Flummoxed

Sometimes things go awry, as is their wont, and you just want to shout at someone. Ranting and raving seems like the only logical solution to your problem. A perceived injustice has entered your world and calling someone an incapable, incontinent, ignoramus is the only way to right this wrong. You think it will help. It won’t

You can complain to the guy at the other end of the phone, who is probably on twelve euro an hour all you like. He is no more likely to solve your problem than if you explain it calm and rationally. I know, I used to be him.

I was going to call this week’s blog ‘Frustration’ and complain about how things can go wrong and all you want to do is scream at those responsible and how, essentially, it is ultimately pointless and futile . Then I realised the horrible irony of writing such a diatribe and posting it on the internet. Besides which I got over the thing that was bothering me.

Then I considered writing one called ‘Friends’ and talking about all the talented and interesting people I have the good fortune to know. Like Paul, who despite swanning off around South America like a Shoreditch Che Guevara and making me jealous of his globetrotting, is a good bloke and decent writer. He’s also pretty handy in the editing suite and helped make one couples magic moment even a little more special.

Or about Glen, a guy who I first met more than fifteen years ago (Shit, has it really been that long,) in the drama society in Waterford Regional Technical College as it was at the time. Fast forward to today and he is making a living as an actor/writer and has recently added director to his resume with this intriguing short.



Then I realised if just wrote about my friends work, it would just appear like I am advertising for others and that is not that’s not how we operate here at InsertWittyPopCultureReferenceHere. Its not how we roll.

So I’m kind of stuck. I’ve got some vague half ideas for posts but I nothing concrete. All I do know is that under the Alphabet guidelines that I have set myself is that the title needs to start with the letter F. No I really have no clue what to talk about.

Fuck!!!