beki’s musically challenged

If you are just starting out on a career in the blogging world, head this piece of advice: never blog drunk. God knows what might happen.
The odd thing about yesterday’s post is the absolute and complete lack of alcohol or any other stimulant. I was sober, stone-cold stober.
Odd.
Moving on….
Beki’s musical challenge
A couple of days [...]

fashion

I’ll have you know all you jeerers and jokers, you makers of glib remarks and producers of cheap laughs at the expense of me and my cardigan, we (the cardigan and I) have been a great success.
Yes, the cardy has made its public debut to great acclaim. Beautiful women stopped and stared. Gay men whispered [...]

cardigan

In a moment of weakness yesterday, I bought myself a cardigan. It seemed cheap, and the mannequin looked pretty cool, standing on a podium with his hip stuck out a rakish angle.
Now, however, I’m racked with uncertainty. The mannequin could carry it off but he was about 6 inches taller than me AND he had [...]

ankle biters

God damn all snappy little dogs. Double damn yappy-type dogs who lurk behind trees at night time and spring out at you with no warning. Triple damn dogs with a taste for runners’ left ankles.
Last but not least: a pox on dog owners who can’t be bothered locking up their mutts at night.
There were harsh [...]

the world is okay

… by which I mean - it’s in no danger of being burnt up by my amazing turn of speed. I have run, finally, but it weren’t awful fast.
(Apologies - I went all slack-jawed yokel there for a minute.)
It was 9.3km and I did it in just over 40 minutes.
The ever-fascinating Jojo claims to [...]

shortest post ever

There’s a chance all the waiting around is finally over. Will post more, hopefully soon. Cross fingers.

sigh

There’s a fair bit of sighing going on in the JH house at present, but precious little else.
If you’re up on events chez JH, that oughtta tell you all you need to know.
Hamburgers
I wrote, some days ago, on the considerable desirability of old-fashioned red-blooded, beet-rooted hamburgers. The prospect of a burger with a fried egg [...]

three great mysteries

Lately at the JH house, there’s been a fair bit of sitting around, twiddling of thumbs and pondering of life’s great mysteries. Here are three that occurred to me last night, in front of the idiot box.
1. Miley Cyrus: I hadn’t heard of her until last Sunday, but apparently she’s the phenomenally successful star of [...]