Lewis Pearce: based on the original character by Charles Dickins

(and a stunned silence falls over the perplexed crowd!)- i aim to please :P

bonjour, and thank you for joining me on my voyage of discovery into the abyss....you'd better start writing your will now because with me at the helm, christ knows when we're getting back..

2 days hath passed since our last debarcal....2 days of nonchalance and disbelief at england winning the cricket.... 2 days of alright weather....2 days of knowing that somethings gonna give....and now we look at it and realise.....the thing that gave was....school.

(more importantly, lessons, and the sheer cheek the bloody teachers have of picking up a frigging text book, trying to pass on their knowlage to us, as if they were respectable adults....pfft! i shudder to think they get paid to stand there and reel off facts from books, they themselves know jack shit about! such a waste of good time.....)

soooo....it seems we find ourselves in the unfortunate possition again my comorades....you dont want to read this, i dont particularly want to write it..... if anyone says they DO want to read several hundred words, i have one word for you:

LIAR

but anyways........ i keep wanting to write something about a topic to spark some angst and aggression, along with a healthy dose of controversy.....but i fear this is too early to write about politics and religion......

all i will say on these topics so far is;

religion: anyone who doesnt take messages in religious texts, at face value, is a fool who i have no desire to share my oxygen with...please leave

politics: the shit has hit the fan people!

but the blog for today will consist of a question: should i continue to write these types of blogs, promoting humor at the expense of the masses....or should i write stuff from the heart, (depressing at times, humerous at others) mainly portraying myself in a light few of you have ever seen?

its tough for me because i never get into a situation that warents me opening up....and as research has shown.....over 26 percent of people older than a million, are dead......and that using a computer to write your feelings allows you to psycologically connect to your emotions in a way that face-to-face interaction cannot allow.

so....if people could get back to me....much appreciated

and the inevitable....thought for the day!

in 3-d

after much contemplation, i feel the name of 'britains got tallent' should be changed to the more suitable....'britain might have tallent somewhere but we cant find it so we'll exploit what we've got'....(thoughts?)

the one touching story i grasped from this whole manifestation of crap, was Susan Boyle....surely she is the benchmark......c'mon stig-of-the-dump.... aspire to be her!

all i can think of when i see her (cruel ino) is the conversation her parents had with the doctor after she was born.....

''congratulations mr and mrs boyle, its a beautifull boy!!.....wait... my mistake....it looks like some kind of wookie..... ah yes....its a grinch..... all i can say is, my appologies, and my condolances: what a truly unfortunate looking baby you have......you have my pitty.''

but she can FOOKING SING!!!!! ugly as sin with the voice of an angel.....god did fuck up, didnt he....

but after her stay in re-hab, we can but hope that this lady-of-the-night, disolves into our minds and back into the depths of obscurity from whence she came......

but here's a charming photo of her anyways :P

CRA peop's (and i mean everyone this time!)