Saturday, September 24, 2011

Ghastly Facebook memes the 5th

I really truly particularly hate the ghastly FB memes that end with "Please pass this along if you agree or simply delete it if you don't".

So you can clog up my newsfeed with your bigoted craptrap*, yeah, but zog forbid I challenge or call you on it. Don't tell me how to react to your opinion, bluepencilface.

How about I tell you what I think in response, instead of just deleting? After all, you think you're so special I need to know what you think. It's only fair that I get the same privilege, isn't it? I mean, I'm not expecting you to change your mind, I'm not expecting you to be interested even, but if you can spout a lot of old misinformed hooey, then by zog so can I.

* the r is there on purpose.

Flying high

I love flying dreams. I'm never soaring effortlessly 'though, it's more like swimming through air and takes a lot of effort, and I sink to the ground if I stop my stroke. This time I had a companion who I was giving tips to, cos I'd flown before (in previous dreams). It all seemed perfectly reasonable to be swooshing through the sky and nobody who saw us was the least bit phased.

It was a great dream up until the point I forced myself on David Cameron in a swimming pool. Ugh.

Stupid brain.

You spoiled my dream, Cameron, you dough-faced bastard.