What happened to the flying car?

I know why it’s 2015 & we don’t have flying cars like in Back to the Future…

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It’s all down to owner of the Rolls Royce…

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http://backtothefuture.wikia.com/…/Rolls-Royce_Silver_Cloud…

Stay with me on this one…

Because Marty changes time in 1985 so he doesn’t crash into the Rolls Royce, the owner is no longer devastated by damage that was caused to his car in the crash!

What Marty didn’t know is that because of the crash, the owner of the Rolls started thinking of ways the crash could have been avoided. If only Marty had turned in time or Marty’s pick-up truck had just flown over the Roll Royce, the accident would have never happened… If only one of the vehicles were flying? That’s it FLYING!

Yes, you guessed it. The man in the Rolls Royce ended up inventing the flying car but because the crash never happened, he never had that idea, so that’s why we don’t have flying cars…

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THANKS MARTY!

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National Poetry Day

It is national poetry day today so I am going to post a cheesy poem that I wrote when I was a young teenager. It was published in a book of short poems and appeared on Ceefax (remember Ceefax?).

I made my mind to dance and play
People don’t respect the things we say
From the skin of your T-shirt
To the Crown of Thorns
A little boy with crazy dreams
A lot of goals… 

I then wrote a second part to it but I can’t remember passed the first 2 lines…

Dreams are written with woven thread
Imprints in a childs head
 
(blah, blah, blah, something, something)

It’s amazing the things we can remember off by heart. I still remember the song I had to sing when I was a Oompa Loompa in a school play of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. The way my teacher put across how important it was for us to remember lines was by telling us the story of when she was in the second world war and all the children in her class had to remember the serial number of their gas masks and where it was at all times. If they didn’t know, and the bombs fell, they might die! I was five. That story put so much fear into me that I learnt my lines off by heart, just incase the bombs fell and I would need to sing to the enemy…

Augustus Gloop! Augustus Gloop!
That great big greedy nincompoop!
How long could we allow this beast
To gorge and guzzle, feed and feast
On everything he wanted to?
Great Scott! It simply will not do.
So what we do in cases such
As this, we use the gentle touch
And carefully we take the brat
And turn him into something that
Will give great pleasure to us all
A doll, for instance, or a ball.
Or marbles or a rocking horse.
But this revolting boy, of course,
Is so unutteralby vile,
So greedy, foul, and infantile.
“Come on!” We cry. “The time is ripe
To send him shooting up the pipe!”

 (please take note that I know that these are not the exact words that Roald Dahl wrote but they were the words that we learnt… Well, I hope they are the words we learnt… If they aren’t and the bombs do fall, I’m in trouble.) 

Why do you follow me?

Since being diagnosed with Asperger Syndrome I have had a hard time trying to be ‘normal’. I know I need to accept that I will always be different but when you receive a 4 page report on your diagnoses, it’s a bit like someone pointing out that you constantly pick your nose. I don’t know about you but when someone points out that you do something or act in a certain way, you do your best not to to do it because you have suddenly been made aware of these habits and mannerisms. One part of my diagnoses reads…

“He lacked eye-contact and his spoke with a number of unusual inflections. He had a tendency to include too much detail in his explanations and even when answering questions from me”

Ever since the report, I’ve tried my hardest to make eye contact with people, and to summarise my responses, but it just doesn’t come naturally to me. I know this is because of my condition and I can’t change who I am. But most of the time I just don’t want to come across as weird. It makes me wonder how I come across to people online. I don’t need to make eye contact with people on the internet, and on twitter you can only tweet 140 characters so you need to summerise too. Do I appear normal on twitter?
Twitter can be a strange place, lots of people all talking at once. So many opinions, so many voices. I have always been curious as to why people follow me. I don’t really tweet too often, I am not that funny and I don’t really have anything really interesting to say. I am definitely not part of ‘The Twitter Elite’ as some people call them. My profile says “likes random ramblings” and that’s what I do. I tend to tweet about whatever is on my mind at that moment, good or bad. I would say I am more open on twitter than I am on facebook or even in real life. This can be a bit of a curse at times as I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve. My therapist said that most people do their best to hide the darker sides of their personalities or the things that make them vulnerable. I don’t tend to do that because then how will people be able to understand me if they don’t have all information needed.
 Yesterday I posted a question:

“Why do you follow me on Twitter?”

100 people answered my question. It was anonymous so people could be honest. Most people who responded mentioned something about my surveys which I can understand. The survey which started off as my own form of therapy for understanding others has become a major part of my life online, which unfortunately has got a bit in the way of my main twitter account, but I doing my best to balance time between my account and @5urvey. I received a lot of positive feedback. People saying things like…

“I find you interesting, creative, and kind. I like your honesty. You seem open and kind of vulnerable. You rarely (if ever) interact with me but that’s ok. You strike me as needing a cuddle and a pep-talk. You seem to be a good person. Sweet, and loving.”

“Initially because I heard you on the Tell ’em Steve-Dave podcast, but I stay because your funny, post great Instagram pictures and have some similar interests too me.”

“Because you appear to be a nice bloke. You are funny. You certainly don’t deserve all the criticism you get from the twatters. Stay resilient my friend.”

It is always nice to read nice things but I also want to see what else people would write. This would be the chance to see what a lot of people really think of me.

“I follow you because I enjoy your interesting tweets from time to time. However this recent self justifiction bollocks is just needy.”

“At first because you were sweet but the egotism has got ridiculously out if control. See ya.”

I think a lot of these points are valid. I guess I do come across as needy at times, especially at the moment when I am trying to come to terms with my condtion. I don’t think I am being egotisic but I am not the person who wrote that so they must have their reasons too. I think hard part of Asperger’s is trying to understand others.

This response was the one I found the most interesting…

“I’ve noticed that you can be sensitive to certain things, I think it seems to upset you a lot when people unfollow so there’s a little bit of unintended pressure to continue following. Sorry, but you did ask.”

I am indeed a senstive person and so sometimes get upset when people unfollow me on twitter, but it really depends on who that person is. I know that one of the problems I have is to make and maintain friendships, and a lot of people on twitter I consider my friends. I am not too bothered by the number of followers I have. I used to get all excited when I gained new followers and sad when I lost them. I don’t know if it’s down to being on twitter for a while so it has lost a bit of it’s sparkle or since I past my personal goal of a thousand followers, or even down to my condition but I don’t get upset if I lose the odd follower. I only get upset if someone I follow unfollows me, esecially if it is someone I have met, know, and consider a friend. On Twitter I tend to follow people who I can relate too, but I mainly follow people who I can talk and have a conversation with. When someone sends me a tweet and I don’t recognise their picture or name, I normally look to see if follow them and have a look at the photos they have posted. They say pictures speak louder than words and I tend to agree with that. If they haven’t posted any photos then I don’t really have clear understanding of who they are. I am not really interested in food (due to my eating disorder) so pictures of food don’t interest me. The same goes with football or other sporting events as they don’t interest me either. If I see that a person has posted a photo of Star Wars stuff, or their favourite music, comics, sci-fi movies etc then tend to take an interest and follow that person. However I don’t tend to look too much in to what they have tweeted about. I assume we will get on just because we both like ‘geeky’ things. This was also picked up when I was diagnosed too…

“he appeared to choose friends based on the things they owned rather than personal qualities.”

This is not a reference to someones material worth, but if they liked the things that I liked. I have a really hard time relating to people who don’t like the things I like. This part of my condition too. If I don’t follow you on twitter it’s probably because you don’t tick some of these boxes not because I don’t think you are a nice person. I am also sorry if I come across as cold or aloof but it is all part of my condition…

“he can appear to lack empathy and that he is not very good at comforting others or understanding their point of view.”

I try and do my best not upset people but I know that it is impossible to keep everyone happy. It is hard for me to understand others and understand myself so I will always be searching for answers. It is in my nature. I always thought it was due to the scientist in me but now I know it is due to my Asperger’s too. I like order and stucture.

So why do you follow me? Well it’s due all of these things. It is because I am…
‘geeky’, ‘random’, ‘interesting’, ‘cute’, ‘brilliant’, ‘genuine’, ‘nice’, ‘kind’, ‘funny’, ‘lovely’ etc. but also because…

“he is the Morgan freeman of surveys”

and I like that.

These are a few of my favourite things…

 I can remember years ago, the father of an ex girlfriend had a little note on his mirror which simply read…

“Remember how miserable it was”

He wrote that so whenever he didn’t feel like getting out of bed and going to work it would remind him of what it was like when he was unemployed and depressed.

I don’t need motivation to get out of bed, but I do like the idea of writing notes for myself. Notes that make me happy. So the other day I thought I would buy myself a blackboard so I could do just that. If I ever feel down or I’ve had a bad day I can just look at them and it will put a smile on my face. I wanted something magnetic that I could stick to the fridge, but I couldn’t decide on what to get?  A blackboard or whiteboard? …so I bought both. I also ordered some chalk pens and other creative things that I could use. The first thing I thought I would write down was a list of things that I am looking forward to. Seeing what makes my fiancee happy also makes me happy, so Sally has joined in too. So far things look like this…

The chalk pens haven’t arrived yet but when they do I want to start writing on the blackboard and instead of writing down things that I am looking forward I want to write down a list of favorite things. It’s going to be our new hobby. Every month Sally and I will write down our favourite things and it can be anything, a film, a song, a book, a drink, an event. It doesnt have to be in any order just a list of things that makes us happy. If I was to write a list now it would look something like this….

  • Sally
  • Snuggles
  • The idea of being married
  • The Avengers
  • White Knuckles by OK GO
  • Making lists
  • Dancing around the Kitchen
  • Sunny days
  • Playing guitar
  • Watching stuff on Netflix

…and what’s billiant about having a black/whiteboard is that it’s not permanent. If I think of something else, change my mind, or worse, the thing I wrote now makes me sad, it doesn’t matter. I can make a fresh start. I can almost literally, wipe the slate clean.

Space Monkeys

Those of you who read this blog will know that back in June 2010 Sally & I went to New York for our holidays. While we were there, we went to New Jersey to visit Jay & Silent Bob’s Secret Stash and appeared on Episode #19 of Tell ‘Em Steve-Dave. So when I saw this…

..I knew I just had to go.

I didn’t really know what to expect. When I saw them last year in ‘the stash’ it was just us, and back then the podcast was still only in it’s teens, but now there are about 80 episodes, with bonus podcasts like ‘OverKill’ and ‘Space Monkeys’. In 2010 Tell ‘Em Steve Dave! won two Podcast Awards, one for People’s Choice and the other as Best Comedy. The show was also named a best of 2010 audio podcast by iTunes. So it’s a popular show, but how popular are they in the UK?

We arrived at the Prince Charles Cinema at about 6pm and there was already the start of a small queue for the 7pm show. By 6:30pm the queue was half way round the building. At this point I started to worry that the midnight show might sell out, so I stepped out of the queue and went straight to the box office to buy two tickets, as we originally only had tickets for the 7pm show. Our original plan was catch the last train home, but a very nice friend said we could crash at a hers in London if we did decided to stay, even though we would be turning up on her door step around 3 am, so I sent her a message to say we had the tickets for the late night so and so we would be staying if that was still ok. She said yes, so with a place to crash we were all set for an evening of fun and laughs.

The 7pm show was great, but it seemed to over so quickly. Sally and I were in the third row and had a great view of Bry and Q. At the end of the show Q told everyone that there was an after show party at Ruby Blue and to collect a wrist band from them outside. As we were so close to the stage I thought I would take this opportunity to go up and say hi before they got swamped by other fans. Bry had disappeared backstage but Q came walking down the front and recognised me straight away, I also met Emma who I knew from the VA boards, who was also a friend of the show. She was also waiting for Q. It was strange because most of the people who were there had also heard the episode I was on, so when Q said “Hey, English Russ!” people turned their heads to look at me, and the girl I was sitting next to (Mary) was surprised that all the way through the show she had no idea that she was sat next to “English Russ” 🙂

The after show party at Ruby Blue was fun. Q introduced me to other fans as “English Russ” and some of them had recognised me from photos online, so I did feel like a minor local celebrity for the night. Everyone wanted to know about what it was like to be on the show and if Sally and I were getting married, as back in June 2010, Bry, Walt & Q had tried to talk me into proposing to Sally on the show, and I had said that I would if they came to England. I was happy to tell everyone that it had taken me over a year to ask but we were indeed getting married. It was a great evening but I think everyone felt a bit out of place. It was very apparent that the club was chosen for it’s location, not for the atmosphere. We quickly learned not to piss the bouncers off, Q was told to take his cap off and if they wanted you to move, you moved!

The midnight show was worth staying for, everyone had had a bit to drink and because 99% of the audience had been to the 7pm show, and the aftershow, Q and Bry could really open up and talk about things that they could never put in a podcast. They carried on talking way past the hour mark and the show didn’t finish until 2am.

It was a great night, but one of my favourite moments was when we were saying goodbye, Q gave Sally a big hug and said “you owe me!” refering to his part in our engagment, and that made me happy, because in a small way they did. They made me think about what I wanted in life, I even made a PostSecret about it…but it really is no secret. I always knew that Sally and I would get married one day, but I love that “Tell ‘Em Steve-Dave” will always be a part of our story.

(68) days

So it’s been over two months since I last wrote on a proper entry on here about life and things. I know I wrote about Richard Rycroft’s Twitter quest but that was really a post about Richard not about me,so it’s time for an update.. Firstly thank you for all your kind words and messages about Dawn. It meant a lot to me. Death is a difficult thing to process and knowing that I will never see her again feels strange, but knowing she was murdered is worse. I don’t think I will ever come to terms with that. Things like that only happen on TV and films, not to a friend, not to Dawn but it has.

You can now imagine a pause here. A pause that lasts about 15 mins. I didn’t want to start writing about Dawn but I have, and now I don’t know how I can write about anything else in this entry without it feeling forced. I need tips from news readers, they seem to be able to move from death to a story of a cat being stuck in a tree with ease. Anyway…

The UK was covered in snow a few weeks before Christmas and work closed for a couple of days. It was so pretty that it was a good excuse to try out all of my iPhone camera apps…





Christmas and New Year was fun. I think I drank my weight in Bailey’s. Tesco had a 2 for £20 deal on and at one point I was buying 2 bottles of Bailey’s a week, so actually my statement about me drinking my weight in Bailey’s should read; ‘I drank my weight in Bailey’s so now I am twice the weight I was’. I have indeed put on weight. One of my Christmas presents was the driving game ‘Gran Turismo 5’ which I am now addicted to so I rarely leave the comfort of the sofa. I have also discovered the ‘B-Spec’ races, which is racing for lazy people. You just have to pick the Car and let the game do all the driving. So you just start the race, go away to eat some cake and then when you return you’ve one the race. Genius! I think more racing games should be like this.
I am on leave this week to celebrate my girlfriends birthday. We went to Brighton and stayed at the Drakes Hotel. I love Brighton so It gave me another chance to try out all of my iPhone camera apps… *cue photos*





As you can tell I love my iPhone camera apps. All the photos you see were taken using  instagram, which I highly recommend if you do own an iPhone. It’s a great way of taking pictures and sharing them. If you do sign up you can find me on there under the username ‘rookin’.

During the past few months I have also been to the cinema to see a few films. Two that stand out are ‘TRON:Legacy’ and ‘The Kings Speech’. One which was very very good and the other which was very very bad (but had amazing effects and soundtrack). I will let you guess which is which.

…and that kinda brings you up to speed. There is a party this weekend and then it’s back to work on Monday.
Fun times. Fun times.

TweetUps

I went to a tweetup (a meet up for those non twitter people) in Southampton yesterday. I had lots of fun. Met the most amazing people. One of the best parts of the night for me was this..

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@KyeLani taking a picture of @debsa taking a picture of @spallerina taking a picture of @lizabeckism taking a picture of @diaryofaledger taking a picture of @JoC00per taking a picture of @rookin (me) taking a picture of @comedyfish taking a picture of @sisterledge taking a picture of @KyeLani taking a picture of… (and so on)