Dark Alex's Really Long Post Thread.

[Alex]

'Tis written in Scots which is a bit different from English.

Don't believe me, just remember how hard Trainspotting is to read.

[ER]

Ooooh, sooo what you're saying is Scottish is like normal English, just with lots misspellings? I always figured Robert Burns had palsy and when they went to type out what he wrote out they thought that's how he was spelling it.

"Nae have wi' a heart saw heavy doth broke naught but pease shae where got doth troth onward areever shan be agaen, me Bonny rise where Hayven cometh."

(Tell me when I should start ducking. )

[Alex]

Hey if it works for you, go for it. There is only one Burns poem I am a fan of and that is 'A Mans A Man For A That', which should serve as a reminder to those with more wealth and power than someone else that they are no more different or special from any other.

You'd have to do a lot more than that to offend me. Like putting Dr Pepper in an expensive whiskey for example.

[ER]

Seriously, Scottish is beautiful and Scotland's mostly darn great.

[Alex]

I recommend avoiding the area from Paisley along to Greenock personally.

Although if you do want to talk about spelling we could start with words like "colour", "armour" or "realise". :P

[Alex]

Ok, so since I blasted my brother about his immigrant views we have had a few conversations via facebook (he is working in Saudi at the moment so face to face is a bit more difficult).

I understand that he is upset with our government about the tax he has paid and the non existant support he got when he was made redundant. However I am also making it clear to him that if he chooses to make the broad statements he has been making then it is going to hurt people in my family and he is putting me in the position where I have to decide am I prepared to let my family be hurt by his freedom of expression in order to have him included in our life, or do I stop them being hurt by cutting him out.

If he had told me the problems he was having at the time I could have helped out financially, but being who he is he was too proud to ask. I no longer have the luxury of allowing him to make these posts unanswered though. Just cuddling Kristi and telling her he doesn't mean her when he makes these posts isn't going to cut it and I have to make a stand now. Anyway, hopefully things will be sorted out. Will have to see how it goes though.

[indianasmith]

Hey if it works for you, go for it. There is only one Burns poem I am a fan of and that is 'A Mans A Man For A That', which should serve as a reminder to those with more wealth and power than someone else that they are no more different or special from any other.

You'd have to do a lot more than that to offend me. Like putting Dr Pepper in an expensive whiskey for example.

That would TOTALLY ruin a good Dr. Pepper!

[Alex]

There is a few hundred miles between me and you.

Maybe you make it to the nearest door to run away, maybe you don't. We are about to find out.

[Alex]

So tonight I am going out with the family.  One of the local clubs is doing a country and western night.

Kristi assures me that I agreed to go to this. Damned if I remember that or if I could think of a single reason why.

To put it bluntly I am not a fan. If it comes down to it, then I like it more than some other types of music like rap, or (and I shudder here) freeform jazz exploration.

Y'know since the devil gets all the best tunes, guess what music you are going to get up stairs? Hope you are big Spice Girls fans (zig-a-zig-ah my arse), cos you are getting stuff like that, country and western and rap.

Enjoy that for eternity. Oh and don't forget elevator muzak. You get that too.

Anyway. 1957 days left in the RAF, 400 days left until Brexit and 14 days until Kristi goes into hospital. All of a sudden today the whole baby is coming thing decided to hit me all at once. I was beginning to wonder if those feeling were ever going to show up, but to put my mood earlier as being a bit skittish was putting it mildly. I remember when I was due to go out the Afghan the first time. I was much less worried about that than I thought I would be. To be honest I was more worried about my family back home worrying about me. I had assured my mum I was going off to do one of the safest jobs you can have out there and that I would be fine which had settled her mind somewhat.

Then my older brother turned round and told her, no it wasn't safe and that actually I would be in more danger than most. In his infinite wisdom he decided that she needed to realise just what it was like out there. I had an argument with him about that and pointed out that what the family was told about it was my decision not his, but at that point the damage was done.

As it happened I ended up not going on that tour, but I could have cheerfully punched him for saying that. Anyway the point of that little aside was to say that I am much more nervous about having a little baby around than I felt about going into a warzone.

Turned around at work today to speak to the guy behind me (Jim). Turned out he was watching porn on his phone with the sound off and I turned around just at the right time to see the money shot. That did not improve my day any I have to say. Not that I object to porn as such, but there is a time and a place. I've always felt that watching it shouldn't be a group sport.

The buggy for Ash arrived yesterday and a playpen today. Other than a correctly sized mattress I am not sure what else we need to get for him. What ever a baby shower is, they aren't something that happen in the UK, but one of our Canadian friends has organised one for Kristi on Saturday, and her sister sorted out an online one for her friends and family back home. This apparently explains the random baby things that have been arriving recently and not as I assumed Kristi having access to my credit card.

Also got my mums birthday dinner tomorrow night. We are taking her out to a local restaurant that has been pretty good every time we've been so we are all  looking forward to that. If you ever happen to find yourself in Lossiemouth then Guidi's does a decent stake. You can tell them I sent you if you want, but they won't have a clue who I am.

[ER]

Just wait until you hold Ash in your arms that first time. It'll feel like you only came alive at that moment.

[Alex]

Oh, the only reason I met Kristi was because I ended up not going on that Afghan det mentioned above. I started playing an online game while I was stuck back home. At the time I was annoyed because I wanted to get my campaign medal and then leave the job.

[Alex]

Well I survived the night of country and western music.

Or since we were the youngest people there by quite some margin I have came to think of it Night of the C&W dead.

We got there at 20:00 just as the music was starting. We listened to the band playing a lot of songs and I remember thinking "Feels like we've been here hours, I wonder what time it is?"

It was 20:24.

Anyway, I smiled a lot and even got up for a dance with Elizabeth.

It's been unusually warm this week, but the temperature is supposed to plunge this weekend. During the day next week it will be in minus double figures and the wind will make that a lot worse. Guess I should dig out the cold weather gear.

[Alex]

Got home from work to find the family watching some sort of dancy thing. Trying to figure out what is going on.

Guy number 1 who I will call Mr Leapy Legs seems to be getting beaten up by what appears to be a fascist dance troupe?

As bad guys go they are somewhat lacking, being slightly less intimidating than say Kylo Ren.

Oh, the bad guys have taken a belt off of Mr Leapy Legs and given it to who I guess is their leader. He (or possibly she?) has spikes in his/her football helmet.

I must have missed something. The minions have now disappeared and Mr Leapy Legs is dance fighting with Mr/Mrs Spiky Head. And for some reason someone is leaping about in a sparkly jesters costume. Pretty sure that is a woman. Oh and Mr Leapy Legs has his belt back.

Good for him.

Maybe it is a magic belt.

Perhaps wearing it will allow him to walk like a normal person?

OK, whatever plot was going on I have lost the thread of. Everyone is now wearing sparkly silver and black stuff. I think they are still dancing. Well their legs are moving lots, but they are standing still. Its like some sort of strange tap dancing. And there is more jumping up and down and kicking legs.

Oh well, I am off to get ready to take everyone out to dinner tonight. Hopefully Stewart, Linda and Cammy will be here soon.

And I hope Mr Leapy Legs manages to keep his magic belt from Androgynous Spiky Head.

[Alex]

The thing the women were watching yesterday turned out to be called the lord of the dance.  I think I remember that as an 80's tune. I wonder if they are connected?

Kristi had her baby shower so me, Stewart and Cameron played the European board version of Ticket to Ride. Then Gary and Aidan turned up and we played Pandemic: Reign Of Cthulhu. We didn't do so well on that one and the world decended into madness, horror and eternal doom.

Maybe we should have stuck to Dead of Winter.

Went for a walk outside so Cameron and Elizabeth could catch some Pokemon. I caught Cameron and poked his belly thus inventing Pokacameron which I found more amusing. Having a birthday dinner for mum tonight. Cake is ready. Stewart etc go home tomorrow and Mum + Elizabeth go on Tuesday. I am looking forward to us spending our last few days as a duo together.

Warm hugs to all the BDMO'ers out there, especially anyone finding life tough right now.

[indianasmith]

Sounds like a fine day.  Me, I'm watching it rain for the fifth day in a row. 
Man, I miss the sun!  If I wanted weather like this I would move to the UK!