how to sign so that we could chat.  You have a very open and readable face and think it would be rather easy to teach you and have very interesting conversations.  Knowing that you like to get unusual bits in the post, have sent you this offering about Scottish Friendship, hope you get the meaning of without feeling put upon.  Have sent you an invite to skype with, when you get ear sorted out and want to spend time chatting again.  I feel a bit silly about writing but want to let you know I would like very much to get to know you better.  Another reason I took to your blog is that we share the same name, Robert, a good name to have in Scotland.



1. When you are sad – I will help you get pissed and plot revenge against the bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue — I’ll try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile — I know you’re thinking of something that I would probably want to be involved in.
4. When you are scared — I will take the piss out of you every chance I get until you’re NOT.
5. When you are worried — I will tell you stories about how much worse it could be until you STOP WHINING!
6. When you are confused — I will try to use only little words.
7. When you are sick – Stay the hell away from me until you are well again.
I don’t want whatever you have.
8. When you fall, I will laugh at you, you clumsy arse,
but I might help you up.
9. This is my oath…. I pledge it to the end. ‘Why?’ you may ask;
Because you are my friend.
Friendship is like pissing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.


“Taking the piss” out of someone means teasing them.
Piss is important. When you hear the word a lot, you’re no longer in England; urine Scotland.


The old geezer is very touched by the email received from a reader.  One can never have too many friends and this chap sounds as if he might be brilliant to know.  Mind, the offer to learn how to sign is most generous and would come in handy down the road.  Never thought of using skype to sign but can see how it would work.

What the email proves is that me blog has opened up a huge world to.  There be some who think spending so much time on is a total waste and one never actually meets 'real' people.  What a load of tosh that is.

Monday, May 14, 2012

MORE 'SLURPEE' - LESS CALORIES


Nutritionist Neal Barnard said that while the smaller calorie count may have waistline-conscious diners excited, nothing has been added to the 45-year-old drink to make it any more substantial.

'Slurpee had zero nutritional value then, and has zero nutritional value now,' he told USA Today.

'Now it's just a different kind of junk food.'


Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2144274/7-Eleven-make-lite-Slurpees-20-calories-drink-effort-appeal-women-20s.html#ixzz1usXGkwGo

CHICKEN DANCE CHAMPION RETURNS

"Youngest Roomie" Returns
There are times that the gods throw a real gem me way.  Today is 'National Dance Like a Chicken Day'.  What, you clever folks have never heard of this holiday?  Might well be due to where you hail from.  Alan comes from Chicago.  The home of 'dead voters', Oprah's Diet Farm and the all time champions of Chicken Dancing.

Gentlemen of the orchestra, a little Chicken Dance music...


How funny is that?

Alan has been busy sorting out things to be able to return to lovely Reno.  Been gone for two months.  During which, the old geezer has kept him aware of what is happening in the place he will be calling home.

The old geezer is quite fond of Alan.  Sort of grows on you, like a fungus in the shower, Alan does.  His dry wit is so very British and one waits with bated breath to hear what gems he will post on me blog.

Mind, Alan is one of the gems in life one would have missed if one were to be closed minded to.  One has to draw out Alan.  It is well worth the effort.  Rather think that the old geezer will be keeping Alan in loop for long time to come.  Alan makes me laugh and think.  How special is that?

Rather think we need a little more music...

Sunday, May 13, 2012

FROCK SHOCK IN NYC


The snap is of Marc Jacobs, an American fashion designer, who was listed as one of the 100 most influential men in America by Time magazine and 12th on the list of 50 most powerful gay men in America by OUT magazine.  Fancy that...

Must explain how a chap could show up at charity event in a frock and get away with it.  Do you think the old geezer could do such a thing?

The frock is see-through.  Thank heavens that Marc had the good sense to wear boxers with.  Less than that would have been too much to take in.

This old geezer is much taken with the footwear.  What large buckles, that seem to sparkle ever so brightly.  Wonder if they transport Marc somewhere magically if he clicks the heels three times.

Will the Duchess of Cambridge order up one of these daring frocks???