And candy canes and silver lights are go. Christmas adverts are already established on the TV sets of the nation, and love them or hate them, it is now only three days until the run-up begins with Advent and calendars are opened across the country. It is the festive season soon, a credit crunch Christmas as some jobber in the media will term it, with the usual shopping rush and midnight ambulance services. All it takes is a brief line of a Christmas advert to sprout that shit out of my mouth. Which is what blogging is all about I suppose. Probably.
Imparting knowledge to the younger generations should be another part of every educated human being's life. I arrived late to the bus this afternoon and whiled away the journey giving a bunch of 11 year olds a much needed education in order to raise awareness that the key to the rest of your life is in your trousers. It's refreshing, morally sound and probably a good deed, educating the masses, do it today.
Seeing as this blog has no rythm or flow so far I suppose I should try and implement some, like the finesse on a rake or the varnish on the rough farming implement, the lick of paint on a tractor. No clever turns of words, or nuance between each sentence, no subtle allegory of love through a chess board. Just a load of shit patted into squares and lumped below a picture of some bubbly, which seemed to have crept it's way into my 'My Pictures' folder somehow. My determination to head every blog entry with a picture from that depleted folder seems doomed already, and it may need replenishing at some point. Rambling, rambling, rambling, you can only every stop when your in mid-flow and realise what you're doing. There I go again. See? However, when blogging I assume you have to check yourself, realise you're doing the right thing, and carry on regardless. It really annoys me when my English teacher bangs on about how I shouldn't comma before an 'and', alright, if it's a list, but it has no flow, no substance, no subtle break between the rythm of a piece of writing. The comma is essential. You gotta believe me.