Vent of Hearing

NaNoWriMo

I'm not going to begin to embarrass myself by saying I'm going to enter NaNoWriMo. Whilst there are plenty of words inside me, trying to get out, I've effectively setup a writer's block in my mind. I can conjure up an endless list of tasks and goals to place in front of doing what I really want to do.

I know it won't be very good, that isn't the point. If I thought I'd be any good at writing, I'd have done it a time ago. To write things. To write lots of things. To be creative. There are myths of little old ladies writing novels, stacks and stacks of pages in attics and bedrooms all over the world. They may be rubbish, but there is a concrete, solid achievement.

I've been updating a (failed?) weblog for six months, to stop myself doing what I really want to do. I've been pretty proficient there, but can't write creatively. There are various things I do that do take my time; work, children, wife and house, but I still have time to play computer games, read, blog and watch telly. Why can't I write?

Trick or Treat

Last year, Aquarius talked about Trick or treat. Last night I had three groups of people round, none of whom I'd classify as suitably aged for receipt of treats (i.e. too old). And because I was in an incredibly bad mood I gave them "treats".

One of the three couples (two 16 year old boys) took the oranges without comment, which showed remarkable maturity. I also called them back to give them some money. When the other two groups (one, a girl and a boy indeterminate age, the other two boys, one 16-ish the other 11) mumbled their complaint (oh, they are not so bold after that initial "Trick or Treat"), I pointed out they were quite welcome to come back on Halloween (they weren't really) and I might have something more to offer.

Later, still being in a very bad mood, and contemplating a future Vitamin C deficit, I shot a lot of Germans with a sniper rifle, crashed a plane into the ground five seconds after take off (I'd never flown one before) and got killed by a Panzer tank with attitude.

Yawn!

I think my favourite picture of my daughter is Yawn!.

Which one do you like?

World's Funniest Joke

I feared for clicking on this link in case I died laughing.

But look, there is more that one joke on the page :-

The researchers were also able to pinpoint the funniest moment of the year. People found the jokes funniest at 6.03pm on October 7.

Like father like daughter

Emilia plays on the computer game of her choice: Reader Rabbit