Topic: Stephen Says
I've been meaning to blog about a bunch of things but haven't gotten around to doing it for a while. And then other stuff happens and I want to blog about that but there's the previous thing to blog about and so I don't and the viscious cycle continues in a never ending cycle. Visciously.
One thing I wanted to blog about was the sheer crap that was the Vatican but Sean summed it up better than I could in his comment. Basically, I couldn't bother to get pissed off by the sheer over-abundance of wealth that directly goes against what Jesus said he wanted. But I suppose that to care too much about it either way is to care more than its worth. After all, what does the Catholic church do now-a-days other than stoke Christian/Muslem tension? Thank you very much, The New Pope.
One look at the cardinals/bishops/priests during the service I saw pretty much exposes them for being snotty elitists with their heads so far up their asses that they may as well be left in their imaginary world where tourists come to bask in their glory and all the women have their shoulders covered.
In some ways the Vatican is a little like London - A stomping ground for tourists where the locals are the main attraction only they don't realise it.
Over the past weekend I pretty much overdid it. I'm 30 now and am not allowed to have fun. At least the kind of fun I used to have. Fun for me now is sitting in Stabucks sipping an espresso discussing the political merits of the latest George Clooney movie.
I had a mildly surreal evperience at Waterloo station at 7:30 Sunday morning where I wound up in a music video. My attenton was caught by a tall Asian man with a double guitar, big floppy leather hat and wearing a technicolour dream coat who was surrounded by young, beautiful people. 'Ooh, clubbers,' I thought and went over to bask in their youthful exuberance when music started suddenly and everyone formed lines and started dancing and clapping.
I tried to ake a video but a 7 foot tall, 6 foot wide bouncer got in my face and started shouting at me. I kind of wish i'd gotten that on video as well.
Anyway, let me know if you see the video. That's me standing off to one side drunk, confused and eating a roasted vegetable & brie sandwich with a newspaper under one arm.
I've also been trying to upload some videos of Rome but Youtube's being fiddley and irritating.
Anyway, I suffered through a couple of days of zombie-hood and am back at work. Tomorrow are the interviews for a new manager which is weird because I've got to informally interview people who, if they get hired, will cause me to lose my 'promotion.'
One candidate rang up yesterday to ask if she needed any mental health knowledge so I feel that my position may be quite safe.