I’m still recovering from an evil head/chest cold. For most of the last week and a half I’ve done nothing beyond sit here (I literally sat at my desk for nearly three days straight because I couldn’t lay down without drowning in my flem). So I sat here and read The Daily Telegraph and other online newspapers and visited numerous blogs where I’m afraid I left insane ramblings. So if you come to this blog out of curiosity to know what sort of psycho I am…I’m completely normal I assure you!
So I’m getting better which means my rationality is returning…yes I am rational. What? You don’t believe me? I assure I’m very logical, at least to me! Just because my professor in that Pascal logic class I took at University (because my friend told me it was easy) after he graded my final test he looked at me with a blank expression and told me he hoped I wasn’t planning on becoming a Logician – this doesn’t mean I’m illogical! I’m sure he passed me so he wouldn’t have to see me again. Later the next Semester he saw me and my friend (the one who suggested I take the class because it was easy) he said hello to her and ignored me. That was the second hardest test I’ve ever taken (failed?). The Economics test (I can’t remember if it was Macro or Micro) was hell! I remember walking away from that feeling physically traumatised. I actually passed the class, though only because of a miracle…no really…it was coming up to the end of the Semester and one day I was waiting around outside the classroom…there must have been another class going on…and this man also in my class who’d never spoken to me before came up to me and asked me how I was getting on with my project. We had this assignment that was a huge part of our grade…and I told him what I’d done and he said. “You’re doing it wrong…you need to do bla bla bla…” I was so shocked I didn’t even ask him his name, though I’m sure I thanked him…I hope I did! I found that teacher made little sense. I went to him after class to ask him to explain something and he still made no sense. It could have been me ofcourse ( My IQ isn’t an impressive number though I wish it was – I might have learned the point of Algebra!), but I think he enjoyed being obscure because it made him look more intelligent. As I ranted in one recent blog-comment, “Intelligence is the application of knowledge not a collection of knowledge (though one can have knowledge and be intelligent obviously). If you know me, you know a dead Frenchman is coming up…
A couple years ago I read a biography of Francois I of France (a Renaissance King) and it really stood out how he was knowledgeable…very educated for his day and yet he was incredibly stupid! What is the point of having knowledge if you don’t use it? Francois had one of the best libraries in Europe and he read most of his book (in various languages) but all that knowledge…what did he do with it? Nothing! On so many levels he was a failure. Yes he lay the foundation for a University and dragged the aging Leonardo da Vinci up to France (which is how France owns The Mona Lisa) but he was a rubbish King. He’s remembered for his excesses (the field of the cloth of gold which practically bankrupted France) and vast expenditures on his pleasures, wars and personal honour (I’m sorry, a man who willingly trades places with his two young sons to get out of prison has no honour.) He actually allowed his two young sons to be handed over to the Spanish and put in prison where they were neglected for about six years so he could be free to partake of all the pleasures of the flesh! The country was being run by his mother while he was in prison and it sounds like she did a better job then her son though she sounded like a psycho. She fell in love with a much younger man (The Duke de Bourbon). He was rich and very good looking and he really didn’t want to marry the King’s mother! It was a case of unrequited love from hell! That was a strange story with a sad ending. He didn’t marry her…he took the only other option…open rebellion. He lost everything including his life, but hey…no one can call him a pushover!
Anyway…I should probably stop ranting and go to bed. But the good news is I’ve been writing the last few days. I’ve started a new story. I know…I should be working on Dancing the Maypole and I will be returning to it…as soon as I get this short story a few more pages. When characters start talking to ignore them is criminal…at least in my universe. I haven’t really got a clue what will happen, but we’ll see.
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