  It's mighty damn warm today. Just thought I'd share that with people. If anyone out there reading this is cold, i'd email you some warmth, but i don't think present technology will allow me.
Sorry about that. I have the feeling my weekend escaped me... Was on a first aid and firefighting course both days, so i didn't have much time left for kicking back and doing fun stuff. Don't get me wrong, the course was very good, but relaxation has been thin on the ground. Still managed to get out for a few beverages on Saturday, and then watched Hannibal. Or at least, Anne watched Hannibal. I watched ten minutes then went to sleep. Apparently, though, i have comforting snoring. It's been called a lot of things, but never comforting. In fact, it was once described as sounding like 'two diesel powered warthogs mating in a huge bowl of trifle' by some poor dude who had to share a caravan with me... Now that is something i'd like to hear, although i reckon i'd pass up on the opportunity of seeing it. Trifle. That'd be nice. My Mum makes great trifle, although not living at home i don't get to eat it all that often. Never mind, am probably going to go and see the folks in august. I'd like to know something. I'd like to know just what it is that i'd like to know.
I think after statements like that i should be condemned to a life of not knowing a whole awful lot. But, so long as i'm having fun, that's all i need, really. Wisdom is an optional extra. Maybe i'll have a contemplation session tonight, or maybe i'll just get drunk. Or maybe, i'll combine the two. I reckon thinking is a bit like training for the lifeboat - it's all very well being able to do things when it's calm, but you need to be able to do it when it's rough. Therefore, you need to practice when it's rough. Ditto thinking. If you want to be wise when drunk, you have to... what is this pish i'm spouting? Now all i need is for someone to throw in 'wisest is he who knows he knows nothing'. That'll put a cat amongst the pigeons...
It's all very well saying 'hey, i know nothing, how wise am i, huh? ' but how do you know you know nothing? I imagine knowledge about things like where i've put my car keys (don't know, last seen in kitchen cupboard) and who the prime minister of new zealand (Helen Clarke) is not included in the knowing nothing. But does knowing that statement mean you know too much to be wise? Or once you know you know nothing, are you allowed to start re-building your knowledge? I just wish i knew what i..... oh, bollocks, this is confusing me. Just have fun. That's my theory of everything.
That and use some fucking common sense. That's what the world needs. Fewer laws and more common sense. i think. But, i could be wrong.... &lt end transmission &gt 
