Life update:


Fiancee has now had op to remove more of the area around melanoma. Also had CT scan. Some positive news we have had is that the extra area removed had no cancerous cells in it. CT scan results and treatment options on tueday....


Been working on trying to promote my new business at www.spitfiredesignstudio.com. - shit the bed this is tough to do. There are so many boring desing companies out there charging through the roof prices for websites without pazzaz (is this still a word?) If any of you consider having your own pages re-designed then please give me a shout... I'll do you a next to nothing discount!


Also been working on new blogger templates and bringing comoox.com back from wordpress to blogger. Wordpress can be a right pain in the ass at times. No one leaves comments like they used to and all my formating is always lost. The only loss will be categories but fingers crossed for 'beta blogger' on this one! Anyway.... if you want a sneak preview of what the new comoox site will look like then sneak over to www.comedy.comoox.com ignore the post as it was just a holder..... .still work in progress though at the mo'.


Have started reading blogs again also..... It seems that quite a lot of you have not been updating like me... probably out of sympathy or someting. I understand but go on write some more. Entertain me.


Thinking about getting a dog also when Lou is better. What do you reckon... beagle, dachshund or Fox terrier?? Oh and she wants two!


Yeh and it's raining tarts and vickers here at the moment. I think Autumn has now arrived. Next the central heating will be on. Then the electric blanket. Then the hot water bottles inside my pajamas. I look good going to bed in winter. Like an eskimo stallion. No sex for winter eh?


Night night.

...isn't laughter the best medicine. Yes i agree.

I've just spent a full 30 minutes having an msn conversation with someone using the Urban dictionary as references. My oh my.

Stuff I learnt today....

Skeetleberry
Skeetographer
Stank Puss
Funt
Chav
Tea Baggin'

Seriously now, this is hours of fun. Hit me with a funny one. I WILL check it out.

In other news.... spitfire design studio is selling a new autumn range template for an amazingly low price of 40 pounds. It could be yours. Remember it pays for my crack habit.

Sorry for all the links.

M.

I'm sorry that I have neglected you but my mind and body has not quite been focussed.

Four years ago my girlfriend had skin cancer. An innocent mole near to her ear had turned malignant. After having it removed tests confirmed that its depth of 6.9mm was not a good sign. Statitics told us that only 40% of people with this type of melanoma live 10 years. Fortunately a larger excision, CT scan and assessment of her lymph nodes showed us that it had not appeared to have spread. That was four years ago.

A few weeks back a mark close to the original mole was identified and promptly removed. A biopsy confirmed that it was cancerous. After two tearful hours at the hospital we knew what we would have to face. "We're back to square one" we discussed. A meeting with the plastic surgeon on Monday confirmed our vague speculations. The fact that the melanoma has grown back from the original is not good news. We were then told that it is more than likely that the cancer has spread and that we should prepare ourselves for this. A CT scan and further operation to remove more skin is scheduled and a meeting with the Oncologist to talk of 'treatments' is now due.

We could both hardly walk out of the hospital. Numbness. I managed to get her to the car and I drove home. Both of us in silence. I'm a typical man - hard and cold exterior. Talking to my mother on the telephone I broke down for the first time in years. The tears came to such extent that I had to hang up the phone. It was as if somebody had opened a tap and they wouldn't stop.

We decided to go away for a few days to prepare our minds. So we've been in Wales for that past week going through NLP techniques and focussing on positive thoughts. Tomorrow (monday) she is in surgery to have more of the area around the mole removed as the first step to stop the cancer spreading further. The next two weeks are critical. The results of the CT scan will show whether the cancer has visibly spread. We are told this because melanoma is the bitch of all cancers. Capable of lying undetected for years before rearing its ugly head at any location in the body. A sobering thought.

Four years ago we shrugged everything off and got on with our lives. We're now taking this a lot more seriously. I think this is likely to change our lives. The days are hard at the moment with flowers arriving and people dropping in for sympathetic cups of tea. We're both positive people but my head isn't really in it at the moment.

Sorry for the seriousness of the post. I'll keep you updated and try to visit all your sites very soon.

The internet. Oh the internet. Like a mothers teat...


Where would the world be now without it eh? I'd like to talk today about several issues. Pornography. Shopping and Randomness.


Pornography:


Let's start with this. Now I'm not going to lie to any of you - I've had a dabble (not as in personally / dressing up as a pizza delivery guy or anything - at least not whilst sober). I liken the internet to someone leaving a big pile of adult magazines and dvd's at the side of your desk. Of course you're going to have a flick through whilst no one is looking but what gets me is how it is now so easy to 'stumble' upon it. And I don't mean 'stumble' as in "how did 100GB of photographs appear on my computer like that officer".... I mean that you could innocently be searching google for words like "naked" and "celebrities" and be overwhelmed by the porn. It's a fucking disgrace.


I also talk now from being a domain name owner. The amount of emails a day I get selling me pallets of penis drugs or viagra or pictures of fat women riding horses is starting to get a little stale. Remember when getting an email was a novelty??


It's got to the point now whereby if you have a genuine illness you have to surf through pages and pages of people having sex with the illness before finding anything useful about it - "man fucks dog with eczema". I'm not going to look but I bet you get 14 million hits with that (and my blogs going to be one now!)


Shopping:


I used to be good at controlling my money. Now I know my credit card number off the top of my head including the security code. I have tried blanking it, sometimes successfully, but when very drunk it comes back to me like a steam train as I fill basket after basket of clothes, books, cds, dvds, funny looking hats and sanitary towels only to find the despatch emails in my inbox in the morning. Wrong. If I walked into my local topman pissed out of my face and filled a trolley full of clothes would they serve me? I'm sure somebody would question my motives. I therefore think that there should be some kind of blood or urine sample that you need to give over before accessing these sites. It could also act as a secure password. Simple.


Randomness:


Just type in monkey donkey fight unicycle into google and you'll find a whole webring of people training donkey's to ride unicycles. It's true. The internet has truly brought out the freaks. If you think of something really really really bizarre then the chances are that somebody somewhere has got a site / blog completely dedicated to it. Whilst setting up my webdesign business my partner and I tredged through good / weird name after bad / insane name in order to try and find something unique. Everything, I repeat everything, was gone. Even the most stupid of made up names. I was amazed. Otter Testicle Designs was taken - can you believe it. My first choice.


Of course the internet is also great. There is something for everyone and how now if you wanted to know something. Within 5 minutes you could have a summary and a link to every detailed site you could ever imagine. I wanted to know how Blackpool Rock was made. I'm happy today.

Now as you may or may not know - with marriage and all later this year - I have been asked the inevitable question of children by distant relatives who clearly do not know me. But it's made me think more about my life....


Now the missus and I are currently living life to the full. we go skiing every winter. Have a big summer holiday and see friends most weekends and stay over after drinking sessions and BBQs. we have duvet days where we sit and watch dvds whilst eating popcorn. I have a real pool table in my conservatory. I'll drink beer at 11am in the morning on a sunday because I feel good. I'm doing things most nights of the week. We both are. I'm doing blog and web design whilst she's a gym rat and socialising junky. Kids? Kids? how? when? why?


At this point in our lives. I'm 28. We just don't have the time AND we both agree that we're both too selfish and don't want the fun times to end. As we currently stand in our lives we do not want to have children. Now she seems to think (and partly expect) that at some age around 35 she will magically have a desire to give birth and will be 'on me' 24/7, attempting to extract as much man juice in order to give her what she wants.


I, on the other hand, feel that I may not ever want children. I don't feel like it now so will I later??? I'm not so sure. Don't get me wrong - I do like children. I have four wonderful nieces and nephews who are fantastic all with their own characters. But spend a full weekend with them and we are both making sure the front door is tripple locked behind us as we get home followed by the 'no touching' policy for the following week.


Bizzarely I do also have ideals about parenting. I'd like to raise either a son or daughter in similar ways. I'd like them to be active. I have a fantasy about raising a child that is a grade eight pianist, expert skier as well as ju-jitsu black belt. There would just be no messing with them. It's how I would bring them up.


But I could equally see a life of childless fun for me and the missus. We could see the world and have weekends away whenever we like. Granted we'd probably have to change all our friends every five years as people start popping them out. I hear that one of the last things you are meant to think of when you die is your children and your childrens children. But if you don't have any - then what do you think of?


So I guess I'm kinda confused. I understand the hormone thing with women where a maternal switch is all of a sudden turned on but does this happen with men? Does that then give you an excuse to perve at birds 'cos "It's just evolution... I'm looking for a mate and can't help it"? I don't know. Help me out here - is this just me?