September 2005

The game last night was Crap. Note the capital “c”.
‘Twas the CIS cup game with Falkirk at home.HERE
I fell asleep at the wheel as it were last night.
I was watching the nonsense on the TeeVee and fell asleep with a glass of wine in my hand.
I looked like I’d pished myself.
So I went to bed with Dilzyghirl tutting and mumbling “look at the state o’ yi.”
Fell asleep again and when I woke up, I had to ask Dilzyghirl how it went.
She told me the score and finished it of with what can only be described as the best piece of match analysis from a wifey…
“It was shite.”

I s’pose it’s the win that counts but…

Aye well I’ve just updated my website and I’m reasonably happy with it as it stands. It’s basically self moderating now that I’ve got news feeds syndicated from both the Beeb and The Scotsman newspaper.

I was at something that doesn’t happen often I can tell you.
I was at legitimisation of my sister in law’s marriage with a polis. I think I’ve spoke about this before.
The thing is they had to get their twins bhoys and one of their ghirls christened before the wedding.
On the same day!!!
It was a big day I can tell you.
As it happened I was terribly tired towards the end of the night and had to go to bed pretty early.
About 1:30 to 2:00am.
But it was a good day and actually quite refreshing as the service was less stiff than it might have been.

At work it looks as if I might be going to get moved from “picking” to “despatch” which might be easier on my hip.
More to come on this.

My monitor has broke and it’s the second one I’ve had go on me in as many months. Anyway l mentioned it on Urban that I was looking for a Monitor that someone could donate to me.
Cathal Marcs from Urban came up trumps and I went to meet him and it turns out the he’s a genuinely nice guy.
I get all that feel good way when I meet people like that.
He gave me his monitor, which in my opinion is better than my original, for free.
Top Bloke!!!

Still on Urban Ernestolynch, one of the most entertaining posters ever to appear on the site, has been permanently banned. I had a wee tantrum about it last night and both my threads got binned and all the fudboxes came out willing me to get banned as well.
Fuck them. I’d much rather spend a night chatting with ern than watching those grovelling bastards falling over themselves trying to impress the editor.
Ern will be sorely missed by the better posters on that site. And me too!!!

A Labtec and it’s pretty cool.
Here’s my first pic…

Webcam pic

My First Webcam Pic

Well off we went and met up in a pub in Hamilton and as it turned out there was me, Dilzyghirl’s’ brother and the brother of the fella that’s getting married. The rest are all polis. About six or seven of them.
At first I’m exorcising my right to remain silent until I see what sort of fellas I’m dealing with.

The First guy I got speaking to turns out to live in Motherwell and is a Motherwell supporter. No but get this. He’s a part time referee at the football to junior level. Had my mouth been warmer I’d have said something along the lines of, “your a fucking mason arn’t you son?”
They all seemed a semi decent bunch of guys but they just behaved like any other lager louts on the town. Something out of “booze Britain” in fact.

I was talking to Dilzyghirl’s bro and the coppers bro and I said, “I suppose their all right”.
Then the polis’ brother turns round and says, “are they fuck they’re arseholes everyone one of them. I’ve told him straight yer pals are all wanks.”
He wasn’t far of the mark.

Right so,
Did I mention I’ve got a new motor. I bought it with my first wage back at work. It’s a wee punto and I’m pleasantly surprised with it. I’ll post a wee photo in due course.

I’ve just finished night shift this morning and had to pick up me Ma from the Airport. She was in Chicago with my other siblings Mary and Frank.
Anyway at the airport we get pulled for our tax disc which we had allowed to expire. Not happy but it gets worse.
The fella wants to check there’s nothing “wrong” with the motor like it’s been stolen or something. Takes ages for any reply to come back.
I’ve only got a court case at 10am with about 2 minutes to get to Motherwell in time. From Glasgow airport no less.
Bear in mind I’m not pissed off at the fella. He’s actually apologising for the delay and eventually let’s us go even tho the checks not back yet. A decent fella.
So we’re on the road back and Dilzyghirl takes the wrong road from the M8*. I mean how can one go wrong?!?!
Well I gets back to the ‘Well just in time and £60 lighter, due to the Tax Disc fine, and get to court about three seconds before I’m due up, pleads not guilty and kicked out again. (More about this in a future post)
So here I am just woke up and I’ve got a Stag night/day to go to tomorrow.
Not normally a thing that would concern me too much but the “host” is a polis.
I’m going to get pissed with a load of polis!!!
I’m not sure how I should deal with these cunts. the fella that’s getting married (to Dilzyghirl’s sister) is a good fella. He used to take drugs and stuff.
But if I know polis like they think they know me then there will definitely be one that gets my back up, and me his.
The thing is I don’t want to show the fella up.
I’ll just wait and see how things develop and post the results.