BBC's dignity.

Now what is there about television that I can moan about. The first thing I think of is shows that bore me. The show might not be necessarily be boring but that bores me, and when I think of boring TV shows I automatically think of BBC four. Even writing that is boring. I can't help it, I'm sure there must be some good that comes out of that channel. I mean, I saw an advert for a programme that Stephen Mangan was in, and I like Stephen Mangan. I liked that show called 'Episodes' that he was in. The show that that was on the advert though looked quite good but because I saw the BBC four logo at the start the whole advert had a whiff of intellect that would intimidate a simpleton like me.

Don’t get me wrong, I like the BBC. To me it's the only channel that still has any dignity. I have a couple of reasons for this. Number one, there’s no stupid adverts for products I don't even care about and wouldn’t even buy if my head was sandwiched between a rock and a hard place. And yes I changed the concept of that metaphor, if it's a metaphor, but I don't know I haven’t done any proper English at school for nearly two years, which probably shows. The second thing is that with the four channels that the BBC have they’ve actually properly distributed their shows. The boring (or educated as some people call it) shows are shrugged away onto BBC four, the comedy shows are occasionally released out like mentally frail person onto BBC three, the 'almost interesting enough to get on BBC one' shows are gracefully shoved onto BBC two and BBC one claims all the sane, interesting, successful shows and usually has a show about sheep and stuff.

The way I started this was with boring shows that, well, bored me. I find some shows that are supposed to be good, boring. I think the best of these is 'Two and a half men' which is now more 'Two men and a obese adolescent', which makes the show so authentically American. All it is is 'misunderstood' father and his fat kid initially sponging of his brother who was played by Charlie Sheen and we all knew what happened to him, he had tiger blood. But we have to remember that somewhere a poor tiger might have drug filled, Adonis flaked Sheen blood, unlucky. Anyway, it's a stupid show and I can't be bothered to moan any more.

Until next time.  

I didn't forget about you...

Hello and welcome to the upper limits of my mountainous imagination. Nice to see you again. I want to have something at the start of my blog that's regular, like Tobuscus' vlog with “hello audience” and stuff. I'll work on that. I might even think of something better, I doubt it but I might happen at some point, maybe.

And before you say, yeah yeah yeah, I know I didn't do a blog last week. I couldn’t be bothered, I procrastinated. The problem with doing this blog is that I feel like I should do it every week. I said I would but it's not like I have a large audience to disappoint. I even thought about doing them more often, like doing three a week but shorter because I am a lazy bugger. But now I think that because I'm a lazy bugger I feel like not doing many at all anyway. Ah well, ignore that little self rant. Before when I said the upper limits of my mountainous imagination, yeah well I'm lazy aren’t I.

I'm only going to do a short one this week just to let you know of my different hope for my ideas. I like to rant about lots of different things, and oddly enough I enjoy that. I might just get one subject and rant around many different areas related. To get me started I think I’ll use television as my muse. My moaning, ranting and general babbling will begin. Until then my friends (or random people).   

Hard at work, or hardly working. Definitely the latter.

Hello once again, or hello for the first time if you haven't read my first blog, and if you haven't read my first one read it now... I mean now, go, read. I'll even put this line here so you don't forget where you were (even though you haven't read very far, if you lost your point here you're an idiot) -------------- Did you read it? Good, now we can continue... (I've got a feeling that that wont apply to many people as I know everyone who read my first blog, apart from a random German) What's that you say? You didn't like my first one? Don't worry, neither did I.

For this I thought that I might attempt to have an overall point to my randomness. If you're still the same idiot who lost their place earlier, I’m guessing you didn't read the title. It's about work, now I don't mean working 9 till 5 (what a way to make a living), I mean my type of work. I'm in sixth form so work to me is just school work. It's not exciting but I’m not saying that normal work is either. Both of these types of work have different perks and flaws (mostly flaws on both sides though).

Lets explore the perks. I'm probably going to end up looking more at school work as I have little experience of 'real work'. Well, these perks can sometimes be hard to come by. The usual perk is finding out something that is actual useful in real life. This is one that usually occurs with school work. As far I know this happens far less in proper work. This rarely ever happens, at sixth form I study Maths, Biology and Art. There absolutely useless for finding out real life useful information. Most of biology is about chemistry, I hate chemistry (sorry to those who like it, and if you like chemistry you love it. Chemistry is like Marmite, you love it or hate it. Even people who dislike chemistry still study it because they can do it). People who aren’t in education will say “oh, but you do biology. What are you going to do later in life? Be a doctor?”. You'd think that biology would help in medicine but the Marmite subject is more important. It's sometimes a little depressing when your studying biology and everything is chemistry. I feel like life is trying to say “Here, you can know what happens but now, let the big boys and there Bunsen burners through so they can save the world from disease and plight.” It's odd though, it sounds like I’m resentful, I’m not, I’m happy for the Marmiters. I couldn't be a doctor, the lack of compassion linked alongside the lack of intelligence and knowledge would hinder me somewhat. Now back to the perks, um, I can't actually think of many more right now, I might look for more inspiration later on.

Now for the flaws, although a few of them are debatable between different people. The main one in my head is how easy it is to procrastinate which certain tasks. With a bit of education now, the definition of procrastination “ Noun: The act or habit of procrastinating, or putting off or delaying, especially something requiring immediate attention: She was smart, but her constant procrastination led to her to be late with almost every assignment.” When I read this for the first time I thought that it will probably be the kind of description on my gravestone. As for the description I first thought “well that's sexist” but then I thought if I was a he it would just say “He was smart, but he was just lazy.” I have many different ways of procrastinating, I know some card tricks so I could practise them, I know how to juggle (kind of) I could practise that, I have an Xbox 360 which explains itself. Along with these I have developed the ability to sit and do absolutely nothing (apart from breathing and living generally). Now for teachers and bosses and other people that have applied the task to you find this to be a rather large flaw. On the other hand it's fun, maybe in itself a game to try and procrastinate (which again in itself is procrastinating). Also the useful thing about having a laptop is that I can roam and type, (by roam I mean I’m either at home or at sixth form) I can people watch. It's amusing, but its not like I’m watching in a dirty way. Although that's amusing to a different type of person and for the record I’m not that type of person. Its another great way to just generally waste time even if you don't have to be working. Just looking at people and saying that everyone you watch is an idiot helps to raise your self esteem as well. Try it at some point, its fun.

Well that’s it for now, I think I've talked enough for now. Its actually began to hurt my head. Until next time. (And like last time, don't take anything I say seriously.)