Day 210

Day 210;

So it's another countdown say, by countdown I mean that the numbers of the day are 2 1 0 it's a countdown.

now I haven'yt really managed to do much today but I can't really remember why I didn't get it done. It just seems like time just slipped away from me today.

But do you know the Jimbo Blunt song "Goodbye my Lover"

if not it's bellow even if you have it's still bellow;



But that song isn't the one that I want to type about as it's the next song which I managed to get to from the list that is on the above video it was actually on the YouTube page that I was watching the former video on.

It is called Almost Lover by the band/singer is called A Fine Frenzy



I thought that she can sing but only approximately after she gets the first 30 seconds out of the way/when she has stopped whispering into the microphone and actually decides to sing.

Now I get to the part where I tell all of you, even you Emu, why I decided to highlight, not literally I mean as in select this song, It was as this song has just opened my eyes as there was a girl from college who I thought liked me as a friend as she kept responding to my questioning about her faith as she was a Roman (Pagan) Catholic/the only church that is honest as to where their book (the bible, new testament) came from, I'm typing about the name of their certain religion not that any of them are willing to admit. But then all of the modern-day Christian were originally co-opted by the Romans in their drive to convert the native pagan people to Catholicism.

Get back to the song

Ok, sorry, so where did I get to oh yes that was where I was I thought that she liked me as a friend only as could it have realistically been anything else? The answer is yes it could have been but it's not very likely that is all that i thought but from the song I am slightly guessing that I could have been her almost lover, but I know more than anyone just how preposterous that sounds.

Day 209

Day 209;

So it was a Wednesday that I travelled to hospital on.

The hospital was in London. I went to get needles stuck in me again.

more botulin toxin, again, to weaken some of the muscles in my right arm, my eyelids and the left side of my neck.which was to cure my eyes as they had started to deteriorate back into an almost always being closed mode again, and the bit on my right arm was to hopefully care of the weird involuntary movement of my right arm and the final bit of Bo-tox was a syringe of the stuff into the left hand side of my neck.

The doctor kept telling me not to laugh willy she was injecting my face.

Tribute tale to Ronnie James Dio

This is a Tribute story to Ronnie James Dio if you have anyone that you'd like me to honour in this way, by writing a story from one of their works. I'll give it a go I can'r promise anything when it comes to my story creating abilities.

Just another chapter to another Tale of which I have concocted in my mind.. I have changed it into first person from the original third person perspective.

"As long as it’s not about love" (Tale)- By Savage.1

Which was partially inspired by R. J Dio's Song of the same name; no I don't literally that the songs name is of the same name I meant the song of the name previously mentioned as the name of this tale.

Chapter X – the Memory of unclear circumstance

We touched with their eyes.

It was the first time that we touched.

I was struck by a strange compulsion to move over towards the girl.

For some unknown reason she appeared to be struck by a similar compulsion.

Then as soon as they were within an audible distance of each other, the unknown girl, to me at least, began to speak.

“Hello” she said to me her voice was small and fair,

I just smiled and waved back at her as I couldn't speak.

Nothing else was spoken between the two of us, at least not at this moment.

With this briefly prolonged spell of eye contact.

I was intrigued.

With the following questions now rampaging through my head “why me?”, “what’s so special about me?” and “who is she”?

I replayed the events of that incident in his mind multiple times.

The only things that he could think about were the same questions over and over again like an infinite loop, oh how fun it is to programme one of those into a computer; well it’s fun attempting t create one in C++, I think you’d need a lot of random numbers to create something like the number thing in the Matrix.

I wasn’t sure of much but I knew one thing, which was that I liked her.

As a friend at least, but I am not going to jump to any conclusions on the matter of the girls feelings or her intent because a females feelings and their intents towards me are a mystery to me.

But I am guessing that she liked me as she didn’t shy away from me on later confrontations, but in quite a few of the later confrontations I was attempting to help her with a little bit of programming as I felt compelled to help.

Oh I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself and my lady friend to you haven’t I, no not that type of lady friend you saucy mare,; I was only intending it to mean a friend that was a lady..

The lady’s name is Susannah and my name is Mac.

Day 208

Day 208;

So it’s the day after yesterday and I have been thinking some more,

As you generally do at all of the points during the waking day, so what’s new?

I already know that much about myself. Just as I know that I like Ronnie James Dio’s music You might also know if you’ve been reading this blog since 2011.

As that is the year that I originally posted it/my Tribute to Ronnie James Dio who was awesome back when he was alive 2010 I initially had the idea to write the prelude some time in 2010 when I was in the first year of my college course as something like the events tale described actually happened to me as in I got incredibly nervous within the first time we (me and the woman that I call Susannah in the story) touched with our eyes and I found myself drawn to her.

You can hear part of my inspiration here.

And me goibg back into that tale it was set to be the prelude of a tale that I was about to write but maybe I could incorporate in into the tale I’m typing again now. And then maybe I could write my second tribute to the awesome man in the following year as it will be 5 years from his death on the 16^th of May 2015.

But I think there have been loads of people that are now dead worthy enough of your pitiful story writing abilities to get there own tributes made by you.

Yes I know like the original Doctor William Hartnell or the second Doctor Patrick Troughton. But they weren’t musicians.

Then do a dead musician you admire like, Freddie Mercury.

I could make a tribute out of some of his solo stuff I guess.

But first things first, you still have to sort out your script to your big question; is money the route of all evil?

Ok.

Day 207

Day 207;

Another day another fiasco.

Now today I was supposed to write my next episode of The Sunday Savage so then I can spend the next six days actually making it.

But I was going to write it today but I got a little bit sidetracked first off by my late arising but then by my 3 hour lunch, It’s not because I actually spent 3 hours eating it’s because I was playing on my Sudoku 2 app for my iPad.

But today I have watched series seven part two of Doctor Who. Anyway Clara Oswin Oswald is my favourite of the Doctor’s companions if at least of the current companions. Only partially for her aesthetic beauty, partially for her attitude/character and  withall of the other parts include her humour. I think that Clara looks similar to one of my female friends, but in other news on the night after 205 I had a surprising erotic dream.

Day 206

Day 206;

So it has been 206 days since my on-line diary began. Which means that this post has been waiting for 4944 hours or in actual fact 4943 hours since my first time i post it. I 'm guessing that the majority of my page views from random people that have typed something and you were unlucky enough to click on this websites link.

I'm sorry, but this is nothing even remotely cool.

Butr this iis my life please tread carefully.

Hang on a second did you really just say that?

No, I typed it.

Same difference!

;

Then yes i did., who else would, on my blog?

And you forgot to put the logo of the pub on the shirts of Dave and Sarah I can't believe it, wells actually I can it is you who I'm talking about again,

Well I know I can't really remember what day of the week it is half of the time.

Did you remember to tell the audience of your YouTube about your plans?

Damn it, I forgot

that went kind of wrong in upload

never worry i've got it here also.



This Sunday I have got my Tale I first chapter, but I have actually said parts of it wrong so please may you go into the following link in order to see the full chapter one.

http://savage-1.blogspot.com/2014/01/my-newold-story-tale-i-chapter-1.html

Well if you have ever heard of BBC Radio 2 and their Short story competition? As i was listening to it on the radio earlier this week. So there was me thinking that I could give it a go. But then Mr Chris Evans spoilt my fun as he said that the stories had to have less than 500 words. My first chapter of my this tale has got 892 words,But that isn't the worse part of the deal,as that comes down to age discrimination, as i couldn't enter a story even if it was under 500 words long as I have to be under the age of 13 to enter.

My new/old Story Tale I Chapter 1

Tale I: Chapter 1 – What Halo

“So what’s that halo that you wear?” Sarah spoke inquiringly to her customer,

“Wha…” then he looked up at the red glowing ring that was just above his head then with reluctance he said, “It’s a halo of Sin,”

as he spoke those 5 words the noise in the pub dissipated, but then as the noise slowly picked back up to the usual level of background noise she responded with astonishment,

“A halo of Sin?” 

“Yeah, that’s what I said isn’t it?” he stated with a hint of annoyance.

“How…, why did you get that?” she responded

“I got it as a gift from the angels so they can track me,” he said it with a new found pride,

"Why’d they want to track, you” she spoke uneasily, and with some disbelief.

“It’s a little known fact that...” he paused and changed the direction of the conversation, “What’s your name anyway before I continue?”

“Sarah,” she blurted out, “but what is yours, Mr Hell’s angel?”

Suddenly he burst out in a fit of laughter, Sarah was bemused.

Now as soon as the newly dubbed Mr Hell’s angel recovered from his fit, he stated “So would I be correct in the assumption from that response, that you believe in a god, and you believe what those angelic preachers say about a god,” he stated.

Sarah was feeling uneasy at his choice of words, “Yeeesss… kind of, what do you mean ‘a god’ there’s only one god”

“But is there, really any gods or is it just some fabrication by these Halo wearing invaders?” Spoke the man.

Sarah was puzzled by the man’s questioning,

“What, so your saying there’s no divine Godrick up there?” Sarah said with a new level of astonishment,

“Yes, there is nothing above of us, except the sky, all of the sky bound creatures and all of the stars, there satellites and the rest of the interstellar flotsam and jetsam and radiation from the almost countless stars” The man clarified,

 “What about clouds?” Sarah picked in again,

“Ok, I’ll let you have that,” the Man said reluctantly, “now shall I tell you about these gods?”

“Ok, ok,” Sarah spoke, “I’ll listen,”

“As it seems to be there isn’t a god and it’s all of those Halo wearing  invaders subterfuge to force all of the people all across the many worlds that I have visited,” the man said gazing into Sarah’s green eyes then as soon as he caught eye contact with her he continued, “and within each of the worlds I have visited ever since my birthplace, back on the planet of Beta Gamma, but the whole of the, once proud, population has been reduced to nought but a race of slaves,”

“Well, obviously not the whole population.” Sarah pips in to receive one raised eyebrow look from the man, “what about yourself? And another question then if you come from another planet how come you and I both understand each other and why do we look so similar?” Sarah said the last part with an heir of bemusement,

"I’ll get to that in a moment, if you allow this tale to run its course,” he was getting slightly agitated now, “well the world on its surface it looked very similar to this world, and then the angels arrived out of the black infinity of the spaces above of the world’s surface and some thing fell from the sky's above on  that fateful night, all of those years ago, we thought it was another meteorite or something as harmless as one of those rocks that fall from the blackness, sure they hurt the landscape but Human casualties are a rare occurrence, but what we weren’t expecting to come from this one, accursed rock was six bright white human like creatures with bright gold rings on their heads claiming to be the divine profits of a god that we had never heard of, and then they expected us to worship them, or rather the eagle headed god that they worshiped. So the Royal family with the general agreement of the people simply asked them to leave and to take they’re god with them on there way out, and then stuff turned uglier…”

“hey Sarah” spoke Dave the barman as he slapped her backside “It’s nice that you have found one of our clients to flirt with but could you please get over there and sort them out” as he said the last part he pointed at the rowdy table in the corner, she mouthed the words that's harassment at Dave she quickly proceeded with his instructions, after whispering the following words to the hell's angel "Don't go away my hell's angel i should be back in a couple of minutes".

Sarah was a blond girl who was wearing the standard bar maid uniform, of a tightly fitted light blue cropped polo shirt holding the logo of an Angel with its two arms outstretched. Inside of it was in a darker blue text saying The Embrace of an Angel" emblazoned upon it.

Day 205

Day 205;

So another day has passed me by, alas I wasn't able to complete my forth episode of the Sunday Savage in time to get it onto this post but I shall show all of my readers of this blog the first chapter of my semi audio book before it is released in the semi audio form for all of my readers of this blog to read and hopefully enjoy, before I put the other edition on-line.

So today I didnt manage to get enough completed on my video blog project as you may have guessed I'm sorry but I cannot remember why, so I'm guessing that it had something to do with me being too lazy.

Day 204

Day 204;

So it's this day, the day after yesterday, when I had done so well on my YouTube project. But today it was a different  matter. as I was hopeless on it again, I'm not attempting to blame anyone else for my lack luster performance but if I could find any fault in today that may have assisted my failure then it would be that Mike force me to go to wicks with him today.

To buuy some things that he didn't need I wouldn't/'t have actually minded so much if he'd had allowed me to cary the roofing felt but no as he said "it's too heavy for you" so I attempted to pick it up, It was surprisingly light but my bag got in the way of the roll perhaps I should have tried using my bag to keep it in the air instead of as a hindrance.

Today Alice discovered a new fact, new to her at least it was that comedians have a exceeding high correlation with the suffers of depression. Which puzzled her.I am remembering that I might have suffered depression  a little whille back before I went to college also for the minority of the first year of college, so it appears to have effectyed me the opposite way than the comedians  

Day 203

Day 203;

Day 203;

So today I actually got somewhere on my flash project.

I got round to  completing the recording of everything that I but if you knew that I dressed up as a joker in episode 2 I’m really tempted to dress up as batman for number 4, I think I will for I don’t know the ending few seconds.

I’m unsure about the legal ramification if I was to dress up as batman for a Sunday Savage episode.

Well, by the way, I meant dress up as in don the iconic mask.

But I'm wondering if I should say the iconic phrase that goes with it or whether that’d be in breach of too many copy write notifications? I don't know.

Day 202

Day 202;

Today was another good, fun, gym day, But today in the gym I thought that I knew someone.

Well done, Mr. Thick, Thick Thickity-Thickface from Thick Town, Thickainia that'll be your gym instructor.

No it wasn’t him.

So are you meaning that it was those two women that are almost always in the Gym at the same time as you?

No I meant as in a friend that I used to know from college I knew her height was about correct, hair colour even her T-shirt was the correct shade of blue I had noticed from one of our days at college together/the time that we spent in Disney when we went on a college trip.

I liked her, I mean the girl from college was the one that I liked as I only managed to see the one at the Gym unless it turned out to be her which wouldn’t surprise me except the one that I saw today’s face looked younger.

I wonder if she recognised me or whether her eye contact with me during this brief encounter was just to say “why are you staring at me” or such like.  It is much more probable that the second option is the correct option, as why would she bather coming to the town that I live in just to go the Gym as isn’t there many in the place that she lives.

Besides I thought that she was working at a proper job to do not working out at the gym.

That is why I was staring at you today at the gym, as I was attempting to work out who you were. If the girl that I was staring at, at the gym on this day the 22^nd of January 2014 ever visits this website.

Day 201

Day 201;

So it is day 201, I have decided to make my next Sunday Savage to be about a story that I wrote a few years ago  well the first three, maybe more, chapters I wrote a few years ago, but you may have read it I know that's slightly more than unlikely.

My story was titled Tale I, it didn't get any rave reviews on it, but i was told it was half decent by some of the readers. they may have also been my friends, but I'm sure that wasn't a major contributing factor  or am I?

The name Tale I isn't very inspiring I know so but I wouldn't some of your suggestions for what it could be called instead when I get it up on-line I won't have a copy with all of the animations included in this first draft it will just be me sitting there reading it to who ever is listening to it.

Day 200

Day 200;

So its been day 200 which has passed me by with a whimper.

But it hasn't past everyone else by as plainly.

Yes, yes true.

As it has been a catastrophic day for a car, no not the one that I collided with many years ago, but it was Tina's car not the one that collided with me. Tina’s Car broke down. but the car was just outside of the room of which I reside inside's window and the cars breaks just wouldn't release, now I think it's something to do with the cars CPU, or something like that on the car, as I know that the breaks are operated one of the cars computer like systems.

Day 199

Day 199;

I’m Sorry for its late arrival but I put I put it to upload today/Sunday, so I hope you all enjoy the latest Episode of The Sunday Savage, its episode 3.

I realise that I may have stepped a little too far beyond the pale in this episode when I edged in my bit on religious shenanigans. But within the description I have put that you can either take it seriously or jokily as I do not want to start a war, yrt at least, I'm only on Episode 3.

Oh bugs I have just switched my PC off, I'm such a twit.But fortunately I have managed to restart the upload/download, as YouTube is stating, from where i was with it when I powered down my PC,.

Pagans were some very superstitious prehistoric people.

I Liked the pagans,

The Pagans gave us almost alll of the fun stuff to do with Christmas. Like the symbolism of an evergreen tree and the symbolism of the holly wreath, Just think about it what is long and hard about a male and it fits into a woman, in the place that is called, for this analogy at least the holly wreath.

Day 198

Day 198;

Oh great I haven't managed to get it on-line for the preferred time of 6 am I shall attempt to get it totally finished for the time of 6 pm instead which means by getting it totally completed by 1 pm probably latest tomorrow.

But I have been working on it today and the end of it is in sight but I just need to create the final little sketch, the bonus feature.

But I have been getting myself distracted by Sudoku's, Dragonball Z and a couple of quandaries of my mind. Similar to this why is the only planet in th e universe, that we know about, to harbour the crude lifeforms such as ourselves, crawling about on it, why doesn't it have an actual decent name, as I know there's earth but what kind of name is that. Earth, mud, dirt. Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars,  Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, Pluto, all of the fore-mentioned planets have been names after the old Roman Gods except two, the two are Venus, as it was named after a Goddess probably as it shines so brightly/beautifully every time that it passes u, and earth is the second one that isn't named after a God, and what is it named after mud, now that has got to be a piss take or something like that.

And the name for the star that we orbit isn't very much better. Sun son when it's more like our mother than a son of anyone.

Day 197

Day 197;

It has been day 197 today on the 17th of January 2014 at least I hope it was on the seventeenth else I have missed a whole day out some where.

Which I wouldn't put passed me. As the past 5 years have been something of a blur to me, Which is one of the reasons why I decided to start this project now all I have to do is take a stroll back in time a little way to find the stuff that I did on that day that where memorable enough for me to type about it on the night, and that I feel like typing, but only for the past 191 days. but my greatest memory of something that happened after the "accident" I had with a car is of something that happened back in 2011 which is three years ago now.

But by my greatest memory I mean that I can still feel the emotions that I felt when I was there in London, listening to the London philharmonic orchestra play the Legend of Zelda 25th Anniversary Symphony, but if i=I could just more realistic with my ability of my memory as normally those memories just lay there dormant deep down in my conciousness but I have been listening to some of the music which came from it recently and it brought back memories of me standing up clapping while Mike was sitting (or should I type that he was more of cowering) in the chair next to me looking very sheepish and embarrassed. 

What I am meaning is that day seems to me as if it was yesterday, from the memory that was induced by the sounds of the CD that I got while I was there. It was awesome,, that is one of the things that I believe you should do before you die, go and see a proper orchestra playing some music that means something to you. It has the power to change your perspectives on so many things.

The feeling of well-being that I got from sitting there watching and listening to them was just unbelievable. 

Day 196;

Day 196;

Now I have almost caught up to where I should have been for my YouTube project; The Sunday Savage,

Because I've been doing that for the majority of the day, that I can actually remember,

Now when I wasn't I was watching YouTube,  playing on my Sudoku app (I have unlocked all of the difficulty levels in it), I have been eating, I have ben feeding the dog.

That about sums up my day, that I can remember at least/

Day 195

Day 195;

Now today I have gone to the gym and i have looked around a lot when I was on the gym equipment but my eyes seem to close as soon as I get onto the weights.

Which wouldn't be a problem if I could open them again directly afterwards.

But the gym is fun there is this little machine called Everest, it's got the same principle behind it but it is for up hill walking.not for on the flat. It irritated me as every time that I started to move at a decent pace my correct arm (in this circumstances I mean my right arm) would come off of the machinery.and every time that I managed to get myself up to a semi respectable speed of from 8 to 9 the machine kept flashing the speed that I was travelling at

Sherlock Holmes and Mary Watson are the two psychopaths that John Watson cares about most in the world. But they both reciprocate the feelings to him as it was displayed in Sherlock episode nine as they both were willing to kill the one thing that stood in the way of John's happiness,

Spoiler warning

And Sherlock actuary did 

But then why did you think the episode was called his last vow? Did you think that he was about to make a second vow just for the episode? After him saying this is my "first vow and my last" .

Day 194

Day 194;

I'm Sorry, that I was late for this post but I and wrote a decent enough little passage for my blog entry for this day,

So why don't you?

I can't as I deleted it accentually.

Silly, silly boy.

So I have started writing a new smaller section.



Now I have started but you can look at the above video it tells you all of the lies of Christmas but he's forgetting one lie Jesus is a lie, from my perspective.

To quote him "look it up" why doesn't he have any of the links to the websites that he's referring to on his YouTube video's page.

The only link to an external website from his YouTube channel is one to this webpage, you can click on it if you wanted but the blog article is deleted.

Apart from the fact that I personally think he is a little crazy as he still believes in Jesus the man that apparently walked on water, cured a man leprosy and another of blindness, and he lived after he was killed by being nailed to a wooden cross.

But that ids a matter of faith you cannot call he even a bit crazy for saying that!

Well your correct on one part of that.

Which is?

That I can't say, As I can't say a word, but I can type.

Oh you technicalities.

But I like his analogy that the actual date of Christ Birth couldn't have been on the 25th of December as the shepherds wouldn't be out in the fields which is in Luke 2:8-12., but it was in the days that Caesar Augustus was emperor  of Rome, and that puts it in the time from 63 (64-62) BC – 14 AD which coincided with King Herod's spell in power from 37 BC -4 BC but it doesn't match up with supposed year of his birth. but the census that was of the whole empire never happened. There was a census of the people of Judea, but that took place from 6-7 AD. But that was while Quinarius was the governor of Syria but then it was in AD 6, Quirinius was appointed legate governor of Syria, 

Day 193

Day 193;

I started my day today in a quiet home, but then it was shattered by Mike, as I went down stairs for breakfast. But then the next time that he disturbed the airwaves was when he was shouting bye to Alice, who was upstairs, as he left the house.

Lunch I ate some spaghetti hoops on toast, as I was eating it Alice gave me a rendition of awful singing along to the music that she put on shuffle, as well as actually making the music humorous by doing her own little commenting on some of the lyrics to the songs. But the hoops were nice I remember that taste from when I did the practise for the D of E award; bronze, I did the cooking. As I remember that at school I was pretty dandy (decent) at cooking in the time before the “accident” but now I’m not even allowed to make my own sandwich.

But why do all of these young folk just seem to think that the hash key on the keyboard is called the “hash tag” key? I remember the days when that the hash key used to be used like asterisks to indicate the unsavoury use of language. But that was before those twits at twitter started. And just all of the twitters users are like can you please retwit this link # tag retwit now.

They are called tweets not twits Savage, and I don’t think that they put the word tag after it, but it’s probably another Americanism that has through the medium of popular culture become ingrown into the English speaking world. Darn you Americans and your unnecessary word adding onto the end of other words.