"Pick yer Nose"

"My I.Q."

How come I can pick my ears but not my nose who made up that rule anyway how can you say that's the way it is that's just the way it goes why don't you decide for yourself what you can do and what you can say how come I can pick my friends but not my enemies what is it about me that offends what is it about me 'cause you know I'm only five foot two and I'm giggly wiggly tell me again, what did I do why are you scared of me I fight with love and I laugh with rage you've gotta live light enough to see the humour and long enough to see some change I think shy is boring I think depressed is too I think pretty is nice but I'd rather see something new all these plastic people got their plastic surgery but we got a big big beautiful we got it for free who you gonna be if you can't be yourself you can't get it from t.v. you can't force it on anybody else you know they come to clear cut they come to strip mine they come for some of my big butt my big brain or just a little time they wanna take me out to dinner think I'm a bitch if I don't go seems like the people who actually like me won't allow me to say no your idea of a conversation is the third degree but I don't really know you and I don't really want to talk about me 'cause I'm not going to pretend that I don't pick my nose that's just the way it is, my friends that's just the way it goes this is who I am what I do and what I say if you like it, let it be if you don't, please do the same I fight with love I laugh with rage you gotta live light enough to see the humour and long enough to see some change

When I was four years old they tried to test my I.Q. they showed me a picture of 3 oranges and a pear they said, which one is different? it does not belong they taught me different is wrong but when I was 13 years old I woke up one morning thighs covered in blood like a war like a warning that I live in a breakable takeable body an ever-increasingly valuable body that a woman had come in the night to replace me deface me see, my body is borrowed yeah, I got it on loan for the time in between my mom and some maggots I don't need anyone to hold me I can hold my own I got highways for stretchmarks see where I've grown I sing sometimes like my life is at stake 'cause you're only as loud as the noises you make I'm learning to laugh as hard as I can listen 'cause silence is violence in women and poor people if more people were screaming then I could relax but a good brain ain't diddley if you don't have the facts we live in a breakable takeable world an ever available possible world and we can make music like we can make do genius is in a back beat backseat to nothing if you're dancing especially something stupid like I.Q. for every lie I unlearn I learn something new I sing sometimes for the war that I fight 'cause every tool is a weapon - if you hold it right.

Well.. it was way out of date, only made a couple of initial adjustments for now, but will be working on making it look far more respectable in the coming weeks. Tis still at the same address though, http://www.geocities.com/aliwiseman1974 or HERE

For all of those who might be interested... I've slung the year pic up for Coppenhall High School in Crewe, Cheshire from the year 1990. It's best viewed via firefox as the zoom is optical not digital and can be found Here

Thought I would add these for amusement value, and also so I have a record of them! Asides from me, these star Wayne Cope, Anthony Myers, and various others from Underwood West school in Crewe, Cheshire, and Coppenhall High School, also in Crewe.



For the people finding this in google.. you can see a bigger version of the coppenhall pic at http://www.geocities.com/aliwiseman1974/schoolpic.JPG

Well... i am a prize tool at times, and mightily miffed about it I am too! Sighs... In the quest for the perfect icon, and with added cat, yesterday decended into madness as, the delightful pc chose to be an obstreperous (or as we say, obstrop'ilous) beast! First the cam hit the deck like a stone, much to the amusement of the puss who sat looking at it going, "What?" in what can only be described as mocking, rather than mock innocence, because certainly she was in no way responsible for the sudden gravitational pull exerted upon said cam, rendering it floor-ward bound at 3pm per second per second.
Thinking nothing of it...I picked up the fun filled photographic facilitator and gazed into it's abyss, and found only darkness. Seems there was sound.. but no video. Thinking maybe something had caused some grief from the drop, I unplugged it from the usb, took the chance to clear out the excess cat from the pc  innards, then plugged it back in again, and things went downhill fast. The cam its-self is only a logitech farty thing, and needs nothing 'cept to plug it in and it should work. Not a hope! Now, this pc has 4 spare usb ports asides from the one that the cam is usually in, so, the thing to do really was to "safely detach hardware" and then reinstall. Nope  "Eh err" in the style of family fortunes wrong answer! Swear? You betcha. The language was... entertaining, the metaphors were colourful, and the profanities.. profane! One port accepted there was a cam in there,  but didnt show video still, one said no, its just an audio device, one showed video and audio with one application, and not for others, and so it went on, round, and round, and round. For hours. I tried installing other things in the usb ports to at least let the pc know that the cam was no longer in at all, and then the end product of that was that then when i plugged the cam in, it wanted to load stuff from a disc that didn't exist. If i could've just flushed the usb ports, it would've been fine, but with xp being in dutch, and knowing by intuitive decisions rather than actual locations for how to do exactly that...
So... the end result? After more reboots than a rebooted thing, all the usb ports locked... so no keyboard.. and no mouse. And... not knowing where system restore was via dutch menus, plus not being able to even use menus due to no navigationable peripheral, it was a case of use a different type of restore, which wound us up with explorer 5, windows media 10, and every other application under the sun needing to be reinstalled due to registry issues!! And still  the cam wont work! nor, curiously will the proper 350d Canon, which as far as i can see, should do, but again, all the errors / would you like to do x, y, z are all in dutch so... no chance. To know that something that should be done in seconds has taken forever, and still isn't sorted, nor has an alternative been arranged either, is infuriating beyond the realms of comprehension when, for me, this is one of the only real things i am good at, competent at, and capable of doing over here, and its been taken away. Leaves a feeling of impotence. And Esther... lol... well... then she has an annoyed me to deal with lol. Which is always entertaining!
As it happens... today has been spent rectifying (no that doesn't have anything to do with bottoms either...!) the system. Everything is now back to as it was, as far as i can see... save for the cam obviously, which sits looking at me, lights up on boot, receives audio, but no visual.The system itself is actually less cluttered I think, so maybe it was all for the best i that respect, its just that, of course, as soon as the cam was out of action, someone wanted a video call!!! Arrrggg! But.. I have beer, I have football in abundance, and I have to make some tea now for the lady of the house, so all in all I don't want for anything really. Cept maybe a time freeze machine.
And.. over 15000 hits... lol.. And... my mushroom pic is on the front of the crewe n nantwich guardian's website! Just when they thought they were safe to log onto the net.. lol oh... and the comic relief video... from many many years ago.. a present when i was 10 and HUGELY offensive... is on its way too... lol One problem.. we're going to watch it at the inlaws... so all my best behaviour will be ruined! heheh

All's quiet on the western front! lol. Not really much to tell. Weird crazy flashy storm with little rain n thunder... the in-laws have recently returned from the uk bearing gifts of 15 packets of lockets... lol... impressive! That should do nicely for quite some time. We bobbed out and watched the Scotland game on friday, but reall just had a good waffle with a variety of people passing through the pub. Was a good night.
Jack called me early this a.m. and again I couldn't understand him, asides from one line which was "Where are you Daddy?". to me that indicates distress and non comprehension of why I am not there with him, but Glenda assures me tis only a face value question rather than actually meaning "Why are you not here?". Tis frustrating not being able to communicate, and must be for him too, although again G says the knowledge that I am actually "out there somewhere" is good, and he was quite happy just with that.
okies.. tis late.. not really much more to add so... ter ra!