Pulling punches

Ever had the feeling of just wanting to punch someone in their jaw?

No, I don't mean an unprovoked attack on some poor unsuspecting stranger, but rather on somebody that has and is not being particularly nice to you. I must confess that I have been dealing with these urges for a few weeks, and with each passing the day the compulsion to do it just gets stronger and stronger and with all the CSI episodes I have watched I could quite probably commit the perfect murder.

Many people say its a good thing that as I have gotten older I have learned to control my anger as it means that the person causing the offense gets away without serious harm to their person, but I truly believe it is a double edged sword. It seems the more passive I become, the more people try to take liberties with me... they seem to feel that I am an easy target.

Well people, enough is enough.

I may not punch your lights out like I once would have done in my younger incarnations, but I shall simply adopt the principle that if the pen is truly mightier than the sword, then the truth must also be similar for spoken words.

Be warned people... The new, but old and revised TCS is back...

And I am not pulling any punches!

Lawd Have Mercy...

Lawd have mercy... that was some good fish!

I have been looking forward to that salmon since I cleaned it, scaled it, seasoned and marinated it yesterday... And boy did it not disappoint!

Fresh salmon, seasoned with fresh garlic, fresh corriander, freshly chopped ginger, rock salt, freshly ground mixed pepper, and all left over night to marinate in freshly squeezed lime juice and honey. If you could have just smelt it... It was good enough to make a woman smuggle peanuts!

So... imagine now, its lightly pan fried so the fish is tender, but firm enough to stick your fork in... Then for a side dish, sauted potatoes and steamed greens.... Its making me hungry again.

Still, my day has not just been about food, no matter how much I have been thinking about my fish all day. Its more to life than just food.

There's sex!

Did you know it was National Orgasm day yesterday???

I mean seriously, National Orgasm day? Whats next? National Erectile Dysfunction Week?

I remember when National Days were meant to mean something. Remembrance Day. Mothers Day and Fathers Day before they became commercial tools by card companies to sell millions of pounds worth of cards; but now its become a joke.

I am going to campaign for a new national day. National No National Day Day! Lets see how they like that one!

Ahh, now that that is off of my chest... what else is there I want to exhale about...

Right. Doctors.

Have you ever been to the Doctor, and you know something is wrong with you, and they turn around and tell you, that thats how its meant to be? "Excuse me Doctor, my foot is facing backwards, and its turning black!", and the response you are faced with is a condescending smile and a "Oh yes, thats the way its supposed to be!". I feel like cracking the fools in their jaw, and blackening their eye and telling them, "Oh yes... thats how its supposed to be!", but I can't.

Apparently its not the Christian thing to do.

So I smile, nod, say thank you and tell them 'Jesus loves you', whilst thinking in my head, 'But I don't you stupid anus. Let me catch you in a dark ally and I am gonna kick your @$$ so hard my foot is gonna face back the right way!". Ok so perhaps that isn't a Christian thing to do either. I accept that, and am struggling with the anger management issues... But each day that I haven't gone postal, is a day that you should count your blessings, and if you are an atheist, should then know that there is a God.

After all... you are still breathing aren't you.