Blog of Note: Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar

The Internet is a really, really big place. And it’s amazing how much stuff is out there.

So … I tend to collect lots of stuff and put it on my blogroll. Sometimes, I forget exactly what it is and where I picked it up and so on and so forth, etc.

Well, one day my gaze was wandering along my blogroll as lonely as a cloud on little cat feet …

… or something. And it came to rest upon this blog called Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar.

So, I was like, “Hmm … I remember this. Where the bloody hell dickens did I pick this one up?” Then, I started reading it. And I was outright appalled. Not at the blogger, mind you. I was totally on his side. Something he said really made me feel kind of bad for my own country. I wanted to say, “Just so you know, I’m with you, brother!” I have this thing about our image as a country. Maybe it’s a weird form of “white guilt.” I don’t know. I don’t particularly care. All I know is, I don’t believe in telling other people how to live. Anymore, than we would want others to tell us what to do, am I right? Just saying. And it’s just my .02.

So … right away, this blog got my attention. And I began reading regularly.

Then, I saw this post about the death of John Barry. And that led me to post this here.

This led to a whole lot of Twitter and blog correspondence between the blogger, Paul Downie, and myself. This post from another blog pretty much sums it up. I’d explain the whole thing in more detail, but I’m afraid I’m way too gimpy retarded moronic lazy busy a blogger to do that. Sorry about that.

To put it in a nutshell, I ended up donating a bunch of my novels to a library in the UK, with Paul’s help. Then, he checked my book out (of the library — duh!), read it and reviewed it. And he liked it. Yay!

However, that’s not all. This blog is more than just about marketing books or finding a reader. When I saw these pictures, I felt like I was actually in Brentwood.

That's the Brentwood Library, and I believe that may be Councillor (at the time) Karen Chilvers standing behind the girl in pink.

Here's another Brentwood Library shot. And that is definitely Karen Chilvers next to the bespectacled fellow.

That might be Paul Himself taking a picture ...!

Now, when you feel like you’re actually in another place when reading someone’s blog, that’s a unique experience. I’ve almost come to feel like Brentwood, Essex County, England is my online home away from home. Even to the point that when I learned that Councillor Karen Chilvers had failed to get re-elected, I went ballistic was so fracking angry at the damn Tories was quite upset was so bummed, I sent my regrets to her by tweet and said that if I lived in Brentwood, England, I would have voted for her. And I meant it, based on what I’ve read on Paul’s blog. *sigh*

Anyhoo, this all led to my doing the nightly trivia quizzes (or teasers) that Paul posts on his blog. I try to answer the questions every night, because you never know what new thing you’ll learn.

Such as that, along with Doctor Who, Paul and I now share a love of the works of Terry Pratchett. I recently read and reviewed his book SMALL GODS. Obviously, I liked it. A lot.

You also never know what cool new video Paul will embed. Because he’s embedded some really awesome ones. Totally eclectic to say the least.

Classic rock tunes …

Retro techno-pop awesomeness …

Clips of awesome overlooked movies …

Awesome in the way only those of the UK can do it …

Hilarious spoof …!

Rock n’ roll!!!

Blimey …!

Acoustic guitar (and classical music, at that) …

And, finally, art for art’s sake …

There’s also a video on the blog of Paul Himself and his nephew, Jude. And you can hear Paul’s throaty chuckle in the background. But I was too gimpy retarded lazy stupid short-sighted to think about bookmarking it. I know. Boo hoo … And I’m too much of the same to go searching for it now. Sorry about that.

But not too much of all that to post this photo!

Paul and my novel!

PS: This is one of my favorite songs. I’ve thought about using it during the closing credits of a movie I want to write someday about the random nature of life.

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