Russell Kirkpatrick's Journal
Memo to self- Must Blog More Often
26-Sep-2006
There's nothing worse than cruising to your favourite blogger's site only to find they haven't added anything in a week.
I'm still getting used to this new task. You know what the trick is, I reckon? To try to work out what it is about your ordinary life, the stiff you take for granted, that might interest other people.
Hmmm. What about our persistent and futile attempts to stop our three cats from destroying our new lounge suite? Or perhaps our younger son's burgeoning political awareness, which now includes a plan to castrate all males at age 15 when he becomes ruler of the world? Or how I stayed up, utterly transfixed, until 5am on Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights to watch the Ryder Cup? And how consequently I can remember absolutely nothing of yesterday's lectures? I'm reliably informed that I did turn up, and gave my usual self-deprecating performance. I have no memory of it. Nor do I remember being present when a gentleman from the University of the Negev gave a talk on developing the southern Israeli desert. Or perhaps I could talk about how my older son has joined a band as their guitar player - and a day later played at a school function? I hope he's good at it - I'd love to live off my son's income for a few years. Fair's fair; he's lived off mine. Maybe he can finance his brother's socio-political eugenics revolution.
What I really want to know is who inspired your son to take his own castration so very seriously,since he will obviously be over 15 when he rules the world and - unless there is something he is hiding - is also male.
From what he says, Gillian, my son would see it as no great loss. He blames sexuality for all the world's problems.
Utopia?
*evil grins*