Wednesday, July 26, 2006


Well, everything seems fairly inconsequential after yesterday. Glad to hear that Mister B is having a good time (Mad terrorists not with standing), though the circumstances are a bit unusual (but then, so is he).

I get called a pessimist and a cynic. True. We are born, turn food into poo for a few decades, barring disease and accidents, and then we die; that's about as far as it goes. Anything else is an unexpected bonus. Pessimists are life's realists - we are only ever pleasantly surprised, and never disappointed.

I could really do with a quality shish kebab; one of the real misconceptions of Western living is that a properly cooked Kebab is junk food; not so - grilled lean meat, raw vegetables and unleavened bread is actually very healthy and nutricious meal.

Another update tomorrow.

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