MOO!

First of all let's be perfectly clear I am not a food scientist, I am not a research geneticist and I am not an expert in animal husbandry but I do know this.

when you make a 'cloned' cow, ready? drumroll.. brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

YOU MAKE ANOTHER FUCKING COW!

You arent making a pig, a chicken or a mongoose with the feet of a duck, you are making a cow, made of meat and producing of milk.

It isnt 'frankencow' it's a cow, and as such it is perfectly reaonable to use the milk and flesh of that cow in exactly the same way as any other cow, make me a cheeseburger!

In other inane drivel...

Diabetes type 2 is seemingly being quite well controlled by medication and diet and an increase in activity, I have lost a little weight and I'm feeling pretty good about myself, it's still a long way to go and in the legendary words of Mr Marcellus Wallace in pulp Fiction "I'm pretty fuckin far from ok" but I'll get there. I have incentives for sorting my health out once and for all, I have a reason to want to live to a ripe old age.

music, it's a funny old game, just as one band is on the ascendency, my main band is taking a bit of a sabbatical, but fear not, we'll be comng back in 2 forms, studio electronica for recorded consumption only, and some sterling songs which we'll take out with a full band with the intention of ROCKING like a bastard!

In the Meantime, the ukulele band has a demo cd out, check out www.everlypregnantbrothers.co.uk for further details.

right, time to go and decide what food to eat with my Mettformin.

on the other hand.... there's a fist!

When I began this blog I had in mind a general idea of posting a journal, rants and opinions. Since starting a few things have happened which have ups and downs. Firstly, I've met someone, someone who has blown many of my preconceptions about my personal tastes wide apart, and who has made me feel happy, young and full of life, something I havent really felt for a long long time, so it's all good, except in a few weeks she's going to work in Switzerland for a year.... bad timing huh? I'm already researching cheap flights, hotels and will make sure I get over there whenever I can, and hey, it's only for a year and if we can make it work, we'll have a really solid basis to build on in 12 months time.

Secondly I have just been diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes, which while it didnt come as a shock as there's a family history and I am a big chap, it still knocked me off kilter for a while. It's a bit of a kicker being told that you have to make a big readjustment in your lifestyle, and while I'm finding it fairly straightforward so far, I know there are going to be a lot of things to overcome. I've had great support from family and friends and some great suggestions for recipes and little cheats to still enjoy life.

With all this in mind, plus starting a new job next week, I think now, the blog has a purpose, so I'll be chronicling the next year with the gorgeous girl in my life, and my experiences with type 2. I hope to remain humorous and entertaining as far as possible, and I'll try to spare the gory details from sensitive eyes.

on the other side of love.

So, hands up who's ever been madly in love/lust with a friend, only to find that they dont feel the same way that you do? come on, it's happened to most of us at some point, it's happened to me on many many occasions, but that's me, I fall easily and I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Now, what happens when you are the object of those feelings and for whatever reason you dont feel the same, or for complicated reasons, you feel you cant go that step further from friendship to relationship?

I'm not proud of this, but there were times, when I would lie on my bed, listening to something suitably heart rending ( smiths, REM, Joy Division) and longing to be the one who was wanted, desired, dare I say it, lusted after, even loved. I know now how it feels to be in that position, and it is the worst feeling in the world, and if I never feel this feeling again it will be too soon.

At the same time, which makes it all the worse, I am feeling those same feelings for someone else, and I know I am once again going to make myself vulnerable, to put my heart in that perilous position of possible breakage.

Why do we do this to ourselves? Why do we subject ourselves to the emotional turmoil and gut wrenching agony of love time after time?

For my money, it's because no matter how many mates you have, no matter how much your family love you, there is an intimacy that only comes from a one to one loving relationship, that's not to say that a relationship built on nothing more than constant guilt-free sex (thank you Grant/Naylor) is not every bit as valid, but the emotional closeness, combined with the physical, is what keeps us striving to find the one, our 'soulmate'. Sometimes though, you meet your soulmate, and they're happily and hopelessly in love with someone else already. In that situation, you'll only ever know the feeling of unrequited love, and that is a pain I wouldn't wish on anyone.

First post: an introduction.

My name isn't important, and a small amount of digging online will tell you all about me. this blog is going to be a journal, a place where I can speak fairly freely about the things I am passionate about; music, cinema, television, politics, literature and life in general. In the course of my life I have come to realise that nothing is black & white, all aspects of our modern life, our history and our future are realised from a palette of many colours and shades, both subtle and garish. Sometimes our thoughts, beliefs and ideas contradict each other, or blend very well. I hope to share common ground with anyone who is interested in reading my often inane, often barely sane but hopefully funny observations.

Welcome to the United Colours of Reality.