As Sweet as Candy

After being all Talk at the pub about my love for Cinnamon. Today I tried to spiced up my life with the Cinnamon Challenge...

Apologises for the shit quality filming

Ta-rah for now!

How to Live with your Parents

As many of you know I still unfortunately live at home with my parents, which is what originally drew me to the show. Of course like most low budget US sitcoms the jokes are of a typically poor US calibre and the characters ridiculously caricatured leading to a show which is barely funny but still it manages to pass the lonely nights. 

The show focuses on a young divorcee with a child who returns home to her parents after her break up to her nymphomaniac mother and typically lazy male step dad and I shall concede that some of the gags sometime give me a chuckle but truthfully I don't see a reason why you guys should tune in.

But there is one reason why I keep coming back to watch the next episode. The Slamming hotty that is Sarah Chalke, sure she’s not as cute as she was back in to the day as Elliot Read in the greatest Sitcom of all time..  Scrubs. But now she’s aged into a stone cold MILF, this will be the one & only reason why I will continue to watch and hope that they get some decent writers in and make it much funnier in future. But then again you can’t have it all can you? 

 Frick on a stick with a brick! I miss Scrubs soooooo much.

Muffled noises coming from the Attic

Returning after a briefer hiatus than I originally expected, I've decided to return to the Blogging although part-time in comparison to my last blazing stint. What’s changed you may ask? Not a lot to be frank, people are still bastard coated bastards with bastard filling and life still sucks but when doesn't it to be fair?! Still there seems to be some optimism within what Voodoo/Witches/Religious types would call a soul and a hopefulness that I haven't felt for a long time or maybe that's just the obscene amount of sugary sweet and cake within my belly. But I Digress.

Am I still disillusioned with pretty much everything within my life? Yes. Am I still increasingly isolated and paranoid? You bet-cha! Will this lead me to poor quality rants on the state of life as we know it? Of course, but i'm cool with that. Finally am I going to subject you all to it? Why the hell not!