ça te plaît, ton boulot?

J'ai constaté qu'un emploi dans un garage évite d'être privé de notre maison. Il est trouvé à petite France dorénavant l'utilisation de langue.

C'est ennuyeux et la paie est la merde. Le doute cela durera longtemps. Au moins il nous arrêtera d'être talonné par l'allocation de chômage.

Hamish arrives.

Congrats to Aunty Jen for bringing the newist cousin into the world and to Uncle Duncan and Callum for kinda being around at the time.

For full story click on Hamish

The straw that broke the camels back.

Finally after months of pushing, I've truly fucked myself over. The jobcenter has cut us off without notice because I missed a course I was to attend. So on the day we were meant to receive the paltry fortnightly sum that buys our messages. I was informed that not only are we cut off this time, but also in a fortnights time. Empty fridge, bare cupboards, electric & gas meters running low and a month to survive.

This provides an ideal opportunity to question those who think it is hypocritical to sign-on as an anarchist. You know who you are...
As an Anarchist (and just a decent human being) I believe everyone should be entitled to food, clean water, shelter, clothing and warmth for free (really I think everything should be free, but lets not be too radical) These are the basic needs for modern humans so in a so called advanced civilized society they should be supplied. Now the dole is shit, you barely get enough to provide the above needs but as long as you don't care about luxuries then you can get by. It is as if all those essentials are free therefore living a tiny part of my ideal.
As an Anarchist, I believe the centralizing of authority i.e. Government is harmful to everyone, as in their day to day running of society they commit the most horrendous atrocities from schooling children to be moronic sheep as adults and starving their own jobless citizens to genocide, arms dealing and war. Governments pay for all of these evils because of the taxing of the poor (rich people evade tax.) Now the dole is shite, but at least it avoids contributing blood money, in fact jobseekers take money from the warchest. To those who think that tax would drop if there was no dole, get a grip! Tax breaks are only given to those that don't need it.

So here I am in a situation that apparently relieves me of my hypocrisy. Because I no longer receive money from the state I wish to see destroyed, lets assess my options.
First of all we need food, so I can steal it from shops, pillage farms, forage the land, steal money to pay for it, starve or get a job.
Stealing from shops as I've said before is right. However, making it your living greatly increases the chance of imprisonment. Even great thieves can be unlucky. If left as my only option I have no problems in choosing this course of action, I would rather it didn't come to this though because I'm still on probation so one tiny blunder would cost a mammoth 6 months jail-time in the retrial of my last charge alone.
Pillaging farms and foraging the land requires knowledge that I don't have (they are on my 'to learn' list along with everything else).
Stealing money is within my grasp I've been mugged loads of times so I am familiar with how it's done. It takes place is areas where I am in complete control so if I was a complete knob-end this would be relatively safe and lucrative. But I'm not a knob-end (at least not in this respect) so would have to find another way. Stealing money from shops, banks etc is again something I am not to bothered by. If it came without the theat of or actual violence to some poor wee till-operator; I'd be all for it. Unlike stealing food, this would spark an actual police investigation leading to even more time in jail. Although pulling a Raskalnikov does have some appeal, the desire to be around to raise my kids holds me back.
Starve? well if your dumb enough to allow this to happen in a society of plenty then GOOD you deserve it for being so stupid.
Getting a job solves all our financial problems, we can eat, afford our rent and bills, new clothes with left-overs to save for a holiday and bla bla bla. Oh yippie I can become another fucking loser that consolidates capitalism by devoting 5 out of my 7 days to it. While paying the government to murder poor people (generally in the interest of the economy). That's the plan that people have been pestering me to do for the sake of nicer clothes, more nights out and a holiday or two.

Only survival would make me endure this slavery...

Training Music

I have just received Granda Martin's new mp3 player with instructions to compile him music to train with. He just wants about an hour or so but while doing a bit of searching on the net for the best training music, I realised that there is a lot more out there than just the Rocky soundtrack. I've tried to choose from a wide variety of music so that he can delete any he thinks are shit still having plenty to get through his training sesh.
Here's my compilation:

What you waiting for - Gwen Stiffanny
Welcome to the Jungle - Guns and Roses
Paranoid - Black Sabbath
Ace of Spades - Moterhead
Push it to the Limit - Paul Engemann
Know your Enemy - Rage against the Machine
Killing in the name of - Rage against the Machine
Live and let die - Guns and Roses
Dancing on the Ceiling - Lionel Richie
Living after Midnight - Judas Priest
Spirit of Radio - Rush
Get it on - Kingdom come
Youth gone Wild - Skid Row
Final Countdown - Europe
Cold Metal - Iggy Pop
Freebird - Lynyrd Skynyrd
I Need a Hero - Bonnie Tyler
Eye of the Tiger - Survivor
Alive - Pearl Jam
She's a Maniac - Michael Sembello
Going gets Tough - Billy Ocean
Here I go Again - Whitesnake
Poison - Alice Cooper
No Easy Way Out - Rocky
Gonna Fly Now - Rocky
Hearts on Fire - Rocky
London Calling - The Clash
Hateful - The Clash
Time for Heroes - Libertines
Don't Look Back into the Sun - Libertines
Underpressure - Queen

Anyone got any suggestions on great training music?
I'd like to hear what you think.

Phoenix's first ascent on Charlie's 3rd Birthday.

Happy Birthday!!!

From my computer desk I turned to see this.

Having never attempted the stairs before she was on the 5th step.

I shouted Mum who was upstairs to come see.

As FeeFee kept climbing.

Reaching the top without falling once.

The next day she had learned how to clambour down aswell.

Wanted for Arson

After leaving the pub some of my friends noticed that there were a couple of bundles of newspapers outside Starbucks, so in an opportunist moment for destruction they genie'd a few packs of matches, setting fire to the newspapers. They then went to the shops before returning to pub opposite the scene of the 'crime'. Over an hour later they came out of the pub to be identified by one of the witnesses who was still hanging around.
What a bunch of idiots!

During questioning, they asked if they knew Kris Martin - leader of a anarchist terror cell in Edinburgh. Haha, pretty fucked up, I smell a frame job...