A blog mostly about my family. Though I also rant about other things, work, music, films etc.
Sunday, 4 October 2009
Why is it that the only people that know how to run this country are either driving taxis or cutting hair?
Evening all. We are back at home. We went today to Sanjay and Tina's in London for their daughters birthday. The kids loved it, and now are in bed asleep.
Right, now my daughter is soon to turn four. And this is her birthday wishlist (with links). A green lightsaber, a Duplo box of bricks, a Little Miss Sunshine, Peppa Pig space cadets, A Disney princess dress, a talking Little Miss Chatterbox, or a guitar from the Early Learning Centre. I am sure that there are other things that she would want.
Anyway, her birthday is going to be interesting. My daughter you see, not even four has two boyfriends. One older, one younger. And they are both to come to her party...
On the topic of unconventional relationships, thanks to Sally and Simon, my wife and I watched Vicky Christina Barcelona. A damm good film, which I would post more about, but I have to go to bed.
I hope you like the joke...
A truck driver sees a girl about to jump off a bridge so he stops.
'What are you doing?' he say's.
'I'm trying to commit suicide.' she says.
'Well before you jump give me a blow job,' the truckie asks, so she does.
After she's finished the truckie says 'Wow thats wasted talent, why are you committing suicide?'
'Because my parents don't like me dressing up like a girl!'