Run Aneck Aneck Aneck Aneck Aneck.!

I used to run Amok Amok Amok Amok Amok!  but not since the last car accident.  As it happens I seem to have done something strange to set off my neck worse than usual (and my usual ain’t that great to start with).  I’m not sure what I’ve done though and that pisses me off as it makes it kinda difficult to avoid the aggravating behaviour/activity if I can’t identify what the hell it was.   🙁

Quite literally since I woke up yesterday morning right through all day today I’ve been unable to turn my head to the left or lean my head over towards my left shoulder without getting a serious acutely painful spasm shooting up the left side of my neck.  Which rather hampers your ability to say… drive and shoulder check safely or lay down and rest your head on a pillow comfortably or sit still without feeling your muscles fatigue by the second.  🙁  

Have you ever had the feeling that your head is too heavy for your neck to hold it up?   Well I have and I don’t like it.

So instead of a weekend that was supposed to be filled with frivolities like the Blokenstein farewell party I’ve spent a large portion of my weekend mooning about the house trying not to be totally pathetic…. and I dare say I’ve probably failed miserably.

Extra valium for me tonight kiddies… and hopefully that will level me out a bit for tomorrow as the silly season is in full swing and I’m in no mood to try and put on a happy holiday face feeling like this.
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It’s the “N” of the world as we know it.

Missed my list last weekend what with all the cold weather and friends to be met.  So I skipped a week.  “N”s today and there’s nothing earth shattering in my “N” list I don’t think.  I wonder if the longer you blog/journal what’s going through your head, how much of it just starts to seem repetative given that our thoughts, opinions, values, likes and dislikes are quite set by the time we hit our 30s….  meh… idle speculative comment for the day.

List of 10 Things I Like That Start With “N”….

1.   Nice – beautiful place… not keen on pebble beaches though
2.   Notoriety – finding/keeping a bad reputation is hard work
3.   Non-image forming night photography – weird and interesting
4.   Nail polish – it’s a ‘thing’… cheaper than a shoe fetish 🙂
5.   Niceties – chivalry should not be dead people
6.   Nymphaeum – painted by Bougereau, I’m the one on the left
7.   Nurses – they’ve the worst job and are severely undervalued
8.   Nuts – cashews and pecans and pistachios oh my
9.   Night time – because Mr K told me I like it
10. National Parks – many of my best childhood memories are of family holidays hopping from one National Park to the next…. Kakadu… Canarvon… the Warrumbungles… Maria Island… Great Sandy (Fraser Island)… Lake St Claire… Katherine George…. the Kimberlies… South West National Park in Tas… Limmen Bite… Wilson’s Prom… Geike Gorge… Kings Canyon… Mt Warning… Edith Falls… Freycinet… Windjana… Butterfly George… Cradle Mountain… Keep River… Border Ranges… Kata Tjukta… Wolf Creek Crater… Mt Field…. and these are just the ones I can think of off the top of my head – the list goes on and on and on and on…

Süleymaniye MosqueSüleymaniye Mosque – Istanbul

List of 10 Things I Hate or Dislike That Start With “N”

1.   News – it’s all so fucking depressing
2.   Noisy toys – as if kids don’t make enough noise on their own!
3.   No shows – RSVPing and then not showing up…  how rude!
4.   Nightmares – the drug induced ones are real doozies
5.   Noisy cinema patrons – fuck off and go talk at home
6.   National anthem – Australia’s national anthem is a dirge
7.   Nightclubs – must be getting old, can’t stand the noise
8.   Naturopaths – the only ones i’ve seen were raving loonies
9.   Noodles – a lot of people are noodle mad and I’m noodle not
10. Non-smacking parents – It is nigh on impossible to reason with a 3 year old unless of course you happen to have one of those genius type ones that can do your taxes by the time they’re 2 and will have finished university by the time they’re 11.  Raising a small child that will not respond to parental authority is a disaster waiting to happen.
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I have other talents honest.

After several emphatic requests and several not overly creative evasive techniques I finally sat down this afternoon to play Mario Kart with the Small Child,  It’s one of the drawbacks of having an only child – every now and again you get conned into doing things like playing Nintendo even though you don’t enjoy computer games and have many things you’d rather be doing.

So we settle in for some Mario Karting and the Small Child helps me choose ‘a faster car Mum’ and then picks ‘one of the easiest courses for you Mum’ and off we go.  I win the first race, he wins the next.  Then we move on to the more difficult courses and the Small Child and I seem to be fairly evenly matched.  I don’t know how to hurl the shells and things very well and choosing a good driving line is kinda hard because I’m not very good with the controls but we get along okay for a while.

We get onto the fifth or sixth course and the Small Child says to me ‘Mum you’re not taking the shortcuts ‘… shortcuts?  what shortcuts?  ‘Follow me Mum’.  The Small Child then proceeds to go flying past me with ease then spends the next half hour ‘going slow’ so I can keep up!  The little guy had been pulling his punches all along and had literally been letting me win a few so I wouldn’t lose interest and refuse to play like his little friends do! 

Sheesh!  I don’t mind being beaten by a child with many more hours experience at a given task, but being patronized by the Small Child?  Well this is a new and interesting development in our relationship.    😐
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Our whole universe was in a hot dense state…

I’m always a bit behind the times when it comes to keeping up with great new TV shows.  Ususally this is beyond my control seeing that the networks Down Under seem keen to keep us many many steps behind our cousins in the northern hemisphere.  It’s probably also due to the fact that I don’t read trashy tabloid magazines and tend not to watch commerical TV anyway so am rarely exposed to trailers encouraging us to watch new things that are coming up….. I think I’ve been scarred by the whole Big Brother thing.  I saw what it did to Big Sal and have decided commercial TV just isn’t for me.

Over the last week or so I’ve been watching The Big Bang Theory and while I am unfashionably late to the party I am certainly glad I turned up!  I haven’t seen anything this piss funny in years.  Amongst my general acquaintance I don’t think ‘great sense of humour’ would immediately come up in the top five if you asked them to describe me.  I think I have a keen sense of humour… it just tends towards the absurd, sarcastic, witty, sometimes dark and off kilter.  I’m definitely more Absolute Power and Californication than Mighty Boosh or (urgh!) Kath & Kim if you know what I mean.  

So if by any chance anyone is even further behind the times than I am… The Big Bang Theory is one of the first shows in ages that is really tickling my fancy.  Watch it. Tis good.

Oh and apparently the intro theme song has an extended version out there somewhere…

The Bing Bang Theory Theme Song – Bare Naked Ladies

Our whole universe was in a hot dense state,
Then nearly fourteen billion years ago expansion started. Wait…
The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began to drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
We built a wall (we built the pyramids),
Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries,
That all started with the big bang!

"Since the dawn of man" is really not that long,
As every galaxy was formed in less time than it takes to sing this song.
A fraction of a second and the elements were made.
The bipeds stood up straight,
The dinosaurs all met their fate,
They tried to leap but they were late
And they all died (they froze their asses off)
The oceans and pangea
See ya, wouldn’t wanna be ya
Set in motion by the same big bang!

It all started with the big BANG!

It’s expanding ever outward but one day
It will cause the stars to go the other way,
Collapsing ever inward, we won’t be here, it wont be hurt
Our best and brightest figure that it’ll make an even bigger bang!

Australopithecus would really have been sick of us
Debating out while here they’re catching deer (we’re catching viruses)
Religion or astronomy, Encarta, Deuteronomy
It all started with the big bang!

Music and mythology, Einstein and astrology
It all started with the big bang!
It all started with the big BANG!
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Pegasus Ezekiel seems kind in comparison.

IVF is a shit of a thing to go through.  It is emotionally draining, physically demanding, hideously expensive, indescribably invasive and downright demoralizing from go to woe.

Every time I see a news article about some pathetic excuse for a parent who doesn’t cherish their children… something in the back of my head goes “That’s not fair – how come this arsehole can have kids and I can’t?”.  It doesn’t have to be a tragic homicidal incident – though those cases have been known to see me in the kitchen crying over the weekend papers, and it doesn’t even have to be criminally negligent to make my brain strike up that tune – though those cases too really get my hackles up.  Especially the ones where some mother hasn’t protected her children from their step-dad/new boyfriend and it all goes horribly pear shaped and before you know it you’ve got an infant in hosptital with shaken baby syndrome or you find yourself reading reports of damage to a toddler that tells of so many fractures and repeated injuries that it reads like the poor bub has been hit by a truck.  But I’m getting a little off track…

Even little things can trigger my “Why?  Oh why, are fuckwits like this able to breed and I’m not?”…. little things like an article which Mr K just flicked me a few moments ago.  These people (in absence of evidence to the contrary) we assume love their children as parents should but for some unknown reason have deemed it appropriate to name their children –

  • Adolf Hitler Campbell
  • JoyceLynn Aryan Nation Campbell and
  • Honszlynn Hinler Jeannie Campbell.

The father claims he chose the name ‘Adolf Hitler Campbell’ because ‘no one else would have that name’ and that ‘they’re just names you know’.  I note the article mentions their house is decorated with swastikas and he claims to have been related to a memeber of the SS but of course his decision to name his children thus has nothing to do with admiration or identification of Nazi ideals etc.

How can these people be so cruel?  Is increasing the likelyhood of your child being socially ostracized at school or worse – bullied and maybe even beat up on a regular basis – tanatmount to willful neglect?  Or maybe you could argue that it’s actually some sort of constructive abuse for they certainly seem to be providing the conditions for abuse to occur albeit likely not by their own hands.

As far as I can see…. not being able to get an inscription on a cake?!?!  Well that’s going to be the least of that poor little bugger’s problems throughout what will no doubt be very harrowing and difficult formative years.  I wish we could look forward and see just how long it takes for those children to first – come up with some decent nicknames and second – change their names by deed poll once they reach whatever age is legally required in New Jersey to do so.