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Pull up to the bumper, baby

So, a rare post from me just to get a rant off my chest.

We all know that disc/permit parking is a pain, whether you’re using a permit or a disc. Sorry in advance.

A couple of weeks ago now, a car appeared outside our front door. It is still there. Two weeks later, with no permit and no disc change, and not even a note.

What are the parking controllers being paid for exactly? That’s two weeks. In a two hour zone. Two. Weeks.

I don’t want to be the guy who “tells on them” to the government so they get fined and contacted etc. Maybe a throwback to high school where that sort of behaviour led to a none-too-brief kicking down at The Goosey, so I’ll probably just settle for sticking my tongue out at it every time I pass.

Rant over.

Driving down those city streets
Waiting to get down
Won’t you take your big machine
Somewhere in this town…

…pull up to the bumper baby”

Pull up to the bumper – Grace Jones

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*update on last week’s blog: I didn’t tell the person that I think they’re ace. I’d rather not say and have what we have than say it and risk ending up without.*

Which brings me to this week:

Too frequently in the last few weeks it’s been pointed out (mostly directly, once indirectly, but I’m fairly sure I was in the crosshairs!) that maybe I look at things too cynically, always seeing the problems. That got me thinking about self-fulfilling prophecies…

So, maybe my glass isn’t always half full. I don’t think of myself as a cynic, I’ve always felt mine was a healthy realistic viewpoint. But maybe I should relax a bit and take a more “suck-it-and-see” approach to things.

On the other hand, that sounds like it’s going to hurt. I’m a risk-averse person, I know this, and it would seem that as time moves on, I’ve moved away from assessing the risk/reward involved to assessing whether there is any risk. If there is, it appears I don’t take it.

I’ve tried to buck that trend of late (ref parachuting, wave-dodging, audition-applying) but that doesn’t seem to have fed through into every area of my life. I’m not sure if it’s rejection I fear, or hurt, or just disruption to my routine for the risk of only a little gain- maybe I’m more of a spinster than I thought!

So, at some point I need either a) take a leap and break the cycle or b) get some kittens, and call them my babies- kids won’t walk past my place: they’ll run. “Run away from crazy kitten man” they’ll shout. (Erm, that’s a Chandler-from-friends quote by the way, edited to be snake friendly).

In short, I’m far too chicken to step outside my comfort zone. I always have been, and I probably always will be. As much as I may want to change that, it’s far too much who I am. I quite like who I am most of the time, but sometimes I suck. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I’ve also learned a new phrase recently- Secret Single Behaviour (abbreviates to ssb). Descriptive of stuff you do which you know is a bit weird but you do anyway because there’s nobody around to say “dude, that’s a bit weird”.

So right now, I’m off to make sure I have some green jelly in to eat at the weekend when Liverpool are on Match of the Day (ssb alert!)

Barljo

Not a deep heartfelt blog this week. I was reading around as you do and found this quote.

Donโ€™t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.โ€ ~ Anton Chekhov

I’m going to be ribbed for quoting that guy as I’ve been verbal about “more bloody Chekhov?!” many times in the last few years, but this is a good quote and needs to be shared!

I guess it could be applied to many things, I’ll leave that to you guys. But as (apparently) Chekhov says, actions speak louder than words. So this week, here’s what I’ll try to be doing: showing people glints of light rather than talking about the moon.

More than words…

Barljo