I Don't Like Mondays....

I see Bob Geldof has had to cancel 2 shows in Italy on the weekend as he only had 45 people for one of them....

Monday's come around again, all too quickly of course.

The weekend saw the Crows beat the Kangaroos convincingly, however Port Power are desparate to console Daniel Motlop for not kicking a seemingly easy enough goal after the last siren to give them a win. Akermanis from Brisbane is no longer a Lion but who knows if he might end up a tiger or whatever in Melbourne in the new year after disassociating with Brisbane and Leigh Mathews last week.

Otherwise the weekend was very much up and DOWN in a few ways I wish was a hell of a lot more UP. Little contact from sites Friday night until very very late, with one set as a date for Saturday night, meet for coffee and if still able to be around her we would go to the movies. Well let me just say I managed to get to the movies to see Wah-Wah which I/we had no idea of what it was about.

WAH-WAH

So you know it is set in Swaziland...yes goes back a few years even in my time, Set at the end of the 60's as Swaziland is about to receive Independence from Great Britain, the film follows the young Richard E Grant at 12 (Zach Fox) through his parents traumatic separation, till he's 14 (Nicholas Hoult). It is based on true events from Richard E Grant's childhood
A lot of emotions and even some humour at times kept it all together as they moved through the years to see Ralphie come home from Boarding School only to find his father had remarried an American and mum nowhere to be seen, but that is short lived. Go watch it. 3 stars. And only $10 at Glenelg Cinemas.

Dating and past, present, future dreams....Foremost was S telling me not to send her anymore jokes. And I know N is probably wishing I'd be a tad discreet on some them to save his Inbox. That knocked me moreso than I thought for about 2 hours last night. Then I pulled myself together and muddled on to get the ironing out of the way while I watched the Superbikes from Brno, Czeck. Saw some "contacts" come and go through the evening but no conversations so I guess they are passing up on me too.

However I was very pleased to hear from one when I got up this morning as I "smiled" at her to really try and chat to rather than "date" to get an idea of what women are looking for as being a guy and behind a screen you have absolutely no fucking idea. Do they want this or what are they really looking for? Are they just playing about all evening like guys play PC or Xbox games?Well I shall follow her up tonight and hopefully get to know her more. My fragile mind is somewhat going for a positive drive at the moment.

Furthermore that makes me wonder whether a lot more people on the dating sites are in fact suffering more depression than pre-online dating? The reason being they are stuck at home tied to a machine rather than a TV to take their mind of things or even getting out to a sport or hobby or socialising (yes that thing they did pre-sixties)?

How can people ie single people get out to do things AND meet others of the opposite sex in this day and age?

That is a very complex question and no single answer. No doubt some psychology study is under way to make a thesis of this very subject. But only in White America.

Riker out....

Saturday Night Alright

To alieviate the dispair of the recent week I've filed all the Pink Floyd gear away for fear of going totally and utterly into deep depression. I guess it came to me like getting drugs out of the bodily system, after a few hours of work and distraction away from any PF I started to literally cheer up. Then I recalled that whilst I was at IGA I had the same situation when I was listening to PF in the car each day whilst in the throws of breaking up with B and selling the house and all that.

Anyhow to my consolation I've been able to chat to a couple more ladies and have a date for tonight that sounds hot (and those that know me will know what I mean), one that wants to date me (fat chance litterally), and another thats just got to work this weekend (nursie) and hopefully catch up with her more tomorrow night for more of a chat. The latter seems more to appeal on the eye mind you and naturally I would favour that but it all comes down to chemistry, and bodily fluids too....

So we shall see and a report submitted early in the new week.

As for the recent events of the other night, I'm sorry to have sent the email to S, she doesn't need it nor care and so she shouldn't, and to S in UK who I probably babbled on to too much about lost ambitions. To her I will now keep a distance, not literally of course as that goes without saying, but msn will be non-operational and definitely she will be blocked. Enough said.

My thoughts go to mate M who is probably snoozing at this moment ahead of his furore into the realms of some new ladies parlour. Remember mate if you fall asleep don't fight it and stay awhile, just remmebr to not have her eggs fertilised before brekkie. That's if you still have any bacon left !

Strange woman lives next door to me poor thing NOT. She's had the battery charger on her car coz no doubt she will not part with her money to lash out to get a new one, which inevitably she will have to do. When they go they go and don't hold the charge nor practicality for more than a few days in this situation. Bloody women won't do the right things. Puts more into her fucking cats than do something bright about the car. She probably won't go out in it til the morning after a cold night and rain and oh behold the fucker still won't start and she'll have to get the Bloke from the RAA to fix her up.....always the blokes to fix these stupid females.

Anyhow back to the housework as I wouldn't want to make a bad impression if H comes back tonight for a nightcap...oh and just for unicorn so you know the batteries are charged and the tablets will get a test run tonight all going well.

Happy Days are here again.....


Riker out....

Hitting the WALL

Last night watched The Wall and absolutely rapped with it being that I haven't seen the movie for many a years, far too many have passed. Cranked the volume up, downed more JB & coke to settle me in for the night. This film brought out some of those emotions swelling around the sub concious membranes hidden in some dark closet of the soul.

Trouble is by the end of it I was way past bed time and not feeling too pleased with myself. I should've made myself go to bed straight away but no I had to indulge the music of Pink Floyd some more, and more I did. First of the rank was Echoes, naturally thumping out in the lounge. Move on into the computer room and found it on the mac's iTunes. So hey there's a few more albums here so why not get comfortably numb here.

What I am leading up to is my flashes of emotions wishing Sharon was there with me as she loved PF as well, and moved very very nicely to it if you know what I mean. Quite the opposite for my poor old mate N who's better half hates the thought of them.

So I had to do it didn't I! I know and knew I shouldn't be doing but had to email S to let her know I was well thinking of her. I wrote that she was not to reply, and no it wasn't some dark ploy to feign her back just to get a few things of my mind. I shouldn't have sent it. Pity I don't have a recall facility in Mail. What was written was better that, written and never sent to her.

This morning is regretful for that and chatting to S in UK. That I should definitely not have done. In fact the whole infinity and beyond search for a soulmate is all crap. The dating sites are getting pitiful and shit - I think I have to finally admit depressing. All this meat out there and a lot of it is like the shops; some on display to tempt you into the shop, then you get in to find a lot of the merchandise has gone way past their useby dates, and the stock out the back is held back for the fire sales. So the shopping goes on until a good "buy" comes along.

Depression is getting to be somewhat bipolar within. Having the inteligence to know better, sometimes doing better, sometimes doing what shouldn't be doing, and a lot of times feeling well, Depressed. Feel quite fragile a fair bit lately and easily jump to the dark side I know is so easy to go there but hold it together enough not to.....but

Moreso lately I have the stresses of losing S, work is winding up in a couple of weeks, getting JA and A of the dating list too, trying to quit smoking, time on my hands I have to get used to again as I have a fair number of little projects to get done but find the solace of vegging more comforting lately.

That's the story so far for this morning so until then,

Riker out...

Give Peace a chance....and make Love not war

A sad start to get things off the chest so to speak.

My mate N lost his Mum last week and a sad thing to happen to anyone at any time. Alas his mum was poorly and we excused ourselves and this is in no way a reflection immediately but rather generically, that her time was up...she had suffered long enough that quality of life was not there at all. She will be missed by all her family and friends.

I kept that brief as enough is said and nothing can undo what has happened.

In the meantime we have to endure the dramatic escalation of conflict in Israel and Lebanon. As if there isn't enough shit in this world.

I'm probably like a lot of people these days and wonder what the fuck is happening in this world and moreso why are they fighting? I know some of the history of the state of Israel but you have to wonder after all these years, and indeed for how many more in the future will this go on.
There seems a lot of sedition to keep the conflict alive for generations to come, heaven forbid if there is anyone left to murder. Maybe the cynic is it has become a mass industry, get them to drop the babies into kindy training schools and learn how to blow up another human rather than find peace in your own world, within yourself as a member of this planet, and achieve something positive for yourself.

Speaking of shit happening, and in relatively minor terms, A has dumped me with "lets be friends first" shit, and as for JA, well?? I think my snoring loud enough to wake the Grateful Dead, let alone throwing up in her clean pristine white loo has accounted for the lack of communication on both sides. Put it this way - I'm not holding my breathe in any way. In fact it was inevitable. As for any chance with SPM in the uk, forget it. She's on the line of looking out for herself and using a guy to the max without getting her head out of her arse to see others for reality and meaningful humans.

That gets me onto the dating shit again and there is never enough sprouted about the shit and dribble women come out with. The audacity to even present themselves to the hunting party, a lot of them haven't done any worhtwhile justification to rectify their poor excuse for oxygen thiefs. Come on - why is it the fugly ugly ones can't get it....simple ! they're fugly ugly.....get some batteries girls.

That leads me to another issue, quality. Today's modern medicines have some very satisfying benefits pity some of it to women, but the ones I'm more aluding to are for us blokes. Why is it we have to satisfy them and they don't give a fuck about us anyway. They just lie there and do fuck all and expect you to have a jolly good time and when you're finished having your way life goes on, she'll get back to thos dishes she's been thinking about for the last hour. Oh and don't you dare consider any activities when she's not the least interested. Funny us blokes have to buy them presents to distract them from pondering the life of linen, now is 4 set of sheets enough or should I get another set just in case.

Furthermore they have no inclination or reason to be a part of someone else's life. I'm sure even for a lesbian they are only checking out the chicks wardrobe and makeup.

Well back to work....enough griping from me, perhaps you'd like to add some of your own examples of womanhoods failure to the human race and poor excuses for oxygen thieves, be a pleasure if you leave a comment.


Riker out....

Hump Day

Well G and I tried to get it back on track yesterday. We met for lunch and chatted away seemingly to agree to try and move forward with each other.

I told her about 2 dates I have lined up and that I was going to them only to fulfill the commitment and not looking to go anywhere with them.

Anyhow we seemed to get on like a house on fire, I thought of her for the rest of the day and did the SMS thing to wish her sweet dreams and to look forward to see her again.
Well today things have been turned around. She notices a different photo on my profile and sends a curt email. Enough is enough I said. This is just shit adding to my life and I definetly don't need it. So goodbye to G. End of story.

So where to now? Well my date with A is still on and I'm looking forward to meeting her, and at the very least seeing the movie. Even though I'm seeing it again on Sunday night.
Last night besides we had a meeting of the darts teams to work out? who goes in which team/divison. All going well I am in Div 2 and get a game each week otherwise I'm out. Once again I don't need the shit of being a stand-in, like a spare dick at a wedding.

Tonight is on for us lads to throw a few darts down Christies and enjoy the 70's music I take down there. Hopefully Tom comes through with the stuff I want as well as it's been a couple of weeks wait.

On another note, more musical is that I've ordered a couple of sacd's online and look forward to hearing them very very soon. Steely Dan's Gaucho and Deep Purple's Machine Head.

Riker out....to boldly go where lots of others have gone before (no doubt) ....

or as I say....Don't do anyone I wouldn't do

Independence......Day

What's been happening you ask?

Well let's see....

Still seeing J and G is hot on my heels to take her over finally after a couple of weeks musing over the loss of my affections, dates are lined up, M has a steady in his sights, work is ok, S from the UK is trying to recover her moves to me (and Adelaide), R is on my horizon though, career is a big thought at the moment, smoking is out (sort of), pacification of the soul is in, PC's give me the shits, Apples just work, SACD's, HTPC's, etc..

So let's start with SACD's. Well I'm enthusiastic about the dramatic improvement to listening to music for it's multichannel output and the sheer brilliance of tonal quality is unbelievable. Take for example the saxophone on Pink Floyd's DSOTM, it exuberates the sax to the point of sitting right in front of it in the recording studio, absolutely brilliant.

I've a keen eye to get some more albums but alas they are not so readily found in Adelaide. At the moment I'm looking out for Ladysmith Black Mamboza sacd which I've heard briefly at Sam's and this in itself exemplifies why we should listen, yes listen, to sacd's. The otherone to look for is Deep Purple's Machine Head in all it's glory. Although recorded in the well know back of a Rolling Stones mobile, it was the quality of the recording they achieved inadvertently.
Moving on with music and leading to Pacification...at the moment I'm quite enjoying listening to Rick Wakeman's trilogy of his new age cd's Country/Sea/Night Airs. The solo piano is beautiful and beckons you to listen, and listen, and LISTEN. Others of late are Sarah Brightman's Classics and Julio Iglesias' Tango. I find a certain peace in the solice of my unit alone in my own space without being a servant to my demons and their distractions.

It also lessens the burden of my quitting to smoke. Although there have been a few smokes at times, these are a far cry from the numerous volumes I used to smoke. Down to maybe 2 a night and at this stage none during working hours. The patches are a good idea and I've found I had to go for the stronger Nicobate 21's instead of the Nicorette 15's.

Why give up smoking? Well I figured there's a lot of benefits and not just cost or health, but rather with the current cycles of social dating I would be better placed to declare I'm a non-smoker and thus maybe find that someone who I can share in a relationship with. To that end for example I know I have to be smoke free on Thursday when I have a date with A to see the new Pirates of the Carribean folm with her. Albeit I'm also going to see it again on Sunday with JA in the Gold Class cinema. I'm sure I will enjoy it each and every time and more than likely for the movie than the company.

Thus this leads me to natter about the social life of the honourable Riker. Seeing JA at the moment although I feel that's not goign to go far, with her phobia for everything being right in her world and determination to be in control. Even to denounce bodily pleasures of a morning or even of a Friday night, when she rathers to be going home to her bed, alone, so she is up promptly to do the housework. Housework! Her place is spotless to rank so high on cleanliness to outshine the best of them. Not that it's a bad thing but come on, get a life.
And to be frank. I reckon I'm looking for someone like the Bev I saw a few times. Nice and petite, maybe family orientated than a social butterfly and can share the times and thoughts to each other.

S from the UK seems to be one person I can do the sharing of thoughts to but I've done my dash there and besides, she's in the UK.

She still hasn't got her broadband set up even with the gear sitting in her cupboard for nigh on a year now. She has a few things on the go right now least being her mum is not well and daily has to check to see if she is still here.

An Apple a day. Yes and stuff PC's, they give nothing but grief. More calls from people I've helped and hear out of the blue when they have problems....done Microsoft. Ha but touch wood I don't have the stress at all with the Mac, short of space. Sheer bliss really. And Leopard will be out soon enough.

Riker out....for now.