U is for Uncompetitive

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atozuI am pretty uncompetitive. Annoyingly so for some people. Namely my best friend Melanie, who I can drive insane with my lack of competitive instinct. She loves to win. She wins a lot when we’re doing stuff. And I don’t care. Really don’t care. The only thing that I really get worked up about when it comes to competition I  is the rugby and when I’m playing Mario Kart. Though mostly when I’m playing the computer. if someone else beats me, again I’m not bothered, but when the computer beats me and I’m trying to et a cup, or unlock a level, or do a 100% complete of the game I get really annoyed. The angry, swearing, through the controller kind of annoyed. I try not to play when my niece and nephew are in the room. Or play with my nephew. There are a couple of games I won’t play with my nephew, though for other reasons. I won’t play Lego Star Wars with him because he just chooses to be the Emperor and spends the next twenty minutes Force Lightning me to death until I snap.

So, other than that, I don’t care much about loosing. There’s a few reasons.

Overall, I guess I am able to recognise that they are just games and no really important in the grand scheme of things. For me at least. If I were an Olympic athlete it would be different of course, you need to be competitive to be an athlete, but when you’re just an anxious geeky poet in Wales, you don’t really need to be competitive. Not to say there isn’t competition out there for those things, but well, it’s not for me. proving that you’re more anxious, geekier or a better poet is not for me. And not what poetry is about certainly. And doesn’t help with your anxiety or any other social problems you may have that come along with being geeky.

So, I don’t care that much if I’m the best. My wife loves me, my cats don’t scratch me (on purpose) and my niece and nephew love spending time with me. I’m happy with that.

My cousins, me and my sister. I'm the one in the Coventry shirt and sunglasses. I'm 17.

My cousins, me and my sister. I’m the one in the Coventry shirt and sunglasses. I’m 17 here.

Also, I feel that life has made me non-competitive. For starters, what you may or may not know about me is that I support Coventry City Football Club. A football club who are currently in the first division. Which is the modern version of the second division, which is actually th4e third tier down. Basically it’s the modern way of saying we’re crap. We used to be top flight, in the Premiership, where we had been for almost 100 years, but, well, things got tough and apparently you can’t be the worst team in the top division forever. And I grew up supporting a team that was pretty much the worst team in the division my entire life. my dad would make jokes on how we were like the titanic “we’ll never go down.” And how we were always more shocked when we won than anything else. I certainly was growing up. My dad took me to a lot of games when I was a kid so I saw them lose. a lot. You get used to it after a while. Now I get texts with score updates from every game we play, and as my wife will tell you, that I just assume the other team has scored whenever I get a notification on my phone.

So, not really competitive about football.

Or anything. When I was a teenager I wasn’t really interested in P.E or any sport really. I enjoyed playing basketball – something that always was a bit more like a game of ice hockey in terms of violence. But wasn’t bothered by any other game. I didn’t like to run. I still don’t like to run. I don’t run. I’m not fit, I never was, and whatever team I played on either lost or won without any contribution from me. I was always just trying to blend into the background, or do as little as possible until I could change or go home. I used to be in a swim club when I was a kid, but not because I was a very good swimmer (I was okay), but I just loved being in the water. I still do. it’s so quiet underwater. It was never quiet at home.

So all this adds up to one uncompetitive adult, who likes a challenge, but doesn’t mind losing so much. I mean, I’m still going to be me at the end of the day, no amount winning is going to to change that.

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T is for Too Many

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atoztI have too many things. Not that I will getting rid of any of them any time soon. Like books. I have too many books for the amount of bookshelves I actually own and have room for. I have too many games. I’m never going to get round to playing them all. Too much music to listen to it all but if I didn’t have all that music I wouldn’t be able to create any playlists and I need music. I can’t sleep without it, can’t travel without it, can’t live with it.

I watch too many hours of tv, sleep for too many hours, there are too many cat hairs on me and my furniture and floor. I have too many thoughts in my head. Too many words to write. Too many bills to pay. Too many people and animals in my house right now (2 adults, 2 kids, 3 cats, 2 hamsters, 2 fish and a dog we’re taking care of for a week).

Seven tooth brushes!

Seven tooth brushes!

There are a couple of things that start with T that I have too many off.

Toothbrushes: Why do I have so many? Where have they all come from? I only use one, so does my wife. Our friend moved out a couple of months and took her brush. My niece and nephew use a brush each, so that accounts for four of the brushes. So where have the other three come from? And I’m pretty sure there is another knocking about the bathroom too. It’s a mystery.

Mugs of empty tea. Plus a tea pot.

Mugs of empty tea. Plus a tea pot.

Tea. We definitely drink too many cups of tea. We manage to go though so many mugs a day, I swear every day the dishwasher is just mugs. Which is odd, cause i really do try and drink from the same mug through the day. I am a great believer in tea stains just adding to the flavour of the tea. I drink a lot through the day, so does my wife. Have been doing so since I was about 14/15 I think. I need tea to start the tea. Tea and diet coke.

So, here for you, my too many things. I won’t be getting rid of anything, or cutting down on anything, like tea. I am a creature of habit and I dislike change. Those toothbrushes are part of the odd household we have put together here.

Check out my guest post over at A2Z FictionT is for Tower

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S is for Sweetness

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atozsSome of us get lost in sweetness -
a light kiss or a soft touch.
Some of us get lost in delicate moments
silence and summer, delightful and endless.
I am lost in grace and lullabies,
falling to sleep in warmth and wonder.
Falling to sleep in sweetness
knowing everything is laced with light.

r.l.w

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R is for RuPaul’s Drag Race

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atozrI don’t care what you say, RuPaul’s Drag Race is the beat reality tv show on television right now, and quite possibly the best show on television right now. We’re into season six, which I’m behind on, with season seven confirmed and the audition process started and a second All-Stars season casted. RuPaul is an amazing person, and she had created this entire show as one big RuPaul extravaganza, with Santino Rice on one side and Michelle Visage and her breasts on the other side, she is the judge of what is effectively Next Top Model but for drag.

Wearing Big Bird and still looks amazing.

Wearing Big Bird and still looks amazing.

Drag is a mix of drama, art, performance and padding. There is a delicate skill involved in good drag, and Drag Race really puts that across. The queens have to make their own outfits on the show, refine their make up skills, get their padding right. They have to create a vision and put it on show. It’s an amazing thing to watch.

I find Drag Race equal parts hilarious and fascinating. That first season is a real eye opener. Just cause your dad dresses up as a woman every year for the <insert excsue here> that does not prepare you for all the fine details for drag. Tucking, for instance, was something I’d not even know about. The transformation from the male to female. The absolute reality of these looking like woman. Over-done sometimes, but more female than I will ever look.

Latrice Royale

Latrice Royale

The hilarity comes from the reality part of the show. The fighting, the bitching, the endless insults that fly when they’re close to deadline and have made friends or enemies or joined a clique within the contestants and are tense and snapping. There are some things I didn’t even consider insults, some things I could never repeat not even in my own head. Plus they play some funny games and have some funny themes. It’s a fun show. My favourite for comedy is Latrice Royale, who was actually just a wonderful person all round.

The art side of it, the performance, can be funny when it goes wrong, no drag queen is perfect, but they can all be amazing. My favourites have been Sharon Needles, who does some amazing things. Detox too, who turned up to to the season five reunion event in black and white, like she’d stepped right out of a 1950s film. Raja was all art on the show, which cause a few problems with the other aspects of Drag, but won her season anyway, and look great nearly every episode.

Detox

Detox

I could go on and on about this show. it’s on Netflix in the UK right now, the first five seasons, that is and I recommend you check it out. It’s a pleasure to watch every single episode, and RuPaul looks amazing every single time. Even when she’s wearing dresses made out of sweet wrappers, she still looks amazing. Every. single. time. Plus, you never know if Michelle Visage’s breasts will finally pop out of her top.

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Recap // Catch Up Two

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atozallOkay so there wasn’t a catch up last week, though now I try to think back I can’t quite remember why. I mean obviously I was busy until the evening, I remember that. And then I changed over the blog from wordpress.com to a self hosted wordpress, as you may be able to tell. For the first time I saw how big the adverts were on my own blog, and wondered why the hell I had changed from the self hosted in the first place. I mean, it’s not ideal, when is it ever, but it’s better. I also changed the layout, which was a few days of fiddling around with css which I always enjoy until the colours are right. There are still a few things I want to change, but for now, it’s good.

So, what’s being going on. Not much. Work, sleep, an Easter egg hunt for my niece and nephew yesterday and we finished the chicken coup too. Also figured out how to get my nephews profile onto my xbox, so he can play his games and as himself. Also he can shout to his friends over the mic (if he brings it with him – which he hasn’t today).

So below are a lot of lists, but don’t be overwhelmed, it’s just links. Follow me on twitter and facebook, everything gets linked to there once it’s posted.

So, here is the recap of the posts for the A to Z challenge.

Over at Welsh Bloggers:-

And finally: My Poems for NaPoWriMo:

I know, a lot right, I wrote a couple of things in advance, but most on the day. Which didn’t leave me much time to visit other blogs. Which sucks, but with so much other stuff going on, such is life. Plus I still have to fit in xbox time and a lot of sleep. A LOT of sleep ;)

Take care all.