| There now follows a Poetically Incorrect Poem, from the Author. The Author (that’s me) would like to take this opperchancity to apologise to his friends ( Oh yes I do have some, not many, but more than one) for not being able to contribute to your wonderfully constructed weblog postings. I have been reading them ( I was in the 3rd person thingy, but now I’m not, it’s not good English, I know, but hey, I’m not English, so why should I bother) and trying to comment on them, however, I changed my password recently, and can never remember it, but it’s in the system now, so I don’t have to remember it, I just need to remember my name ( not my actual real name, but my virtual name, ) then my PC does the rest. Now ( hopefully) here is a poem.
Sick and tired being sick and tired
Losing a job is like getting fired
A woman’s work may never be done
When she’s out on the town having fun
So worried at being so worried
A Murray should never be hurried
Failing to plan is planning to fail
Big city bankers going to jail
Don’t try to walk before you can crawl
The winner will always take it all
Empty vessels can make the most noise
Girls will be girls, and boys will be boys
Very boring being a big bore
History repeats itself once more
Got to stop letting sleeping dogs lie
Too many fingers, not enough pie
That’s that then, emm, as ever thank you for coming to my little piece of the blogosphere, (well it isn’t all mine, I only rent the space, although the rent is very affordable, it’s free, zilcho, nothing, nowt, zero, etc.) and reading this thing that I did in this place that I did it in. If you learned something by reading this, then it’s all been worthwhile, it is also unlikely that you have learned anything by reading this, but you never know. Well I never seem to know, but that’s me, maybe you’re different? ( I do hope that, for your own sake, that you are different ) Oh well better go then, Chee ry….
Posted on Thewhitesettler at 10:31
Another Chatroom Experience………..
Posted: Thursday, 23 October 2008
3 comments
It is very stormy here today, the Ferry never sailed, and will not sail today, therefore the supermarket shelves will be empty
thewhitesettler: There are gusts of up to 75mph expected, so we’ll just have to ride it out again
thewhitesettler: Winter is upon us yet again, oh how lovely
thewhitesettler: Wait a minute, when I was at school ( I’ll admit, not very often) Autumn, or Fall ( for our American friends) followed Summer, has it changed since then?
thewhitesettler: There are lots of changes these days, some good, some bad, mistakes are made, that’s alright, just as long as we don’t keep repeating the same mistake over and over and over again
thewhitesettler: What is a mistake?
thewhitesettler: One person may think it is a mistake, but another may disagree.
thewhitesettler: But that is opinionated mistakes ( if there is such a word as opinionated? If not there is now)
thewhitesettler: Like today, if you were to hang your washing out on the clothes line, you may think that the wind will dry your clothes, however, there is rain with the wind, so your clothes could be dry, then wet, then dry, then wet, as the wind and the rain fight one another to see who is the best
thewhitesettler: And the point being?
thewhitesettler: I’ve forgotten now, emm, give me a sec.
thewh itesettler: The washing thing, is it a mistake? Well yes I think, your clothes may get blown away, and you would need to be awfy lucky to go out and get them in when they were in a dry state. That is when the wind is out-doing the rain.
thewhitesettler: Yeah, but if it wasn’t raining when the washing went out, and it didn’t rain for an hour or so, then your washing may well be dry
thewhitesettler: Ah, no I’m afraid not, you see, you’d have fallen into that old trap. The “Rain” is like the “Gas-Man” The “Parcel Delivery Man” and others, they wait until you go out ( after you’ve been waiting all day for them to call) then pop a postcard through your door, saying ” While you were out….blah, blah, blah”
thewhitesettler: The “Rain” won’t pop a card through your letter box though, no “The Rain” waits until you’ve hung your very last bit of washing on your line, then even waits until you are safely back in the house, then “The Rain” will come down in torrents.
thewhitesettler: So to sum things up, if it’s very windy, the rain won’t be too far away, in fact it’s ( the rain) possibly round the back having a quick smoke, before getting down to business
thewhitesettler: Well you learn something new everyday, what you learn?
thewhitesettler: I don’t know? Well nice chatting with you, sorry about the biscuits ( Cookies, in the States) maybe I’ll have a better selection next time. Cheery….
Posted on Thewhitesettler at 15:17
How Can20You Cope?
Posted: Tuesday, 21 October 2008
8 comments
How do you cope?
Now that your life has been turned upside down
Told not long to live, yet you smile, not frown
Did life live up to your expectations?
Could there be anymore implications?
How do you cope?
Knowing your world has just been torn apart?
Now that the end is beginning to start
In the future she’ll have new relations
More decisions avoiding temptations
How do you cope?
Life slipping away no mountain to climb.
No use inquiring, there’s so little time
Time that can’t be stopped, or paused, nor left behind
There’s no solution, and that’s on your mind
How do you cope?
Sensing that your life is ebbing away
No doubt she has somewhere secure to stay
She’ll live on as the world won’t stop turning
Memories of you, she will be yearning
How do you cope?
Looking back at life fills you with sorrow
Dreaming about a fresh day tomorrow
Waiting for results of another test
Always smiling, and hoping for the best
How will she cope?
Without her mother being beside her?
Without her mothers hand there to guide her?
We’ll tell her the truth, she’ll be enlightened
She’ll be looked after, so don’t be frightened
How do we cope?
An empty bed in a cold and dark room
A f ragile flower, no longer in bloom
A loving mother cut down in her prime
Emotional scars may be healed by time
My thoughts behind this posting will be revealed through time.
Posted on Thewhitesettler at 11:55
The Tws Phrase Answer Blog.( This blog has ADULT Content)
Posted: Tuesday, 14 October 2008
3 comments
I’ve tried to keep the sex and violence down to a minimum, but I still think that anyone under the age of 16 should close their eyes while reading this weblog posting.
This is a bit of a toothless blog today, and will be from now on.
I have all these “Phrases” or “Sayings” rattling around my brainbox, and sometime I wonder what they all mean, but now I know ( well I think I know, or I know what they mean to me, not that they have a deep significant meaning for me, just what they actually mean. Is that clear? Possibly not, but why change the habit of a life time ( a wee saying for some of you out there) so back to, oops) what they all mean, so here are a few I’ve sorted for you.
1) It’s not cheating, until you get caught. Well if you know it’s wrong, whatever you’re doing, then it’s still wrong. You could always catch yourself.
2) The sights you see when you don’t have a gun. This may be a reflection of how we see society, or it could be that it is a different reflection, like a mirror perhaps?
3) When I read about all the evils of dri nking, it just makes me want to give it up.
So I don’t do very much reading anymore, usually because I’m too p*ss*d to see anything, which seamlessly brings me onto.
4) Avoid hangovers. Stay Drunk. Now I’ve tried this before, for scientific purposes only, and it didn’t always work, but I’ll kreep on trying. I think that if you keep to the same drink, and don’t mix your drinks, over a long period, it may work.
6) Some say that the glass is half full, while others say that the glass is half empty, however I can solve this, age old, problem, just drink whatever’s in the bloomin’ glass, then it’ll be empty. No more thinking there then.
 I have great faith in idiots, some of you may think that is self-confidence. That is quite possible, but at least I’ve got my faith to keep me going, and having faith is a good thing, unless you’re an idiot.
9) I have no enemies, only friends. A lot of my friends may not like me, but I still don’t have any enemies. Now as an example, or examples, I could say that EffCee is my friend, and that is true, I could also say that Ruthiebabe is my friend ( I’d like Ruthie to be a close friend, very close) and that all of you are my friends, but you don’t have to like me.
10)The grass is greener on the other side. Now that saying may well be true, however just be content with the knowledge that, no matter how green it is, you don’t have to cut it.
14) We are all responsible for our actions. Now20if you’re a celebrity you’re not, just as long as the press get a few pictures of you being irresponsible.
12) Computers may be able to beat men at chess, but they’re not so good at kick-boxing ( well the last one that beat me at chess wasn’t, look I don’t condone violence, but it was laughing at me, so a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do)
15) Love at first sight? That’s not true, you can’t just see someone then fall in love with them, unless they are very rich, or they have something that you want/desire/need? But that isn’t falling in love with the person, is it?
Well that’s it people, I think that I’ve answered a few of the unanswerable questions that life has tossed our way. So I thank for coming to my humble little piece of the blogosphere, and reading this thing that I do in this place that I do it in ( although you should really be thanking me)this place being, the world (in)famous Island Blogging. Have we learned something from reading this weblog posting? I think that we all know the answer to that question ( unless you’re really stupid) don’t we?
This blog was brought to you by me, I think, well I typed it in here, but Carol of IBHQ, will have to put it out here, for you to read, ach who cares. Cheery…
Posted on Thewhitesettler at 05:46
An Autumnal Fall
Posted: Monday, 06 October 2008
8 comments
Does anybody out there want to listen to a story?
It’s long and short, not very nice, but not too gory.
Just popped in to see if anyone would be here.
Sun is shining, though not warm for this time of year
Summer has packed it’s bags, heading south to dream
Autumnal shades pouring all over Mother Nature’s cream
The garden furniture all put away for one more year
Shorts, pastel shades, flip-flops are not winters gear
No one on-line just now everyone’s got a life
Keep sitting here all alone, waiting for my wife
Just waiting, always waiting, plenty of time to spare
Come on in, sit by the fire a while in a comfy armchair
Have a chat, a chin-wag, a problem halved is a problem shared
Talking to myself again, I thought that someone, anyone cared
Only wanting a wee chat, I’m not looking for a friend
Oh well that’s it then, like summer this is the end!
| Inner Being? |
Inside of our being, there is always a different us wanting to get out, but we keep it locked up inside, because we are afraid, but what are we afraid of? Being made to look foolish? Being hurt, emotionally or otherwise? I don’t know who said this ( a quote will follow) but it always seems to ring true with myself, ” The greatest fear of all, is fear itself” The fear of growing old alone? The fear of saying the wrong thing, at the wrong time? If you are attracted to another person, and deep down inside ( this is the being inside of us) you want to ask them to go out for a meal, or a few drinks, or even on a date, but you fear rejection, then you have to take a deep breath, and let your inner being out, and go and ask the person if they wish to go out on a date, or whatever. They may say yes, you will never know until you ask.
Somedays we have to look at ourselves in the mirror, and give some encouragement to ourselves, like ” You can do that” or maybe ” At least give it a try” We may miss out on things in life, all because we keep our inner being locked away deep within our body. So just let it out, don’t be afraid to look foolish, don’t be scared of rejection, just do what you want to do. The more often you fall, or fail, the easier it becomes, but we must take the first step, and unlock the door to our inner-being, let it out, and you could have a great life, but be ready for knock-backs, take them in your stride, take them with a smile, never apologise for being different, or for letting your inner being out. Thank you for reading this…
| Mr. President |
The USA has had an election
Let’s hope they have made the right selection
We’re all flowing in the same direction
Is there still time to make a correction?
They have elected Mister Barack Obama
Now he’s a good man who loves his Grandma
Won’t make a crisis out of a drama
Or put our Earth in a state of trauma
A black President brings equality
Lead the globe away from insanity
Show the world America’s dignity
No more race hate and animosity
No longer needing to discriminate
World leaders wanting to co-operate
Awaiting the chance to participate
In the promised change, but they’ll have to wait.
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Thursday, 13 November 2008
| An Education on Trust…….. |
I’ve always wanted my weblog postings, and my rhyming sentences, to be educational, and now it appears that they are. Suprising maybe? Yes, it’s possible, but to think of all those young sponge-like, minds taking in the words of yours trully ( that’s me, I think it is anyway, you never know though) it can bring a tear to a glass eye.
Right then, my own educational experiences were not always nice ones, but that’s growing up for you, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. I went to an RC school, and in my primary school it was alright, I did often wonder why I was the only Rangers fan in the school, but by the time I reached secondary school, I soon found out why. Now me being a Rangers fan, I did attend a number of football matches ( soccer games, for our American friends) involving Rangers playing Celtic, and one thing always puzzled me was why a lot of Celtic fans used to bless themselves everytime they saw Rangers fans? I remember being told, of how, in certain parts of Eire, that people on buses would bless themselves everytime they passed a church ( by blessing themselves I do mean that they did the sign of the cross thing, you know the thing that Catholics do, and they were not sneezing, or indeed others around them were not sneeezing, and they blessed themselves then, No not that blessing, the other one, is that clear then?) which is alright in Eire, because most of the churches are RC. Can you imagine the scene on the top of a double-decker bus in Glasgow ( not right on top, not on the roof, but on the upper deck) if the same applied here.
RC 1- Oh there’s a church ( then blesses himself, remember nobody is sneezing)
RC 2 – Ya eejit that ye are
RC 1 – Whit?
RC 2 – That wiz a Proddy church
RC 1 – Do we no’ bless oorselves when we pass a Proddy church then?
RC 2 No we do not. I think it might be a sin
RC 1 – Oh NO, does that mean I’ll need tae go back tae confession
RC 2 – Aye
RC 1 – Whit aboot if I say a couple o’ Hail Mary’s and an Oor Faithers, wid that no dae?
RC 2 – Dae I look like the Pope tae you?
RC 1 – Ahm jist askin’, nae need tae get sarky. And anway, ye dae look a bit like the Pontiff.
RC 2 – Whit dae ye mean by that?
RC1 – Well you’ve got on a silly hat as well.
RC 2 – Ya cheeky little b*****
RC 1 – Oh here’s a church comin’ up?
RC2 where?
RC1 – Noo that’s a Cathlic church.
RC 2 – Whit makes ye say that then?
RC 1 – Well I open ma mooth and the words jist come flowin’ oot, but I’m no’ a scientist.
So they can’t really do it in this country, so maybe Celtic fans blessing themselves on seeing a Rangers fan, is them believing that Rangers fans are of the same high esteem as RC chuches in Eire? Just a thought, that’s all, now do you trust me?
Now here’s the words that the Head Teacher would like to be read out in Assembly. Ooohh, I’ve gone all warm inside, a nice feeling, what could it be?
Trust
What is trust?
Who can we trust?
Can we trust our loved ones?
Can we trust each other?
Do we need to earn trust?
Can I trust you with a secret?
Can we trust our police force?
Can we trust our political masters?
Can we trust what we hear?
Can we trust our eyes?
Can we trust the camera to never lie?
Is trust very important to you?
Without trust what do we have?
Can we trust our landlords?
Can we trust our children?
Can we trust our friends?
Without trust, there can be no friendship.
Without friendship, there can be no trust.
Do you trust me?
Is trust the most important factor in a relationship?
I trust that you will forgive me this one time
COMMENTS…..
Joy P***** (11/2/2008 10:43:00 AM)
I am trying to write an assembly about trust and your poem conveys the message i am trying to give. I hope it is alright for the children to read it out.
Thank you for reading this thing that I do in this place that I do it in, this place being the (in)famous Island Blogging. Have you learned something by reading this? Well maybe, but remember if your wean, comes hame, talking all aboot trust, you’ll know where he/she has got it from. Cheery….
| A Warmer Pussy |
I found this Ad. on a certain bidding website, and since I am so concerned for the safety, and indeed comfort of pussy cats, I thought that I should, share this with you all ( because, as you know, I am a caring, sharing kinda guy)
I have tried to stick within the rules, regarding advertising, by asterixing some words, it is not due to sweary words, OH NO, never any sweary words on this blog, unlike some I could mention, but won’t, this being due to the ASBO application made by this certain bloggers legal eagle, Jill from Eeeeeekk, who never ventures out during the day, or so I’m told??? So that’s it then, if ye’ve got a pussy, and ye’d like tae keep yer pussy warm, then just let me know, and I’ll be glad to assist in anyway that I can.
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OH nearly forgot. Cheery…..
I was just driving along a road, after dropping Herself off at work ( I didn’t really drop Her, I just stopped the car outside Her place of work, and she got out and went into her place of work, I hope that clears that up then?)and started to head back to The Croft, when there was a car in front of me, not an unusual event, cars being in front of me, but there was a car in front of me stationary, because some lorry driver had decided to stop to unload his goods during the 5 minute rush hour traffic. Well there were queues of traffic, so I was behind this car, and it had one of those stickers on it’s rear window and it read ” BABY ON BOARD” so what? Why do people insist on having these signs? It’s not as if I was going to smash into the car, but because there was the “BABY ON BOARD” sign, I decided not to ram into the back of the car. The thing about it is, there was NO BABY ON BOARD. So they are either lying about having a BABY, or they lost it somewhere?
I just don’t understand why people have these signs on their car. Is it because they are showing the world that they can “Re-produce”? “Hey look at me, I’ve made a baby” Is that what these signs are all about? There’s even signs stating ” Little Princess On Board” So what! I was never going to crash into the car anyway. Some people eh?
I’ve got Fred in doing the toilet/bathroom ( he’s not come here with a newspaper to do a No. 1, or No. 2, He’s refurbishing the bathroom for us) I think that all the stuff is here, although some bits are not correct, nothing is ever perfect, and I’m keeping well out of the way, not because I have something against Fred ( don’t go there FC) but I have the anti-midas touch, like the midas touch is stuff turned to gold, however my touch is the opposite.
I have the car so that if I need a No. 2, I can pop into the car and drive to the Co-op, and use their toilet,( I will, of course purchase something from the Co-op, before using their loo, a newspaper possibly) or go to the Mother-in-laws place. Now that is smart thinking, and us poor peoples can’t afford to have 2 toilets like some blogger that resides on the Orkney Mainland, who shall remain nameless, as it could be construed as bullying, and I don’t want to bully EffCee, well I do in my dreams, although sometimes they turn into nightmares.
Well that’s me, I’ll see if Fred wants his photo taken, whilst slogging away in the loo. Oh dear, the camera needs new batteries, and I’m going to take Boy to get his eyes tested, or something, so I’ll pop into that shop, the big shop in Stornoway that emm, is called something you get from sheep ( no not tics or meat, their furry bits, no not those bits, they’ve had the “Rubber Band” treatment, their coats) and the second syl, och to heck with it, it’s Wooolies. I’ll get those rechargeable batteries. I must have thrown the original ones away, how unlike me to do something stupid like that. Well better go now, this is getting the size of a book, or one of Moo’s blogs. Cheery…
| A Fool Stop. Oh See Dee. ( read 1 get 1 free) |
I’ve lost a full stop,
And I need it for the end
I’ve lost a full stop,
It’s driving me round the bend
I’ve lost a full stop,
I wonder where it can be?
I’ve lost a full stop,
If you see it, please tell me
I’ve lost a full stop,
I better keep on looking
I’ve lost a full stop,
The banks books have been cooking
I’ve lost a full stop,
I can’t find it anywhere
I’ve lost a full stop,
Oh there it is, over there
I lost a full stop,
Now I have found it again
I lost a full stop,
It’s here now, right at the end.
OH SEE DEE!
Got to shake the drips, got to shake the drips
Got to wash my hands, got to wash my hands
Got to dry them right, got to dry them good
Got to be done right, no-one understands
Got to sweep the floor, need to sweep the floor
Got to clean the brush, I must clean the brush
Got to mop the floor, need to mop the floor
Got to rinse the mop, take my time, don’t rush
Got to keep house clean, need to keep house clean
Got to vacuum clean, I’ll need to rest then
Got to polish wood, coffee table’s good
Got to clean it right, count from one to ten
Got to go again, need to go again
Got to shake the drips, Got to squeeze them out
Got to wash my hands, have to wash my hands
Got to towel dry, got to scream and shout
Got to carry on, can’t do this anymore
Got to see the light, my SAD little light
Got to just sit still, got to be happy
Got to stop talking, got to stop tonight
Got to stop counting, I can’t help counting
Got to sort it out, need to sort it out
Got to clean my teeth, need to keep them clean
Got to get some help, Got to there’s no doubt |
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