Irrational Encounters With The Modern World

About Me

“Life is too important to be taken seriously.”
– Oscar Wilde

I’m Jordan R.A. Mills: occasional writer, fledgling comedian, often opinionated. I’m a Glaswegian living in a world which makes no sense to me. The only way to survive in this crazy place is to accept that it is absurd, that nothing really makes any sense, and to take in stride every setback or ridiculous, illogical encounter: to embrace the absurdity.

Humour and laughter matter immensely to me. Without them, I could not survive. If the choice is to laugh or cry then – who wants to hang around with someone who’s forever greetin’?

This blog is designed to recount personal tales of thoroughly irrational events and encounters. There are also letters of complaint written more for my amusement and to get passed round the office than to actually elicit a meaningful response, and maybe even letters giving praise if it is deserved. I’ve put up a few anecdotes too, all true stories. Hopefully you’ll find them entertaining to read.

“There are many sides to reality. Choose the one that’s best for you.”
– Eugene Ionesco, Rhinoceros



4 responses

  1. Jessica

    You might be interested to know that I found your blog upon researching Glaswegian cows (or so I am told by a Scot I ran into on the internet after calling them Highland Cows). An interesting and enjoyable find, I must say, even if I didn’t find my cow.

    February 29, 2012 at 1:36 am

    • Thanks, glad you like my site. I think Highland Cows (or Cattle) are correctly named. Glaswegian Cows are those bright orange tanned loud drunk bints who fall out of taxis and their dresses, carrying their shoes and shouting after each other in the street outside nightclubs at weekends 😀

      March 2, 2012 at 1:56 am

      • Jessica

        LOL! I think we have some of those here after all!

        March 2, 2012 at 11:57 am

  2. Hey, Jordan – I found your blog about the name Jordon on a coke bottle and I just wanted to tell you that when I was younger my eye doctor was Dr. Jordon Beller – he’s got to be in his 70’s now, if not older – I asked him once why it was spelled with an O and he said his mother heard the name and liked it but had never seen it in print and she thought that’s how it was spelled. Now, I don’t know if that’s a true story or something he made up on the spot when I asked him but it sounds feasible. He’s retired from being an eye doctor and now runs a Ford Model A Museum. I’ll put a link to the museum where it says website below. Dex

    October 29, 2015 at 9:19 pm

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