Hobbies

 

Women say men are simple creatures, like dogs – give us a big enough bone and we will stay amused for hours

Due to a recent Twitter, I found out about this guy, now its not going to take you long to guess what he’s hobby is.

 

This guy has took the hobby to the extreme, so that he is no longer a man but a nerd (a different species altogether)

 

 

 

I am not a Nerd, no matter what you say I am not; because like many a man I have a wide variety of hobbies that change constantly. 

Here follows Exhibit A: Mr Danny Wallace

To many this guy is a god – he is a journalist, author, script writer, produce, TV presenter, radio DJ and cult leader.

He has many a hobby, some he keeps, some he drops. but the point is he like many man (not nerd) does not stick to one thing.

This does beg the question, about why woman complain about men not sticking to relationships, or being indecisive – surely the type of man they need is a nerd. because they stick things though until they are fat, stuck living with they parents and call themselves Darth-Cranium hmmm anyways I’m going off the point here.

Danny Wallace hobbies have included – starting a cult called ‘Join Me’ in which people simply do a good thing on a Friday. – stuck to saying YES to any question or request for a several months. – try to create a country. – chased up all his old school friends. – and nearly travel around Europe following a trail of twin cities. (his girlfriend stop him, by stating it was a stupid boys project)

This is what I like doing though, stupid boys projects – its what makes us men without having to hunt down bear

Exhibit B: ME       

Current Hobbies

• social networking: i have this blog, I have Facebook, I have Twitter, I’m on Blip, I’m on Foursquare, I have connected these all together. I’m just bloody mad for it!
• Environmental stuff, which mostly involves social networking as well; like I said – I’m bloody mad for it!
• Watching all the top 500 movies listed within an Empire Magazine Oct 2008 – got 120 to go.
• I write, I try a bit of poetry, lyrics etc
• that thing that all blokes do…..you know………that (cough)

Past Hobbies

• I write a book, yes a whole book – not everyone knows this and I bet many of you are not reading this (well done if you have) This book is roughly 120,000 words – so a full novel. but it currently just sits within my laptop, as i don’t have a hobby in trying to get it published yet
• I created a giant KitKat bar, using 4 KitKat chunky’s
• I tried playing the guitar – gave up. I tried again – gave up. I tried bass guitar- gave up. I tried guitar again – i gave up
• I tried to bring sweatbands back in fashion, gave up after a week
• i tried to learn to cook – didn't happen
• try to drink 24 cans in 24 hours – fell asleep after 17
• getting fit

Hobbies I’m thinking about

• running the marathon (see previous bullet point)
• biking around the North Sea (hard to explain + see the previous previous bullet point)
• writing another book/ film script

and they must be many more in which I just think about but get pushed to the back of my head, being saved for the future.

He is another factor on why I am allowed so many hobbies – I don't have a girlfriend who can turn round to me and say ‘its a stupid boys project’. This is the only great thing about being a single man….

does this make me a nerd??????? please comment

The Greatest Lie Ever Told

 

Pre-school was amazing, it was the only time as a boy with no female young siblings living with me, that i was able to play with girls toys: like the kitchen set or dolls.
I wasn’t the only boy doing it – we all played with the kitchen sets, whilst the girls played with guns.
Predictably it ended in us boys fighting each other with saucepans and plastic fish fingers, leaving the girls to put down their guns and teach us how to use a kitchen correctly!

We then moved onto Primary School – learning the basics of maths, science, other subjects and English because ( Big Elephants Can Always Use Snakes Eggs) we were told it would get us further in life – and this progress in life currently meant moving up a year in September!
One day in year 4 I was placed in a chair within the school hall and told I was about to do an exam – I was excited, my first ever proper exam in which everyone had to be quiet – When it was all over, it was back to normal, I never heard what mark I got.

Then, as I was in Suffolk I moved into middle school – same story leaning stuff to get us further in life. (up a year)
but something on the horizon was important: Year 6 SAT exams.

Oh dear – it might of only been about English, Maths and Science but still these were seen as important. My whole future rested on doing good in these exams – otherwise I would end up as a dustman, milkman, postman, newspaper boy!

I did alright – by the time I was a newspaper boy and in year 9. SAT’s turned up again – this time however these results led onto what we would study in Year 10 and onto GCSE’s so these were important! well….they had nothing to do with what I studied from year 10 onwards as we made our choices before the exams – but we were still made to feel these were IMPORTANT!

So here I was studying subjects like geography, business and graphic design. Feeling like I had to try hard, as these were important for my future career – whatever that would be. Tension grew as the GCSE exams got closer – the thing is these exams were important to get into 6th Form so that we could secure our future career.

So I was then in 6th form studying subjects like geography and drama. feeling like I had to try hard, as these were important for my future career – whatever that would be. lessons were now called lectures and they was a sense of being grown up! however all this preparation for exams etc was to get into university where my future really mattered.

So i was then at university studying geography and drama (do not ask about this weird mis-mash) feeling grown up and what I was trying to learn was important for my future career – what ever it may be. Exams came and went and I ended up with a 2:2!

Whoop – now what I was promised from a young age can happen!oh…..hang on i will just get a meaningless job for a while until a better job comes along…….nope nothing…….maybe i should do more studying???

As you can guess the greatest lie ever told – is not Santa being real or yellow snow is healthy to eat

It is education. the government or should i say the labour government had a policy of ‘education, education, education’ which has led many; including myself to believe; learning had the answer to success.

Now look at us – thousands of graduates unable to find that perfect end-of-studying job. I can compare this to two people I grew up with, who have become more successful

1) is the youngest Lidi manager in Europe, has a wife, two kids, a house etc

2) owns a flat, company car, is loaded and is a plumber

both of these dropped out of study after completing their GCSE’s which I assure you haven't been of much use within their jobs. Therefore I bought into the greatest lie ever and I sometimes wonder what if……..

Currently I’m still looking for a career job, undertaking studying and hands-on experience – something tells me I'm going to be stuck in this routine for a long time!!!