Yeah mate, yeah.

Why do songwriters think that the word 'yeah' is cool?

It's a load of dick.

The amount of songs which predominately feature the word 'yeah' is ridiculous.

And that's only the songs with only the word 'yeah'.

Doesn't even include 'yeh', 'yer' or 'oh yeah'.

Admittedly, back in the day my favourite song was a twelve-bar-blues where the lyrics were:

"Yeah" (x12) repeat as desired.

But then again, this was from a time when I thought that this was badass:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Q7FFjUpVLg

Now, I desire nothing more than for less songs to be about a word which simply is an agreement.

Now, I'd rather be on the Challenger Space Shuttle than listen to that song again.

Misinterpretation.

I love puns.

I love double-entendres.

And so, I heart using the word seminal in assignments.

In my analysis of Noir and Neo-Noir films for a university assingment, I wrote:

"Miller and Rodriguez clearly draw their inspiration from the films of the noir movement, in particular Billy Wilder’s seminal work."

Obviously, as you all know, by seminal work, I'm referring to the 1944 classic 'Double Indemnity'.

My god, it is brilliant.

According to my faithful dictionary, seminal means "(of a work, event, moment, or figure) strongly influencing later developments : his seminal work on chaos theory."

But of course, there is another meaning. And being the foolish little schoolboy I pray that my tutor misinterprets it.

I've been told by many that my maturity is my best quality.

I've since realised that that is an insult.

nature's alcoholics.

You know what's a waste of space?

Midges.

You know the mosquitoes that are about the size of my dignity?

Yeah, them.

An artist's representation of a midge

Seriously, what do they live for?

I mean, I can understand mosquitoes, I don't like them, but I see that they fly around and live on blood.

Kinda like the fish from Piranha II: The Spawning

But seriously, what the hell do midges do?

Are they like Spike from Season 4-7 of Buffy?

Because, they never drink blood.

Ever.

They never land.

Ever.

They just fly around like they'd be blowing 0.999 on a RBT.

Things to note from the above:

1. The fly lands, walks and then flies off.

2. The midge flies around like a retard, comes oh so close to the arm but never touches.

3. That sexy muscle and the manly hair on my arm.

I've come to the conclusion that midges are mosquitoes, who are so depressed in their genetic abnormality (which is their small size) that they fall into a spiral of alcoholism.

I wonder if they fly home and mercilessly beat their wives and children?