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Have you ever met anyone that bangs on about their IQ at every opportunity?
I was talking to someone the other day who knew something and they followed this up with, “And that’s why I’ve got an IQ of 132”.
There was no reason to tell me a number.
You knew a thing. Don’t tell me your IQ number because you knew a thing.
When someone says something like that they obviously think they have the highest score in the room.
The audacity of it all (lol)
I didn’t say mine was higher, which it is.
Does that make me superior in any way? NO.
I find it all a bit unsavoury in the same way I don’t like someoneΒ asking you to guess how much their coat cost, just so they can tell you.
The whole price thing is hilarious to me. Why people buy things because they cost a certain amount is the most ridiculous thing.
Objects are just objects. You can’t live vicariously through an object unless you love it. If you love it, you don’t need to tell someone what it cost because the cost is an irrelevant point unless you’re selling it.
You can’t steal someone elses dream, because the dream only means something to the person with the dream (etc).
Going back to IQ…
None of it really means very much.
Someone with a low IQ score could be off the charts with emotional intelligence.
Society has to put a number on everything, but you can’t put a number on a human.
This is Dean. Number 7. Signing off.
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There’s an old chat site called Faceparty which I believed to be dead (it sort of is) but I still occasionally get messages on there.
Half of them are people asking me about cars. They seem to think the word ‘Evo’ means I spend my time in a garage greased up holding a wrench.
They are always so direct about it as well. I always feel like replying, “Are you a copper or something?”.
It is andΒ always has been a bloody weird site with the occasional ‘normal’ person on there (not now though).
I wonder why the admins even keep it going? It just seems to exist for no particular reason. I always expect it to disappear overnight but so far it hasn’t. It’s hey day was between 2003 and 2008 ish I’d say. After the noughties ended you’d think that would be it all over.
The hilarious thing is nobody can even upload new photos anymore so you have a site that nobody can join and show their face on. A site that is called ‘Faceparty’. Clue was in the name.
Still, that doesn’t stop people posting ads on there like this one from filthy Tracey who is in an open (some may say conveniently) relationship…
The people still active on this site are either swingers, couples looking for additions to their unconventional arrangements, women looking for other women or people looking to have affairs by using a site most of the population is no longer aware of.
I sometimes wonder if sites like this are used for underground classified ads. Before the internet people just used to write their telephone numbers in call boxes and places of public convenience.
And the world keeps turning.
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Welcome to Tuesday.
It’s like most other Tuesdays except this is a brand new one, straight out of the wrapper.
Where the world is your lobster if you want.
Or it could just be like any other Tuesday.
And there’s nothing wrong with that. Routine I mean.
Save the World or Drink a Cup of Tea.
The choice is ours.
And so is the world.
Just ask Nas.
You only get an “Ooh” with “Typhoo”.
I watched another Ben Fogle. This one was about a family in Montana. This bloke basically married a stripper he met in Las Vegas.
At least I assume she was a stripper. Whatever she was doing, she was coining it in.
$5000 a night… and then she met this guy who I’m going to call “Montana Brian”, even though that wasn’t his name.
Some people don’t have good luck do they (LOL).
Do that for 52 weeks, 5 nights a week and you’ve made $1.3 Million USD.
I’d wear a blonde wig myself and swing around a pole for that.
She traded in this life of fleeting clothing and excess cash for a life up a big hill in Montana with this bloke she went on to have a family with.
5 years living in an RV (think ‘big motor home’ in situ). It was the most unlikely of scenarios.
Because these kids have only really been around adults and their siblings, they seemed a lot more adult like but at the expense of ‘being kids’.
More like miniature adults really.
Stunning views but the accomodation was like living in a caravan. Surely you’d take enough money with you to build a log cabin?
Either way, another interesting episode about people making the world make sense by any means.
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Overheard at the gym today:
“I don’t sleep much but when I do I love it”
“I train because I love sleeping”
Then the other guy went
“Do you?”
(FFS)
Fair play to him and all that, but it’s not a very exciting conversation is it.
For example: I eat food because I like living and I don’t snort cocaine because it’s too expensive and I like my septum where it is.
Come on, we can all do better than that.
Talk about someone you saw out of the window carrying a shovel in a suspicious manner. Say you were impressed by the way your next door neighbour did a snow angel on the driveway just as you were opening your curtains. Anything.
Don’t go around telling people you exert yourself because you like snoring your tits off.
We all love sleep. Sleep is a good thing. Some may say it’s a necessity.
I’ve been guilty of saying I had a great dream or an amazing sleep, but I at least add something to it to stave off the boredom of the fact.
If you ordered chips off this guy you’d just get chips. No salt, no pepper and no vinegar.
Plain Jane chips.
It’s like the people who exercise and only ever drink water. There’s more to life.
H20 Harry is not very exciting. I rest my case.
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Dubai doesn’t sound so good at this time of year anymore, does it.
“I think I’ll have my 5 star hotel without the missile, if you don’t mind.”
Shocking really.
Last thing you want with a cocktail is a drone explosion before your starter has arrived.
We always seem to annoy countries we should have nothing to do with as well don’t we.
We blow up leaders that have been around for 36 years and then wonder why they get antsy.
“They’ve just blown up our long standing leader!”
“Right, let’s send a drone to Dubai and ruin everyone’s holiday.”
“Is that enough?”
“It will increase the number of people going on holiday to Devon for a while.”
“Okay. Great, let’s do it.”
In many ways I wish the apex predator had peaked at the Polar Bear. At least they only cause trouble near icebergs.
I think we peaked when we were Vikings. Even though it was more visceral, at least it was honourable.
Apart from the pillaging etc.
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They say that a measure of your life force is your grip strength.
So if you shake hands with someone that has a grip like a wet lettuce, go easy on them.
On a whim I bought some hand grips from the middle of Lidl about a year ago.
They were rated at 45kg. I don’t know what that means exactly, but they were more of a challenge than I expected.
I can close them easily with my right hand. I do 10 reps/closes at a time.
With my left hand I have to think a bit. At first they were a bit of a challenge with my left.
Most people I give these grips to can’t actually close them once.
I forget about them for a while and then check I can still do it.
They have grips called “Captains Of Crush”
Magnus Samuellson can close all of them. I think they’re rated up to 4 or something.
The grips I have are rated at 0.5 on the Captains of Crush scale (which sounds pathetic but I stillΒ invite you to try)
I can’t imagine ever closing the highest rated ones but there’s something on my shoulder challenging me to try to see how far I could get.
So I might buy the next grips up. Imagine being able to crush an apple with your hand (stuff of dreams).
If you could do that, you could probably fly if you really wanted to. At the very least, you would do well in interviews.
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Ooh… it’s the 1st of March already.
The year goes by quickly doesn’t it.
And so does the weekend…
One for all you wine buffs out there. This weekend I tried Silverland Malbec, courtesy of Argentina.
So smooth it makes Hugh Grant look rough around the edges…
The trouble with wines like this is they are too easy to drink, but there’s always tomorrow to burn it off.
You have to pay the piper.
In other news…
I can’t believe I came 19th in a competition I wasn’t initially aware of.
This made me $50 richer, but my competitive instincts kicked in and I wanted to bump myself up a few places.
It wasn’t to be. The winner got $10,000.
The universe wanted to give me $50 so I’ll take it π
I was 19th out of 1.5 million without really trying.
Someone I know got diagnosed with tennis elbow yesterday.
Funny that isn’t it?
Not the malaise, more the fact they give you a sporty sounding name for your condition.
You can get a bakers cyst as well apparently.
Not heard of bricklayers ankle or carpenters neck… or such like though.
I wonder how they decide upon such things…
“How did it go at the docs?”
“I have tennis elbow?”
“Do you play tennis?”
“No.”
“Do you watch it?”
“Yes.”
“Probably that then. I always get it after watching Novak Djokovic for too long.”
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I feel great today. It’s not every day you get to feel great, but today I do.
I ran last night which was hard, but also exhilarating.
I haven’t taken creatine for a while but my strength hasn’t dropped. Go figure!
In fact, if anything I feel stronger and I don’t really know why.
I drank sports water because it’s free with my membership, which is a novelty as I only upgraded this week.
So far I’ve only gone down the lemon zest and blackcurrant choice of flavours, but 4 more await me in the future.
It always makes me laugh when they attribute a word like ‘sporty’ to water.
“I drank sports water and became better at the high jump.”
If only it worked like that.
I had an amazing sleep as well. When I woke up I didn’t want to move, it was so restful.
The only other time I feel like that is when I’m awoken from a dream I want to know the ending to.
Neil Sedaka died, which is a shame. I really liked him and he did ‘Laughter In The Rain’.
Another musical genius that will be missed.
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Instagram is a funny thing. I posted there once in 7 years.
2019 was my last post.
2026 I posted one photo.
That tiny ripple was enough to start getting new follow requests, some from people I haven’t seen in years.
All I keep thinking to myself is: “Leverage”.
That’s what the internet is.
We have this thing that literally connect everything and people are using it to say they had Lasagne for tea.
Now we have AI and most people will miss that opportunity as well. Mental really.
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As I walked across the car park earlier being slashed upon from a great height by the gods of all that is thirst quenching, I emotively and flippantly thought to myself:
“Other than being able to eat food, there is nothing good about this country”
I mean, there is…
But… we endure so much rain. This has officially been the 5th most miserable Winter since 1910 in the UK.
Think about that. The titanic sank in 1912 and we’ve only had 4 other Winters as miserable as this one lol.
It’s just Rain. Rain. Rain.
And darkness, which is fine if you’re a mushroom.
Then we reach the Summer and it’s so humid we all clamour for fans. Well, I do.
Then people say, “I like it hot but not this hot.”
Just as you give up hope a beautiful thing happens. Some people call this thing Autumn.
20:38 hours on a Friday night. Still slashing it down. Slash. Slash. Slash.
The Gods are laughing at us.
Bring me Sunshine by Morecambe and Wise is all but a blur in the rear view mirror.
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RIP to Rob Grant, the co-creator of Red Dwarf #badtimes
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Why does beer always look better towards the end of the day?
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Someone wrote: “I own a goldendoodle”
I never knew there was such a thing, although I am partial to the word ‘golden’ (I always thought it made syrup sound better).
What would Jason from Jason and the Argonauts have to say about that?
“I take your Goldendoodle and I’ll raise you a Golden Fleece. Put that in ones pipe.”
I remember when people would just say, “Yeah, I’ve got a dog.”
Now they say, “I’ve got a Batwombledoodlecockapoo” and people go, “Ooh. Get you. Does it fly?“.
Whoever came up with these names are the same ones that name their kids things like ‘Amber Tiger-Heavenly-Lilly Mindfulness Smith’.
Nobody remembers any of that and shortens the name down to a nickname anyway. When I was a kid I had a friend too lazy to call me Dean. He actually shortened it to “D”.
I became a letter of the alphabet. This was before D became a euphemism.
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I don’t know who is in 18th place but they are starting to get on my tits…
When I didn’t know I was in a competition I was in 19th place. Since then I realised this competition was ongoing for February and I have more points, but the next 18 places must be made of stern stuff.
Never mind them. My beef is with 18th place….
I’ve bestowed ginger hair and big knuckles upon them to slow down their points rampage.
They also drink too much diet Coke.
On Sundays they count peas and they bore people at parties about their carbon footprint.
I laugh in the face of 18th place.
To be continued.
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There aren’t enough hours in the day, so I don’t watch this very often, but when I do there’s always something in there about humanity that fascinates me.
Ben Fogle: New Lives In The WildΒ
One episode I watched was about this guy who has lived on a canal boat for years. Prior to this he was merrily ticking along, then his wife tragically died while they were abroad at the age of 50. Ever since then he’s been up and down the waterways, trying to find himself and a sense of sanctuary in the face of loss. It came across to me as a love story and a way to come to terms with life as it is now. A way to function, because I don’t think you find total peace when you place yourself in adversity.
The adversity and discomfort is just the teacher.
The other one I watched was about this woman who had 3 kids, who got to an age where they no longer needed her. As the 40th candle blew out on the birthday cake, her sense of purpose sputtered out. To find herself she abandoned the life she had as she knew it and got dropped off outside a gas station 30km from where she previously lived. This woman spent the first night of her new life sleeping in a ditch. Now she goes around on her own with donkeys, pigeons, dogs and a wagon like the ones you see on the Oregon Trail. I’ve never seen anything quite like it in the 21st century.
To get from one place to the other, she travels along busy highways which don’t bother her in the slightest. Ben Fogle had to pull the housed pigeons along what would be the UK equivalent of a hard shoulder on the motorway and I could tell he was petrified.
All these people are trying to make sense of the world and find themselves at the same time.
The older I get, the more I understand it.
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Bob Mortimer and David Mitchell are in this one. I might just have kittens…
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Do you remember in the old days you’d have to ring someone’s doorbell or cold call them to sell something?
Yeah? Those days are long gone.
Just like those catalogues you’d get from Kleeneeze, it’s a thing of the past.
The only one left now is Avon. I’m amazed it’s still going.
There must be 92 year old women still offline ordering lipstick or something for that to still be operating with a physical catalogue.
“We can’t shut down the catalogue, Ethel still needs her lipstick and she’s only got a T9 mobile. She thinks Amazon is something to do with a rain forest.”
They used to call the Argos catalogue, “The Book of Dreams”
As a kid, I was always intrigued by the hairdresser one where you’d make their hair grow via a plasticine conduit.
I think I liked the idea of turning a handle and watching something grow.
For some reason that sounds wrong and I don’t quite know why. I had better stop there before it becomes a Carry On script.
Now I’m an adult and I know how it works, it’s not very exciting is it.
Marketing Brief: “Let’s cut some holes in this characters head, give them some cheap plasticine and attach a handle. Then we can turn kids into salon owners just in time for Christmas.”
“Do kids want to own salons?”
“They do now. We’ll put it in the book of dreams.”Β Β
“Brilliant. Pass me the champagne, Charlie. Maybe next year we can do an adult one where Ken (of Barbie and Ken fame) takes viagra”
“Seems like an outrageous use of plasticine to me Martin.”
“On reflection you’re right. The bubbles have gone to my head. Maybe we can say Ken does the pole vault like a superhero. You know, without the use of his hands?”
“You’re drunk now.”Β Β
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Telling certain people you like horror films is the same thing in their minds as someone coming to view a property as a potential lodger and saying, “Do you have a basement. If so, can I see it?“.
Nevertheless, it’s a genre that has steadily grown on me over time.
Most of them are quite formulaic but I enjoy the light hearted beginnings that get everyone to relax going in.
The exception to this is Saltburn as I was enjoying being on Oxford campus and would have rather spent more time enjoying uni life in the film. That film is disturbingly dark even by my standards.
With horror films you know the general drill:
Start of the film they are full of cheer joking around in the car, listening to the radio, teasing each other or laughing about the price of popcorn. Next thing you know, the car tyre goes pop and they have to get out by some place conveniently surrounded by a bunch of woods and a family nearby who are experts with a crossbow.
Side Note: If you’ve ever seen the film, “Wolf Creek”, my mates brother dated one of the actresses in that film.
We know what we are getting.
I fairly recently watched one called Calibre, which was good in a way that only nail-bitingly tense horror films can be.
It’s about two mates that went on a hunting trip in the Scottish highlands. Other than the hunting part, all very normal at first, then an incident occurs and the whole thing becomes a masterclass in tension that won’t let up.
You are guaranteed to say, “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck” at least once during the film.
lol my use of swear words means Kermode’s job as a film reviewer is safe.
I couldn’t stop watching it to see what happened next, and I haven’t found anything quite like it since.
Deffo worth a watch.
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