Showing posts with label James Caan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label James Caan. Show all posts

Thursday, 15 November 2018

The Godfather: A Review

14th November, 2018.


Yes … 

It’s another night as a gentleman of leisure.

As you’ve possibly guessed.

Right at the moment,  I’m off work: and job hunting.

And worrying like hell about where my next bit of cash is coming from.

Cash?

Hell, worrying about my next meal is on the proverbial menu, as well.

Not that worry is doing me much good, right now.

Once unemployment kicks in long term … ?

Well, that’s when I’ll start having issues: health AND financial.

~≈§≈~

At any rate?

I’ve been keeping myself occupied job hunting: and am thinking that heading into Romford, or Billericay, handing out my CV could be good.

Or bad, depending.

I’m ALSO thinking — as I have, so many times before — that putting my CV on this blog could be good.

Or bad.

I might just have to ask my work coach: the job centre appointed mentor who’s supposed to suggest options for me to explore.

It might be an idea.

At any rate, I’ve job hunting keeping me busy.

AND the usual teasing writing, laundry, cleaning … 

And as I have some free nights … ?



Catching up with a movie or two seems an idea.

Given the subjects of today’s Teaser?   Tha Apalachin Meeting?

Something nefarious seemed in order.

Some with suspicious looking Italian Americans.

Something like … The Godfather … 

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Monday, 26 March 2018

Nik Nak’s Daily Teaser — 26th March, 2018.

26th March, 2018.


Yep: it’s official.

If you’ve got facial paralysis of some description?   Eating is either fun, or bloody messy.   I had a bowl of cornflakes, yesterday: most of which ended up by my left foot.

Don’t even ask about French sticks.   I can’t get my mouth open wide enough!

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As for tablets?

Seriously, I hate missing my alarm in the morning.

It’s a long standing bugaboo.

These days?

I make use of my phone: or my tablet.   Usually just the tablet.

Unless, of course, I — HA! — forget to plug the thing’s charger in, and so, not have an alarm clock.

You have to love a weekend like that … !

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