The huge card file which is the cranky centre of my brain is stuffed full. Well not exactly full, there's still plenty of room; but the past almost 4 decades has seen it heavily populated with all manner of stupid, banal, dumbass, unconscionable acts that I've witnessed over the years. And each happy day sees one or more glorious episodes added to the collection.
Now my problem is where to start; which of these many pearls of impudence should I entertain you with first. I guess I'll just pick one at random from the catalogue.
But before that, I suppose I had better answer one question: Why?
Why this blog? Of all the pointless rubbish I could scribble on the gargantuan toilet wall which is the internet, why focus on things that sh*t me to tears? Well I think the answer can be best summed up by the conversation I had with my missus (bless her heart).
TVCM: I've started a blog of crankiness.
Missus: How come?
TVCM: My therapist said it would be very cathartic.
Missus: Since when do you have a therapist?
TVCM: Well I don't; but if I did, I'm sure that's what she'd recommend.
Missus: Your therapist is a 'she'?
TVCM: Aren't they all?
So there you have it. Stay tuned...
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2 comments:
JQ, do you like cars?
If you're as cranky as you say, maybe you should have auditioned for the Australian version of Top Gear and given Jeremy Clarkson a run for his money.
Great Blog,
Pommy
Didn't think of that!
I was gonna bitch about that Cockney git on the blog, but I can't think of anything bad about him... maybe I'll do Gordan F**ing Ramsay instead.
Thanks for the comment!
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