Mr Omneo Blogs…

While most people are blogging about Michael Jackson, let me talk about Twitter.  Actually, if the news is to be believed, no one is blogging about Michael Jackson or anything else for that matter, they’ve abandoned blogs and have moved over to Twitter instead.  Sometimes I’m convinced the news is full of shit.  I mean does anyone really believe that bloggers, who usually write a couple of hundred words minimum in their posts have suddenly learnt how to condense what they have to say into 140 characters??  I think not… Read the rest of this entry »

I apologise in advance if you have stumbled upon this blog entry via an Internet search hoping to find a recipe for bathed bread*, though having said that I’m not too sure how many people go searching for Occitan words these days…or any other day for that matter

Regular readers will know that I tend to make a habit of using obscure titles to my posts, I haven’t quite figured out why this is, usually because I seldom have a conceived notion of what I am going to write about until I start typing; as the old Yellow Pages adverts encouraged me whilst growing up (something I have not yet finished) let your fingers do the talking, which of course took on an altogether more smutty feeling when I was teenager Read the rest of this entry »

Some days I have lots to say, some days I have little to say then there are days when I have lots to say but cannot be bothered to say it and occasionally I have nothing to say but it doesn’t stop me writing here.  You win some, you lose some.

Admittedly writing here every now and then can sometimes feel therapeutic to an extent; pouring out here what is in my head is cleansing because usually once I’ve gone through the process of writing it out, editing it and publishing it I no longer think about it.  Obviously there are exceptions to this rule but by and large it holds water.  What is slightly frustrating is that I know recently I’ve had some of those That will make a great blog entry moments but as I now take time out to write I’ll be damned if I can remember them. Read the rest of this entry »