I seem to have a joke theme going on for now!
I don’t know why, I think it has just been coincidental on what I have been talking about over the last few weeks.
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Week 445 – Beware Of New Taxi Drivers, Over-Acting And Personal Hygiene Products.
Well this is a sad week for many a British person. Half of Glasgow is in tears. But I’ll come back to that.
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Week 443 – Ben Lamech sounds Scottish, ‘Please Can We Call It A Tallywacker’ And He Sang On ‘Down To Earth’
My brother-in-law has decided to retire at Christmas.
I have asked him over the last few years why he hasn’t given up already and he stated that he was terrified that he would be bored. That got me thinking why I would retire tomorrow if I could and that is because I am the opposite of George – I’m fucking bored at my work!
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Week 441-Egg Mayonnaise To Mourn To, Mary’s Flying Baby And I Loved His Wee Trike.
If I was to believe the stereotypes on TV I’d be very jealous of the Americans. You see, most times I have watched anything from a Comedy to a Thriller, most Americans are portrayed as hard working folks who strive to be the best at their work and are never happiest until they are happy at work.
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Week 439 – Sorry For The Self-Indulgence, Sorry Again And Back To More Hate And Fanging Next Time!
Believe it or not, throughout my postings I try and add a wee bit of writing content within. It may even be tips for submission / acceptance / rejection but there is normally something there.
For this one, which may seem a bit self-indulgent, I want to explore the things we won’t write. (Or in my case talk about, that is why I’m writing this!)
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Week 427 – Having A Swatch, As You Can See, I’m Shit At Text Speak And Dirty Minds Rule!
Before I begin, I need to thank Leila for taking on my turn last week – I’ll come to the reason why in a moment.
I wonder what the difference is between me (Or those of my age / those who think the same) and some / most of those fledgling writers?
When I was first accepted on a site, I delved in and had a look. I was curious to see what and who they published. I wanted to read the stories of others and if there were any comments, I especially wanted to seek out those folks works especially.
It was a privilege that I was proud to be part of and I wanted to familiarise myself with as much as I could.
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WEEK 435: Crows; Brilliance and a Fourth of July Salute to the UK
And the Brain Dead Shall Lead Them
If it weren’t for slogans and bumper-sticker philosophies, management would have very little to say at work meetings. Just the other day, at a meeting, I heard the slogan “Write What You Know” “shared” by a member of the “team” (as anyone who has worked at least one day in life, the preponderance of facetious quotation marks soon becomes obvious). I work in a government warehouse that delivers supplies procured from the “civilian sector” to various locations on base. Cases of toilet paper and flats of bottled water, that sort of stuff. There ain’t a whole lot of writing what I know in that field, yet it got said because it has taken its place among managerial verbal dingleberries such as “Wow, let me look into that and get back to you”–which, translated from management-speak, means “I do not care, and hell will grow petunias before I get back to you.”
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Week 434 – Thirty For Dave, A Wee White Card You Put A Stamp On And Tony Christie.
We had someone this week who stated that since we had refused a submission, they reckoned that, in their experience, we would not accept any of their work.
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Week 432 – Plod With No Shoulders, Removed Nipples And Bloater Is Too Close.
Another week bites the dust and we find ourselves at posting number 432.
This is being published the day after my birthday but I am writing it the day before as there is no point in typing it the day of my birthday. I’d miss all the keys and spill my malt onto the keyboard.
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Week 430 – Dear Food Balancing The Books, Mick Bloor / Mason Yates And *’I Smell A Watering Hole’
We’ve been really busy this week.
I reckon we had close to sixty submissions and most of them were at the back end of the week.
We’re more or less caught up, maybe with a few stragglers.
It’s been good. But it always seems to happen when we have someone on holiday, and in my case, trying to get two rooms ready for the decorator coming tomorrow!
It’s been fun though – Well not the wallpaper stripping. I’m not the smallest of people and have two arthritic knees so trying to squeeze behind a cooker ain’t much fun.
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