Xmas dinner we did a bit early with a bunch of people at our new place but the actual dinner on the 24th was done just with me and Redhead Girl and her good friend Ligia as she was alone that day.
Now one of the requirements for a good First Officer on my spaceship is that they are able to recruit more good crew members. I think after reviewing the following pictures you will agree that Redhead girl definitely qualifies for the job.
Yes dear readers. I think her devotion to shipboard life is excellent, as I am sure you can see and understand, so I think she definitely deserves the position. I have definitely found my First Officer. And it only took about 18 months from when I started this blog! Though I admit the search had been going on for a couple of decades before that!
And just in the nick of time for 2010!
Having found the most important crew member, my starship can't be far now surely. As for the zap gun...oh I have a feeling that will come about very soon too.
Stay tuned Earthlings...2010 is going to be a Great Martian Dawn!
Workaholic Hostess did a mini-review of 2009, which I just read and this inspired me to do the same, especially because on thinking about the topic last night I realised 2009 has definitely been the best year of my life so far. So I plan to now make this my bottom line benchmark from which to work.
I also realised 2003 was definitely my worst year ever, (though I do have some nasty ones to chose from for that title, like probably the whole 1987-89 period, but still 2003 was the worst) so in the balance the UK has been both best and worst place for me so far.
The mini-review:
Jan: Got to travel to Ireland (which I had not been to before) all expenses paid to take part in a semi-secret ninja/007 study related to Systema.
Feb: Went to Prague (also a new place for me) with Redhead Girl for Valentine's Day and confirmed that we really do travel well together, as we'd discovered with the trip to Ireland. Also discovered Prague in February is colder than a witch's tit in Antartica. I begin to work only part time but at higher rates so my salary remains almost the same.
Mar: Redhead Girl's Birthday which prompted our first online drunk-ish video where I have a weird falsetto voice and she's hiccuping. Also bought us tickets to go see South Africa later in the year. I also started new classes of Systema in this month at my own location.
Apr: I went to Italy where I settled a court case that had been ongoing for 5 years and won the not uncomfortable sum of 25,000 Euro, which allowed me to ensure I was now a zeroaire. Most people want to be millionaires, but being a zeroaire is a first step to this. Have no debts. At all. And don't plan on ever having any ever again. It's a good feeling.
May: Went to Toronto to do a seminar of Systema with Vladimir and Sergey along with a friend from London and my friends took me to such a classy strip bar that I was not saddened by the place. I still don't particularly find anything very alluring about strip bars and I've never entered one by personal choice, but it was nice to know at least some of them exist where the girls are obviously there by conscious choice and the environment is pretty much relatively clean in every sense of the word. At least no worse (and a whole lot better) than many other non-sex-industry related worksites anyway. I think it's around here that I get given a copy of Vadim Zeland's book Reality Transurfing and a lot of the sensations I had been developing over the last few years click quite nicely into place. I suggest everyone I know read this book.
Jun: New manager comes to the London office and begins restructuring. My Way of Systema site goes up. Basic and simple it may be but it's a start and training in London picks up a more regular crowd. Uldis begins to teach the classes instead of me which I prefer as he's far better than I am at Systema and I like being able to train more.
Jul: I'm told I am too expensive and my services will no longer be required after September, which comes as no surprise and is not unwelcome news as I have been planning to stop working for others anyway. I just want write my books and do hypnosis for people who need it for a while and it seems the Universe is beginning to line it all up for me nicely.
Aug: My Birthday which was well attended by my friends and Redhead Girl got us a trip to Greece, which was amazing as we got to do and see a lot of stuff, including the temple of Apollo and Athena at Delfi and the volcanic island of Santorini where we stayed an extra day due to a delay of the boat by the port authorities. Redhead Girl also got me the flights for this trip on the closest approach Mars has ever had with Earth, so apart possibly from someone in the space station I also get to be the closest to Mars than most human being on Earth will ever get, or indeed have ever gotten before in known human history. I almost feel home! She also got me a baloon trip which we still have to go on sometime in 2010.
Sep: Transfer to an off-site office to complete a claim for my employer that needs to be ready for legal processes in case the opposition contests it. My new rates for the year kick in and I am asked to work full time at the full rates, which makes my work at least worthwhile in money terms. I also find an IT guy that actually knows what he's doing so maybe I will get my site off the ground sometime next year. I also resolve some work-related payments due which again makes my future wish to stop working more achievable.
Oct: One year with Redhead Girl! And it's all been great too. Surprises all the people who know me for having been with one girl longer than a couple of weeks. Move to a cheaper flat with an even better view of the river. Finish my job in the construction industry! And working for others in general too, though some payments to me still need to be done and will not be completed until January 2010.
Nov: Holiday in South Africa with Redhead Girl. See lots of animals, including my family, which is new for her and she likes. Reconnect with my dad, which was nice. My brother going through the early stages of divorce, which is less nice, but probably best for him in the long run even though he doesn't realise this now.
Dec: Do a presentation at Pushkin House on Systema and then have a party on the 11th with a lot of the people from Systema training. Have another dinner party at my place, reconnect with my friend Robert from Karate-days, give and receive lots of presents. Stop paying my rent while I get some stuff sorted out at the new flat that the estate agents have just sat on for 2-3 months. All good. Tonight Redhead Girl and I are going to dinner at Gaucho and will enjoy the fireworks show from the river's edge there, rounding off the end of our best year yet and starting the next one in good form!
Happy 2010 to all of you and best of luck to all for an ever increasing amount of joy from here onwards.
What was the worst thing that happened to you in 2009? The best?
I was going to say I've no idea.
And then regarding the best thing, I was going to say I'm drunk enough to admit it...
But actually I've decided I'm not.
2009 was a good year - as good as 2008. The best of two so far in my life. and no, not because of the thing I'm not drunk enough to say about... but generally.
It might not be in the holiday spirit, but we want to know anyway: What's the best present you received this year?
My 9 year old niece gave me a present this year - and made me promise not to open it. All I knew was it was something she'd bought from the local school fair.
In the meantime, we'd forgotten to buy crackers for our Christmas meal (just the two of us) and were wishing we hadn't.
When we opened the present, it was a Christmas decoration to put on our tree and one solitary cracker. So that was the best thing I received this year.
White lights or colored lights? Blinking or non-blinking? Bonus points if you show us a photo of the lights you used to decorate for the holidays.
I'd just settle for ones that work. I've actually settled for ones that don't though.
What's your favorite holiday memory?
As in the Christmas holidays? For me, three years ago when I finally took the decision not to spend another Christmas with my parents. I chose because they look after two of my nieces - the two born to my crazy oldest sister who I don't wish to ever see again. It's the one day a year we're guaranteed to see her otherwise. Neither of my other sisters goes now for the same reason. It's also lovely to be freed of sitting around doing bugger all after the delightful frenzy of opening presents - often descending into watching the Eastenders schmaltzy Christmas special, not even playing board games. Literally doing nothing but break for huge amounts of food during the day.
Now we measure our christmases not by much - by eating, opening presents, and watching things on TV (including Dr Who!) but we do so on our own terms. Eating filet mignon this year with what's to be a lovely gravy and lots of other things. Enjoying eachother's company and not feeling forced to spend a day doing bugger all on someone else's terms whilst with someone we've got no interest in seeing being there.
My mum takes it surprisingly well. And I do go down very often throughout the year other than this.
Favourite holiday-holiday memory...: Probably anything concerning Cape Town. Walking on 'our' beach (possibly the night the sea was all churned up and stormy and when the baby seal found itself parked on the shore (it lived)). or climbing Table Mountain. or walking around Cape Point (not the time we were harassed by baboons!).
Say what you like, but I'm not picking the canal boat holiday with my mother in law.
Some more pics as promised. They were all taken with my phone as my basic requirement for a phone is that it should be a movie-quality camera first, scanner, laser gun, computer and possibly coffee maker second and a phone third or even 93rd, but obviously quality of these pics is sometimes low given the low tech threshold of Terrans.
1. A beach at Cape Point Nature reserve
2. The airport at Palaborwa. Yup. That is the WHOLE airport. It reminded me of the airport in Gaborone (Botswana) 20 years ago (or even Tirana in Albania a few years ago) except it was bigger, cleaner and way more functional. The plane was tiny, only two seats on one side and one seat on the other side of the isle and the passengers had to be spaced out evenly in it to balance it. Total capacity was 32 people including pilots and crew.
3. A giraffe
4. A not so clear pic of a wildeebeest running
1. Buffalo
2. Zebra
3. Frog. Only little but surprisingly loud. It made more noise than the Hippos.
4. Old male Elephant with Musk, waving it's ears at us in a rather pissed off fashion. Luckily the guide was a cool guy and didn't get freaked and stayed there with the car so we could get nice pics. Redhead Girl spotted it and we would have missed it if it wasn't for her. It's amazing how a 5 ton animal can basically hide behind the equivalent of a shrub at 20 metres. See later pics for proof...
1. Elephant hiding behind the equivalent of a bush lamp-post
2. And now you see him...
3. If you look carefully you should see the "tear" that shows he's in musk making him irritable, and testosterone fuelled, meaning, more likely to make him want to stomp dumb tourists bugging him, but he liked us I guess.
4. Inside the plane, pic taken by me holding my arm out. The other side of the isle was a single seat.
So that should complete the pics of animals section for ya.
The trip was basically all good and I even got to see and talk with my father again after 7 years. He's still physically fit and doing well, except I think he thinks in his 60s he should be "old" so has slowed down a bit, which is not all bad since he really needed to get better emotionally speaking. He seems calmer anyway and he's finally retired, which is good.
Hopefully he will think up of a nice hobby that doesn't involve shooting people or hunting criminals. He wrote an article for Magnum (an outdoor/hunting/wildlife magazine) and they liked it, so he might do more of that which I think would be nice for him as he certainly has a lot of funny, crazy, stories to tell and it saves me having to do it at some point.
Dad in the left one and Mom on the right one.
The only hitch was that on the way back the flight was cancelled which was badly unannounced so we wasted hours at the airport before finding out and had to come back the next day to fly home a day late in an almost empty 747 which meant we could stretch out taking up five seats to sleep a bit. Redhead Girl didn't bother, but I did as I never get to sleep on planes due to my height mostly.
Also I renewed my membership to the Mile High Club as Redhead Girl insisted she wanted to join this exclusive club... That's why I love her, she's just comic-book cool.
Yeah, I know. You were all waiting with baited breath for my return. The 1 comment I'll get from samjohn999 trying to sell me some real estate in Cambodia or take part in the very safe and secure online spreadbetting that has recently made many millionaires will be all the proof I need.
Yes. I do thank God for my adamantium self-esteem daily. So there.
ANYWAY...Lots happened over the last two months, which is why the long absence from my blog. But I make it up by reporting much funny things and some amazing pictures from my recent trip to see my family in Africa.
So...I am now able to tell you dear readers that I now NO LONGER WORK! That is, I am now no longer employed by anyone to do anything for them that I don't want to do. I will be writing books, finally getting my hypnosis work that I have been doing for 4 years more mainstream and training in and occassionally teaching (when my friend Uldis is not doing it) the System, that awesome, awesome, cool amazing "martial art" (but really oh sooo much more than just that) I have been doing for a while now.
Some of you that care can go see more on that at WWW.WAYOFSYSTEMA.COM where you will find a rather simple site (which badly needs a revamp but I have no time or skills to do it and am hoping one of the other Systema guys will improve it sometime before 2012....)
So yeah!! I am no longer a slave of the system. For a little while anyway. I have a little money saved up for a year at least so the plan is to make enough money to survive (or even you know, buy a few islands, I don't mind being stupidly, obscenely rich, it's ok with me...) doing only what I want to do out of my own wish to do it, as opposed to having to in order to do luxurious things like have running water and food to eat in a nice apartment.
Those of you now turning green with envy please note that you are as much in a position to be doing what I am doing (sweet, sweet nothing) as I am or was. If you REALLY want to do so, I cannot suggest strongly enough that you read Vadim Zeland's book Transurfing Reality (There are three books but the first two are really enough and the last two are only available in Russian for now). More than anything it has certainly helped to shape my view of reality in a way that is really malleable by me, the operator of it. Sounds too Matrix-ish for you? Too bad. That's how it works and you should watch more SF movies anyway, it's good for you!
I also moved home and thus pay a cheaper rent, though that at the moment is REALLY cheap as I have stopped paying it altogether since more than 2 months after we moved in I STILL have boiler and electrical problems of a pretty serious nature (not to mention several other issues not as serious but certainly not fun to deal with). Let's see how long it takes the Estate agents to wake up now. In the meantime I am going about fixing these things myself now and I will simply not pay rent until I have it ALL sorted and then I will deduct all the costs as well as my time for sorting it all out and only THEN start paying rent again.
Every possible reasonable option has honestly been tried before this and at the end of it I have just lost patience with the utter fucking scandalous incompetence, stupidity and fucktard, brain-damaged-like inability to get any kind of half-decent service done in apparently the whole of greater London from people who take chunks of money from you for supposedly providing such non-existent service.
I would list the incredibly long amount of retarded things I have been subjected to but I'll stick to a few highlights for your amusement:
- The leaky tap in the kitchen was supposedly visited by a plumber. It still leaks exactly the same as before so I asked if the next time the plumber can maybe also hold it and speak some comforting words to it as apparently just visiting it doesn't do the trick.
- Today the guy who supposedly sorted out the washing machine (but I haven't tried it yet so I seriously doubt he actually did anything successful on that appliance) suggested that the way to rectify the problem of the fridge door not staying closed was to "not put any bottles in the bottle holding part of the door". Actually since it's snowing in London I suppose really I should just throw all the stuff in the fridge on the balcony and hope for the best. Maybe even hope it snows enough to make an ice-box which will take us through the short summer like trappers of old in the Canadian wilderness. I somehow resisted the urge to ice-pick the "handy-man" and hang him from a hook off the balcony in case meat runs low in the harsh winter months.
- The boiler "knocking noise" and intermittent hot-cold water when showering is not due to any problem with our boiler. It's from another flat. Hyperdimensional physics must clearly be involved, but I guess it's a "need to know" thing because when I asked how in the name of anyone sane could an electrical problem in ANOTHER flat be affecting MY hot water supply I was not given an answer. Just repeated the same drivel above. I invited the estate agency's maintenance guy to come up here and see for himself. To be precise I told him to bring a towel because I would have pleasure in having him take a shower here to experience for himself the situation. I don't care if it sounded gay to him. At this point buggery is after all only about the 7th lowest item on the list of things I'd like to do to the whole of the "management" of the Estate agency and their employees responsible for them not fixing these issues over a period of 2-3 months.
So yeah...rent's gonna be real cheap around here for a while. I may have to live like a fur trapper of the 19th century but then again the Estate agency offices are literally just outside the apartment complex I live in, so if I ever run out of fresh meat I will just go ice-pick one of the proto-humans they employ and hang his/her carcass from my balcony for preservation purposes and good meat curing. They certainly don't seem to serve any other function so I assume they are a meat giving animal. Sort of like cows but stupider and less useful. And more full of shit which probably means they play havoc with the ozone layer.
In the meantime enjoy a picture of the view I have from my new office space I created inside the flat. That mild reflection is me and I am glad to say I actually have my PJ bottoms on...bonus!
After the hectic end of my work and move, Redhead Girl and I went on holiday for three weeks to South Africa, (Johannesburgh) though she also visited her oldest friend who now lives in Maputo and we also went to Cape Town and a resort bordering the Kruger National Park for a few days so we were actually in planes a whole bunch of times while there.
The trip was great and I also got to train with Vadim Dobrin who is a gentleman as well as being a deadly and funny guy. He was so cool he basically organised one class on a Saturday just for me with two of his top students (who are both younger, nicer people and better than me at Systema, but I feel I make up for it by being far more ornery, vicious and unpleasant than them in general life [which gives me immense satisfaction]* and knowing things about women and sex they will only discover if they become at least as debauched as I am and work hard at it for the next 50 years or so)**
Here's a few pics for you (and more later, including some of an Elephant in musk at about 15 metres from us):
They are (from left to right):
1. Redhead Girl silhoutted on Camps Bay beach
2. Me and my little brother after I just baptised him (with some sea-water, hence the crosses) "Aldo Libero" the first in my own sect of free people. Yes, I plan to have a religion named after me one day, it's all part of my plan to take over the world for my Martian brethren. This was at Yzerfontein where I have a couple of plots, one of which is now for sale for about R1,100,000.00 (roughly about £90,000) which considering it's about 200 metres from the Ocean and has guaranteed views and given the general prices in the area is actually a decent price, so if any of you want it, let me know. Broker fees would be on top of this.
3. Redhead girl looking sexy at Boulders, the Penguin colony, which she loved and where she took hundreds of pictures of the ridiculous and yet very cool penguins.
4. Redhead girl and me at Boulders again (Simon's Town).
Here is a couple more for you:
1. A Penguin suntanning. if you look you can see he has his eyes closed and little short feet propped up
2. Boulders beach. Exclusively for the use of Penguins so their small colony can be safe from human interference
3. Redhead girl at the Dias cross at Cape Point
4. My view for a lot of the time we were at the game resort
But since I know you're all waiting for the animal pics, here they are:
1. Ostriches at cape point. the males are black with white feathers and the females brown
2. Hippos at the golfing resort (I have never played golf, but the animals all over the range are cool)
3. Crock near the pond in the middle of the golf course. I had to get a little closer than you see Redhead Girl in the last pic as all these pics were taken with my camera phone, but he was sleeping so no problem really
4. Redhead Girl takin pic of the giant lizard
This post is becoming mammoth, so more pics of animals (including the Elephant one) in the next post after I eat dinner!
* Hey I get my pleasure where I can, don't judge.
** I'm not that old, it's just that there's lots of catching up to do for them in this area really. Way more than is healthy anyway.
What are you hoping to find under the tree this year?
A hunky man. This will only work if I don't get my way to get a real one that drops needles on him.
[Overheard]
- Hey! Lets make everything really messy!
Engage: Freakish Supersonic Mum Hearing
Activate: Fun Spoiling App
- NO!
- What? We didn't!
- Do not make everything messy please.
- Why?
- Because... just play nicely with your toys. Don't be little savages.
[Pause]
- Yeh Wilfie. Don't be such a sandwich.
