My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

Today I find myself sitting here listening to mid-90's music (Smashing Pumpkins - before they imploded into a steaming pile of self absorbed shit) singing loudly "Despite all my rage I'm still just a rat in a cage!".

BUT more than that - I'm here in my old mid-90's corduroy trousers, now so worn and disheveled that they've worked there way back into fashion and reminiscing about the good old times....when things were less complicated.

It's always good to reminisce about the past in some type of half-arsed way with me gleefully feeling that it was so much better than things are today. I always remember the good being better than it was and the bad being worse - in reality things are pretty much the exact same now as they ever were back then. The more things change the more they stay the same.

About the only difference between now and then is that my work has me living vicariously through the weather report - fine weather makes me happy; raining weather has me stressed out biting my fingernails and pulling my hair out.