Thursday, 12 April 2012
Improv Jamming
Thats me drumming!
Yes it's not perfect but it was alot of fun. I would recommend Improv jamming with friends to anyone.
What do you think?
Ping your blog
Wednesday, 22 February 2012
Cognitive Bias
Wednesday, 18 January 2012
ME!
I'm Dan, Yes you probably knew that. I'm 25 I've been married for 5 years (6 in June) to a wonderful enduring wife, Becky. I am not neuro-typical, I'm generally described as weird and I embrace it.
I tend to think too much about life and like to keep it simple and honest, I think people make life difficult for themselves too often by complicating little things like "how many x's did he put on the end of the text he sent you?" and "well I won't say sorry until they do". Life is hard enough with work, illness and family to worry about things you have no control over and as for not saying sorry WHY NOT? admitting mistakes and encouraging peace make you a much better person and by far more in control over situations then anyone else.
Life is about self respect not self esteem, yes there is a difference. You earn self respect through action, self esteem is what you expect others to think of you, which as I mentioned before you have no control over.
This blog is dedicated to the little things I notice which I think don't seem to make sense in life and yes I will be moaning so more (with some silly posts in-between) I hope you have enjoyed it so far and continue to do so.
Do you agree with my post?
What does Life mean to you?
Friday, 25 November 2011
If you say 'gullible' slowly, it sounds like 'oranges'...
As a small child I was a rather rambunctious, not a problem child, just full of energy and very active. My brother and I were obsessed with the movie "Home Alone" we would spend hours trying to simulate the 'traps'.
One particular solo attempt was me tying one end of a string of wool to the curtain rail and the other to the bottom of the welsh dresser, standing on a chair armed with a coat hanger I prepared for my descent.
At that minute my uncle walked into the room with a puzzled look "does your Dad let you do that?" He quizzed. "....yes" I hurriedly replied. So he, shrugged and WALKED AWAY! I couldn't belive my luck, fortunately I realised the tautness of the wool wouldn't hold my weight and I abandoned the project.
As pleased as I was at the time I can't help but shake my head in disbelief now when I think back.
So I put the question to you :
What crazy things did you get away with as a kid?