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16 June, 2013

2AM & Still Thoughts of Blogging?!

Whassup, bro's!

Well, I must say this certainly is a surprise... 2am UK time and I'm still ever conscious of what I'm going to put in my next entry on this 'ere blog of mine!

You faithful bro's have got me well over 600 views of which I am so, so proud and privileged so a massive massive thanks to all of you, whether you gave a cr@p about what I had to say since I started in February, you helped get me where I am today and for that I thank you all, each and every one of you!

As promised, and much belatedly, I'm gonna tell you a little story to explain this signature of mine, given that I promised it and until now have not delivered...



It all started a few weeks ago when we had a spell of bad weather in Oldham, the town where I so happily abide these days (I've shared the stories of how bad it once got last winter, leaky roofs and all that!) and a signing appointment at the jobcentre. I remember that day well because it had been raining for the few days beforehand leaving me to rue stupidity had I left my brolly at home.

I was stood on the threshold, looking up at grey clouds and thought 'you know what, bro? I ain't gonna get caught out on this one!', so I took my brolly... one of those large, golf-types (you know the sort... ones that make you hate the businessmen that carry them when you're going to work in a morning if you hapen to use the bus!).

I was wearing my black duffel coat complete with toggle fastenings and all that jazz and I got to thinking 'hang on a minute, bro', this reminds me of The Penguin from Batman!' (yes, there was an excellent performance from Danny DeVito in the Michael Keaton franchise, but Burgess Meredith is the bomb for me!) and that of course made me think 'well, wait a minute I'm not 'The Penguin', because he was short and stocky, I'm a proper lanky bro' me!' and the name was borne (sic!), hence "The Lanky Penguin"!

Now, I know you're probably thinking 'who does this guy think he is comparing himself to one of the best baddies from Batman (apart from Joker, again see Cesar Romero, or Heath Ledger naturally, though be warned as clicking on the latter may be too much for some!)?'

What I'm getting at here is that I find it comical at times how the mind can often link things seemingly unrelated (me and the sight of my long pointy umbrella (OI!!! You dirty fecker... get your mind out of the gutter, sic!) and give birth to new ideals and new thought patterns. You know? You can be sat there eating your apple, or drinking your smoothie and whammo, your mind comes up with a totally random thought and then personalises it for how it can apply to you!

Well that's the way that I work, mate and that's all there is to it!

I make it proud, my declaration that I dance to a different drumbeat, I rock to a different rhythm, my dimension is unlike anything ever gone before and ever will be again and you know what? I'm proud of that, because I am one of a kind (like R.V.D. once had a theme tune implying!) and there never is, never was and never will be another just like me, which reminds me of a song (and my theme to live by atm, bro's!)!

Final Thought

You could say then that this entry was borne out of a realisation of one's identity, but what I'm saying is that whatever you do, whether your a kiss-stealin', wheeler-dealin' sonuvagun or what have you, just be yourself and relax knowing that yourself is good enough for everyone else!

If they don't like it, then to quote DX (which I won't do fully), to keep this family-friendly "I got two words for ya...!". People these days are only too happy to base their identity on what others think of them, when they should be finding out who they are in the first place and saying "screw the rest of them, they ain't gonna tell me I'm something I'm not!"

It's all about standing up for yourself, standing up for what's right, wearing your heart on your sleeve and so on and so forth...

Some people ain't gonna like that, bro's, but again refer to my DX quote! It's your life... so make the consequences something you're gonna be proud to tell the grand-kids about!

Peace out!


The Lanky Penguin

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