If you are a reader of the comments on this organ, you will have noticed regular remarks by “genuinej”. It is interesting that, contrary to the standard laws of the universe, he has chosen a name that does not start with a capital letter; because his special interests are drinking, spelling, grammar and more drinking, and he is quick to point out what he believes to be errors; especially after six pints.
He obviously relishes his visits to Pattaya Days, maybe because there is so much to snipe at; and after a recent lapse in my posting frequency, he churlishly suggested that the site be renamed “Pattaya Somedays”.
Just another genuinej gibe and I forgot all about it. After all, the man is a model of physical perfection with a razor intellect, ready wit and a disarming smile. And he brings me chocolate eggs.
But Billy, another regular commenter, decided to embark upon some investigative journalism; and came up with this:
Billy also maintains a blog (in fact his blog is responsible for this one; but that is another story and I have already told it). Like me he knows how hard it can be to write something every day. Like me, he also used to call himself an accountant in his previous life. Unlike me, he also has the skills to knock out a graph (I never got my brain around Excel, beyond the ability to sum a column).
So thank you Billy. Proof, if any were needed, and it wasn’t, that Pattaya Days is, on average, a daily offering. In fact, with some simple maths (which is all I am capable of), You can take the total number of posts to date (1006) and compare them to the number of days that this site has been running (865), and decide that this site should be called Pattaya 1.1607 Days. But then tomorrow I would have to call it something else, so maybe I will stick with the current version.
Fact is, there are many days when there is bugger all to write about. If I had to summarise my life in one word, it would be “mundane”. Not that I am complaining, I like mundane. But it can be hard to write enthusiastically about such an existence.
Today has been fairly typical. Woke late to discover she who must be obeyed had already risen and was busily engaged in farming and other nonsenses on Facebook. Reached out for my iPad and spent half an hour in bed reading mails, twitter and news. Visited on occasion by the cats who like to come and say good morning by jumping on my head. Eventually rise and make for the toilet to perform the usual, whilst trying to crack level 5-3 of Angry Birds. Fail to crack level 5-3, but achieve primary purpose of toilet visit and proceed to shower. Shave, dress (T-shirt and underpants, everything else is superfluous), prepare breakfast and make coffee. Mess around on the computer until mid-day. Think about what I will do for the rest of the day. Probably Xbox. Decide to write this. The end.
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2010-08-07| farang_jai_dee saysYou should send this complainer over to http://stanleykemp.blogspot.com/ . There he can have a real go at seeing Lady Diane in one zillion pictures picking food out, etc. You had suggested this site a long while ago and I, even though I swear I will not, go into it frequently. Addicted to the same script. Enjoy your blog as always …
2010-08-08| Barry saysFrom the above: If I had to summarise my life in one word, it would be “mundane”.
The lead of Werewolf’s latest blog: My life’s been so boring for the past few days that I can’t even bring myself to write an installment of My Mundane Life.
Could this be Thailand we are talking about? No walking on the wild side? Maybe the two of you should get together and see who has the most mundane life. If a former accountant is calling his present life mundane, then - well, what can I say.
Just kidding. Please don’t take this seriously. I wrote this because today is a little - mundane.
2010-08-08| Spike saysChecked Werewolf’s blog which has the subtitle “Tearing Bangkok apart one girl at a time”. Given that, I expect that his version of mundane would be more than I could handle.
Accountant’s are misunderstood. Beneath the veneer of respectability and boredom there lurks a beating heart of anarchy with a side order of insurrection.
Not really.
2010-08-08| Billy says“Accountant’s are misunderstood” … expect to have a new a-hole ripped by GJ over this one … interestingly (you must be fucking joking - ED) the Dutch do indeed use an ’s to indicate plurality where the singular noun ends in a vowel … so maybe you were more affected by your Nederlands Days than you care to admit ….
2010-08-08| genuinej saysAn apostrophe in a plural!! Well spotted Billy. You beat me to that one but I have been away for 24 hours at a mundane family gathering to celebrate my eldest daughter’s 40th birthday. She too is an accountant, as is her husband, and the mundaneness was exacerbated by their compulsory (or starve) vegetarian food. BTW, instalment only had one l when I was a lad, but that is a long time ago and the use of one and two ls (no apostrophe) seems acceptable these days.