Ignorance is Bliss

I was talking with someone the other day about the TV show Lost. He’d never seen the show and wondered if what he had heard about it is true. What he had heard that it was an equally weird and irritating show which offer more questions than it does answers. So that got me started, and once I got started, the public perception of Lost became, for me, a symbol of the gradual breakdown of society.

I watch the show, I love the show! Do I care about the answers? Of course! But I’m in no rush to get them. You’re watching a story and the story is about the journey just like any other story. You’re not supposed to have the answers – if you did there would be not story! You don’t flip to the end of the book and you don’t ask what happens at the end of the movie! But see there’s the problem – even as I type this you’re turning over those pages and you’re asking that goddamn question.

The books stay on the shelf because you’ve not got the patience, or the stamina, or even the will to enjoy the journey anymore. You hate the films that ask questions because you’re too lazy to wait for the answers – Stick on Scary Movie 9 instead. And when you find something on the TV that keeps you guessing at every turn, gives to adventure, romance and suspense you click the channel to some more Reality TV and fire another bullet into creative storytelling. And the funny thing is – you loved that show! But shouldn’t it be done by now? Why won’t it tell me what’s going on? How come they’re not all dead like I read in The Sun that time?

Pick up a f***ing book, watch the f***ing movie, enjoy the f***ing show, and for f**k sake don’t ask if we’re there yet, just enjoy the scenery. Trust me – it’s better than any national karaoke, dance or modelling competition out there. And it’s sure as f**k better than watching some dipshits being thrown out of a goldfish bowl.

THIS WEEK
I Watched: - The Dirty Dozen, Grindhouse Presents: Planet Terror.
I Read: - The Fourth Hand by John Irving
I listened to: - Five Men in a Hut by Gomez and The Essential Bob Dylan

Destruction of Property

This week Michelle and I were getting some new furniture for our bedroom from my Aunt Liz and Uncle Dave. Dave and Liz moved home from America last year and are now moving again into to a fully furnished home they had built. Fully furnished means that all the furniture they got when they left the US was now useless to them and up for grabs.

Now see if you can spot the difference in items in the next paragraphs.

Michelle and I took a half day to rid ourselves of the old Argos cheapskate range furniture we bought when we moved in. We took apart two sets of drawers, two bedside cabinets and a computer desk, the parts of which were promptly picked up and disposed of by the Cleansing Dept the next day.

The original plan had been that my Dad and I would go get the furniture in his van, but as it turned out my father would not be back from his holiday in time to collect the good before the move. This is the part where my good friend Gareth sets in. After much scrambling by Michelle, her Dad, her Step Dad and myself to try and hire or obtain a van by any means all it took was one phone call – the first time we had spoke since his wedding in July – Gareth said he would help us out. The guy is a diamond. I look at him now and I see him in pants and a cape. You know; like a superhero!

So me and the superhero go and get the stuff and it goes much faster than I thought in no time at all we are moving two new sets of drawers and a computer desk into the flat. So did you spot it? I’ll give you a minute… … … … … … time’s up! Yes that’s right – we didn’t get new bedside cabinets. Not only did we not get bedside cabinets, there was never even any discussion of us possibly getting bedside cabinets. This means that Michelle and I, with full knowledge though hazy memory destroyed two perfectly good pieces of furniture. This also means that our cost free bedroom remodelling will now end up being costly.

It’s not so bad, and “costly” is quite an exaggeration for the price of bedside cabinets. What really worries me is that the few times I do now write my blog the stories all have the common theme of my idiocy. I think I’ll try and win an award and write about that.

‘Till then

THIS WEEK
I Watched: - Heroes Season 2 (episodes 1 &2).
I Read: - The Straw Men by Michael Marshall.
I listened to: - Lennon Legend – The Very Best of John Lennon