Little People Dreams

When I was little, Dad took my brother and I to the "Vocational Guidance Centre", a place where as a kid you looked at all sorts of jobs, and started the life long path to these jobs... however at five years old I thought - isn't this all a little premature?...damn all I want to do is eat ants, and make whistles out of grass.

What I did find out at the wise young age was that I wanted to be a Pilot, no my brother wanted to be a Pilot...a Flight Attendant?... No A VET!... then something struck me, I would have to inject that blue liquid of doom... it was at that moment that I backed well away from becoming a Vet, hell no!

I left dreaming of the jobs that would be to come for a while, primary school beckoned.
Fast forward to when I was 10, whether it was the dreamer in me, or the interestingly complex life so far, I sought an escape, the sky is where it was, to be precise - the night sky... I found Astronomy! That was it as far I was concerned.

The mystery that Astronomy offered me was like the mysteries of grown-ups but without the yuck factor, why did they "snuggle" and do things like kiss for fun? oh god yuck!

It was at this point that I started designing space ships out of empty toilet rolls and tinfoil...didn't you too?
My discoveries came fast about this time, I found out about The Mayan people of Central America, how they were amongst the first Astronomers of the planet and that their ability with mathematics was preposterously amazing. This was to change my life.

 

 

 

First Officer also known as Number One... Post.

Gday!.... after thinking about writing a blog for some time, I am now here and have nothing to say. I guess that is pretty normal, "oh no now I'm nervous", some sort of performance anxiety?!

I can't guarantee I will be witty beyond reproach, I can't guarantee perfect grammar or spelling...

But as I settle into telling some of my life stories, I'm hoping that those little things that might annoy you, might also fall by the wayside, and be taken over by enjoying what you are reading, having a laugh (at my expense), and sharing what you read with other as you see a bit of yourself in what I am writing...

Why, you ask ,would I think that my stories are worthy of reading or sharing... I'm not a hundred percent sure, but almost every day I tell some sort of story of some event that has happened to me, and for whatever reason, people seem to appreciate them, take something from them, and normally have a bit of a laugh. I think it might have something to do with following my dreams and achieving everything I have wanted to so far in life... I like to inspire.

That is my hope for you.

I am writing under a pseudonym as some of my stories involve personal information of complete innocents (I'll let you be the judge of that), some famous, some not so famous people and places.

So take a seat, relax and enjoy the ride.