You don't say.....



You know when you read something and think to yourself “really, you don’t say” well that’s me that is. That’s exactly the response I had after reading this particular article (WARNING, DON’T CLICK ON THE LINK IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THE F WORD)

When I say f word I don’t mean fringillaceous or even floccinaucinihilipilification, I think we all know the word I mean, so if offended, don’t look and if you did already I apologise lol.

For those that didn’t look, it’s basically a small piece about Brian Wilson (Beach Boys singer/songwriter) explaining how drugs “messed” his brain up.

Stating the obvious perchance??????????  Just slightly……..

He describes how LSD led to auditory hallucinations that he still experiences to this day, but hey, initially he felt really creative after using LSD so that’s ok then.  A brief increase in creativity is worth a lifetime of hearing voices making continual derogatory comments about you isn’t it? (that was sarcasm ladies and gentleman, I’m not being serious)

Still, if one person learns from Brian’s experiences and as a result doesn’t use or stops using illicit substances then it’s a good thing he has gone public with it. Equally if it raises awareness of the link between drug use and mental health difficulties then it’s positive.  It’s not always easy for people to speak openly about their experiences with mental health problems, or drug use so fair play to him.

By the way, the Beach boys song I linked to is (in my opinion) a long way off being one of their better songs, there are loads that I like and I enjoy listening to now and again, Barbara Ann not being one of them lol. The reason I linked to that particular song was so that I could go off on a complete tangent (I do that, you may have noticed) and link to another video. Its a different version of Barbara Ann by THE greatest drummer of all time, granted his singing is appalling but that wasn’t what he was known for. I have seen it many times and it never fails to bring a smile and a chuckle :-)

This is just.......

……. a quick celebratory post, a celebratory post in recognition of the passing of a rather unpleasant chapter in my life. I say chapter, it was a few weeks and although unpleasant I am probably over doing it somewhat.

I’m talking about the abscess (as mentioned in the last post)

Without wishing to tempt fate and say the wrong thing, but in hushed, whispered, walls have ears, carless talk, nudge nudge wink wink, keep it under your hat (etc etc) type way, I think….

I’m over the worst

Hence a celebratory post, ok, I admit, it’s a bit of a lame reason to celebrate, but celebrate I will J

I feel slightly confused

Probably more than “slightly”

It doesn’t take much to confuse me, but as I sit here typing this (with immense pain in my mouth) I must admit to being very confused by the above saying.

I appreciate that in certain circumstances “no pain no gain” can make a bit of sense and may even be justified, but I would imagine that in many more circumstances it sounds like utter twaddle to the person experiencing said pain.

If I were in training for something or trying to achieve some personal goal re endurance etc  then maybe, just maybe I would agree, but I’m not, I’m sitting here with an abscess in my gum, deep beneath a tooth, pressing on a nerve and feeling more sensitive by the hour, oh and its expletive expletive agony L

So that’s the pain part established, now for the gain part, ummmmmm ,  oh, I know, once I have endured this pain my gain will be a reward of some sort from the government, possibly linked  to events in Libya and how my abscess played a central role in a positive outcome? A knighthood maybe, for services rendered to the dentistry profession? What about an enormous sense of wellbeing and inner peace because I know my suffering was not in vain and others will benefit from it………. No? I wonder what it will be then.

Let’s be honest, none of those will occur and nothing good will come of it, there is no gain linked to the pain I’m currently in, the only gain will be when it stops but that’s a daft reason to have pain, knowing it will be nice to endure because when it stops you will feel better. That’s like hitting your thumb with a hammer repeatedly while putting a shelf up because you know that when you stop hitting it you will be happier, of course you will be, but that’s not the point, don’t hit it in the first place!

No pain no gain? Sorry, don’t agree at the moment, more like pain with no gain…………

Still, on a brighter note at least the shelf is up and the swelling in my thumb has gone down, I’m joking, I wasn’t hitting my thumb with a hammer, although I was putting a shelf (or 2) up J

I feel invigorated

It's lovely to be in a position to ramble away freely again, witter away wildly, generally spout nonsense or vocalise what may be lurking in my head.

I should say hello shouldn’t I, HELLO!

So why am I invigorated, what’s this wonderful invigorating thing that’s occurred to cause so much invigoration, it’s this, this here, on the screen, the blog silly.

I had one previously (it still exists out there on the tinterweb, I may even post the link at some point in the future for those bored enough to peruse its ramblings) but for various reasons it reached a natural end and a new one was needed, a new 2 actually, that’s part of the reason why the old one had been deemed to have run its course,  the need for a second “additional” blog,  but more of that later, not necessarily in this post, but certainly at some point.

I haven’t started the second blog yet, well I have in a way, but not to the extent of posting anything yet, so this post is officially the first post of the 2 new blogs. I will link to the second blog at a later date for those reading this that are interested in seeing something else, but not yet, the time is not right, mainly because there is nothing to see there yet, not in a Naked Gun way, just in the way that there really is nothing to see there, very little anyway, a few words that’s all, either way, this is definitely the first post on either of the “new” blogs.

What do we want to talk about then?

Anything at all, really, you don’t mind, ok then, what about the amphibious ice cream van? We can talk about that? Don’t fancy it, ok then, what about the F1 car hurdling man, no, not your thing? Ok, we can talk about the 5 best places to drink tea, surely that’s worth discussing isn’t it?

Not easily pleased are you, I suggest three things and you don’t want to talk about any of them, talk about fussy, ok then, I will.

I am incredibly so, predominantly in relation to what goes in my mouth, that’s not why I named the blog Neal by mouth, I’m not implying I don’t eat anything, I called it that because that’s my name, Neal (not “by mouth”) so it seemed appropriate, although its more Neal by keyboard as I’m typing this not speaking it, also being a nurse I couldn’t resist a bit of malapropism.

Anyway, back to the fussiness, as I said, I am, very, although I have improved (I mean I’m becoming less fussy, not getting better at being fussy) over the past 6 months or so, I actually eat the occasional vegetable now, something that was unheard of a year ago, still not keen on salad though, much prefer chocolate……..  mmmmmmmmmmmmm chocolate, I’m going now, need some cohoclate, thanks for listening reading.