Showing posts with label Diane Keaton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diane Keaton. 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.

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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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Tuesday, 5 January 2016

The Daily Teaser — 5-1-2016

Oh, now that is ridiculous … !

Remember me mentioning, yesterday, that I’ve been waiting for a package from Amazon?

An internal hard drive, so you know: one I’m going to use as a back-up drive, in conjunction with Time Machine.

It was supposed to finally turn up, yesterday.

But didn’t.

Because — get this — because the couriers had lost the package … !

How the HELL did they manage to lose the bloody thing?

I’ve a deeply suspicious side that’s wondering about the competence of the couriers.   One recently had to bang on my door, to ask me to keep hold of a package for my neighbour: he’d posted my delivery, that day, in her letterbox!

I’ve a deeply suspicious part of me wondering if a driver has … light fingers, let’s put it that way.

It could well just be a simple cock-up.

Frankly, I’m blowed if I know!

To give Amazon credit, Amazon are usually pretty good at delivering whatever it is we order, by the date they say will.

And in THIS case … ?   They’ve refunded me the money — as Amazon Gift credit — to enable me to get another.   One that theoretically, will be here between Friday and next Monday.

I’m — understandably — not impressed.

And will only believe it’s going to get here … when it finally turns up.

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