NOT WATCHING PORN

The weather these last couple of days has been pretty frightful and overnight it was a howling gale and slashing it down with rain. In fact it still is, which means going to the Sunday market has become a non idea. I want to go for a workout at the gym but the weather is holding me back. I am doing what some people may say is procrastinating. So I am writing instead and not doom scrolling or watching porn. Actually I do watch a fair amount of porn, it is generally more pleasant than the news and rarely if ever makes me feel sick. Listening to those liars in suits does, as does the vast majority of the media these days. I guess I have media-itis symptoms of which include a complete intolerance for Bullshit and politicians. How people can still deal with and listen to the rubbish is beyond me, but there again I am not everybody else and now are they me. We are as they say all different and without our differences life would be excruciatingly dull. Just like your average game show, Soap opera or reality TV show, there again some people like this stuff, they like mindless entertainment with celebrities doing shit. I just happen to like painting and listening to the radio, learning stuff, broadening my intellectual horizons and stroking the cat(s) I am an expert cat stroker and like nothing more than having a soft silky pussy in my hands, albeit one that says Meeow and nips me from time to time.

The weather. ( I won’t say outside) Is still horrendous. Chucking it down and the wind howling like a Banshee. The met Office in its wisdom has named this particular storm Bert, as you may remember Bert is a character from the childrens TV show Sesame Street. A thoroughly unprepossessing puppet with somebody’s hand stuffed up its arse. In fact the whole show was pretty crap, but it was American and made for children, which may explain many of its short comings. The Muppet Show on the other hand was brilliant! Anyway I digress. The Met Office and other like organisations have a list of names they give to remember storms, Hurricanes and other weather events by. Sometimes if the event is particularly lousy they then scrub that name: Hurricanes like Katrina are a great example, this was the one that flattened New Orleans in 2005 in case you were wondering.

Yesterday I was seized by mania, went out and bought paint, paint I probably already have but decided I needed anyway. No doubt it will get used quite soon on some project or other, or it may just sit there for ages whilst I dither and ponder and work on other stuff. I want to do some more Oil painting, but to do that I have to move myself to a cat free zone, it is no good as any cat owner will know to move the cat(s) It does not work that way, cats do not like being moved. If you are asking: Why move the cat at all? Cats and paint generally do not mix, cats and oil paint do not mix at all, it ruins the paint and fucks up the cat.

In case you are wondering, the weather has not changed.