In my last post I touched on my smoking addiction, whilst that is my most unhealthy addiction it is not the one that will probably kill me first. The one that will get me first is the addiction to MUGS. I love ’em. If I find a quirky mug, I must have it. I have boxes full of mugs that I will probably never use again, but I can’t get rid of them because they are my babies. My problem is though, if I keep buying them the rest of my family is going to either keep the mugs and kick me out or just shank me with one of my own mugs!
I took delivery today of my latest addition. I wouldn’t have known about this if my wonderful wife hadn’t shown me her Facebook time-line yesterday, but she slipped up and I saw this and had to have something similar. So here I present to you – The Mug I Was Looking For:
The Force is Strong With This Mug
The upside to my collection is that I get to use these cool things to.. the downside.. more washing up. It’s a trade-off
The post I originally started writing was dark, dismal and full of swear words. Absolutely not what I have been about lately. Something I have tried to build myself away from for a while. Yeah, OK, I may feel bad at the moment and I may not have sunbeams shining out of my bum at the moment but I don’t have to bring everyone else down with me. So that post is going stay in my Drafts folder for a while and instead I am just going to share a few things with you instead. (more…)
To celebrate World Book Day, I have taken the diabolical liberty of mangling a page from a book. This is meant as no disrespect to to the author, it was just the first book I had open in my Kindle app and the first page was the one that I had decided that I would use.