Yet another addiction to add to the list

I have a confession to make.

Coming up to December last year I made the quiet little decision to quit writing here.  It was time to stop.  I had said all I had to say and there was nothing more to it.

Then the end of the year came around, January started and I found I was still brain farting away with no end in sight.  You see, I have discovered a problem.  The site has become a fucking habit and if I don't write something I start getting edgy.  It is really fucking annoying.

So my day starts where I do all the things that are an imperative – making tea and lighting the pipe.  Then if there is nothing more important the mind now automatically turns to thinking about what to write.  It then becomes an itch, and even worse, an itch in a place where I can't scratch.  More often than not something will have happened the previous day, like the Puritan's making some new farcical claim, or the gubmint wasting yet more of my money, and if that fails there is always something in the papers.

But sometimes there isn't.  Sometimes there is just the usual shite that crops up every day [there seems to be some law in Ireland that someone has to discover a body somewhere and the police have to treat it as “suspicious”] and there is nothing of interest whatsoever.  Then the brain goes into overdrive and I get edgy.  It appears that brain farting is seriously addictive?

Sooner or later I suppose the Puritans are going to discover this and force taxes out of me and insist I redesign the site in plain drab colours [even plainer and drabber than the current ones] with lurid medical porn all over it.  They will restrict me to just two words per day and remove me completely from Google.  Some fucking smart arse will demand that I be licensed and another will insist all my scribbles will have to be censored to their satisfaction.  I will have to list all the ingredients I use on the site and I will have to give calorie counts and the amount of sugar I use per paragraph.

But until then I shall continue to slaughter three kittens per page, make sure my servers contribute several tons of CO2 to the atmosphere and that each word contains ten times the maximum level of lard [as recommended by the WHO].

Have fun while it lasts, I say.

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Yet another addiction to add to the list — 17 Comments

  1. Yes! Congratulations on your addiction. I wish I had a similar addiction. Twitter has pushed my blog writing aside. 140 characters is much easier. Damn.

    • My views on Twitter –

      WordPress is like writing a journal

      Twitter is like writing on a toilet wall.

      It's good for a chuckle but damned difficult to follow a topic.

  2. I for one hope your scribblings go on for quite awhile.  I would miss my daily dose of common sense amid all the loonacy of the news.

    • I'm surprised my ramblings haven't driven you over the brink yet.  You've been reading for long enough?  How do you manage to stay sane?

    • Maybe I should start charging?  Not a bad idea?  Give the first couple of lines and then pay a nominal amount [say $10] to read the rest?  Heh!

      Incidentally, I use my own isotope of carbon.  Notice the difference?

      • A Head Rambles pay wall, huh? I shall alert the media and an announcement shall be made. That ought to get you some additional attention? That is if the media doesn't erect a pay wall first.

  3. Fuck me, GD, you can't stop harpooning the eejits. That would be wrong. Anyway, there's nothing wrong with a bit of addiction. It can be very therapeutic. I'm addicted to blogs like yours, and I see nothing but benefits from my addiction. If nothing else, it provides me with verification that I'm not the only one who thinks that we are ruled by brain-dead cretins who couldn't think their way out of a paper bag.

    I do worry for the future of the world, though, with such people in charge…

  4. Don't you dare stop writing, I look forward to my daily fix and suffer withdrawal symptoms on the few days you miss, it's always a good read especially when you are mocking the so called elite. Keep going my son, your fans need you. 

    • Maybe I should distil this site into a vaccine?  You could mainline on it [or snort it] any time you liked?  I'd make a fortune too…..

    • Welcome, Eamonn!  A touch of Irish heritage with a name like that? 
      I'm tempted to make a crack about servicing young men, but I will desist…..

  5. Pleeeeeese don't stop writing, Gramps!  You are one of my daily must-read blogs and, good as the others are too, yours one of the few which can guarantee will have me laughing out loud whilst agreeing with every word.  You would be sorely missed in this small corner of the UK!

    • People seem to be under the misapprehension that I am seeking approbation or something.  I'm not.  I am moaning at the fact that I have to carry o whether I like it or not.  Well, not exactly moaning as I enjoy it, but there seems to be little chance of quitting anyway.

  6. In the old days, writers wrote and readers read – because they wanted to. If you are a natural born writer, you just HAVE to write. You'll get restless writers syndrome if you don't. It's a calling not an addiction! And the fact us readers read it, means we like it.

    The fact that you are soon only turning 66, means you are a spring-chicken compared to some of us – and you have many, many years left to entertain us with your calling! Write on please.


    • I never considered myself a writer though.  After leaving school I never wrote anything [apart from an incredibly boring journal that I kept for a while].  I'm glad I discovered it latish in life, otherwise I would have been forced to write reams of shit over the last decades.  ["you have many, many years left to entertain us" -*moan*]

      My readers do see to be "of a certain age" all right.  Sadly that means I'm probably just preaching to the converted.


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