Time for murder, methinks...
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Monday, 21 July 2008
Sunday, 13 July 2008
Empty Bottles & Cans
Once again, I spent the weekend away with Kellie. Yes, I am spending an obscene amount of time with her, but at the risk of inducing vomiting amongst my readership, we love being together, and are not stomping on any toes, so we're having as much fun as we can get.
Got over there Friday after having a nervous breakdown about being late... Not that I was "due" at any particular time, but as we had to go out (as a couple!) that night, I was all flapping and stuff. Still, arrived with plenty of time, sorted out an over-night bag from my weekend-bag and headed out - armed with booze.
Being that I am ever so good with names, I was dropped into a room of people. Obviously, Kellie and Me... Her best friend Kerry, her fella Paul, her brother Kevin, his missus Kelly, and their friends Haley and her fella Mark. And kids. Seven, I think... No, eight. Well, none of mine, so there could have been fifty.
And we did the drinky drinky drinky till the wee small hours. Glasses were smashed, drinks were spilled in torrents, nibbles were consumed, Chinese food was ordered (and subsequently scoffed)... The Beer Fog started to settle...
Half the adults, and their respective spawn left, while the other half stayed. We ended up crashing on the living room floor, and didn't wake till the ripe time of 7am. Hangover free, I should add.
Me and Kellie set to clearing up the kitchen while the house slept, me fine, her... Well, not at her best. Like I say - I didn't have a hangover ;)
Kerry and Paul emerged nearer 10am, Paul fine, Kerry in the same state as Kellie. So they were indeed mocked. And forced to cook breakfast.
Which, as it would happen, would provide me with hours of chuckles. See, getting two drunk, hungover girlies to cook is actually a BAD idea in the grand scheme of things. Sausages: Burnt. Bacon: Burnt. Mushrooms: Cooked to perfection (amazingly). Scrambled Eggs: Burnt, Still moving, moist and a very strange colour.
And texture. The eggs had a whole new texture. And flavour.
I'm not sure how, but the other three adults managed to fob off food on the unsuspecting kids, while me... I ate all mine. I have a cast iron gut ;)
The breakfast really really deserves it's own entry... "Legendary" would be one word to use.
Another highly amusing aspect to boozing with a group of people you don't know - I can ALWAYS find the geek in the crowd... I heard the words "World of Warcraft" and the ocean of people parted - Kevin, Kellies best friends brother - is a WoW player, and we spent much time that evening talking about it. Much to the chargrin of thenormal non-WoW players.
So, despite taking the piss out of her Best Friend, we get on quite well (which is points to me), and Kevin told Kellie I'm great and get two thumbs up from him too! Did I mention that Kerrys family is like Kellies second family, so I need approval from them as well!
I bribed Kerry with vodka, so that helped ;)
The rest of Saturday was spent with the older kids at football, followed by a jaunt back to Kellies with all the bags - lighter, now emptied of booze - and had a quiet afternoon together, followed by a curry. Yep, I'm a lardy - but it was mostly veg ;) AND no booze ;)
Sunday started lazy. Kellie tried flexing her girlie muscles, and ended up with very tickled feet. Which she hates. Once up, I tackled her garden for her... Which again, really deserves it's own post. Suffice to say, I shallnever hardly moan about Ruths garden from now on. At least her garden is just grass. Kellies garden had everything...
And I got a big fast blister for my troubles. Which she put chemicals on. Which burnt. Ow.
Sunday was going perfectly - we got to the bus stop at half four, ready for my 4.50pm bus. And we waited. And waited... Now, if you want to be in my good books and say "I will be there at, say, 4.50pm" then you better damn well be there no later than 4.50pm. A few minutes early I can handle. 4.55 and I will start getting stroppy.
So at 5.15pm, Kellie called her mum and arranged me to go home when she went past. As you can imagine, your normally very-placid author was, at this time, ten feet tall, green, ripped clothes... I will write them a very nice letter tomorrow no doubt.
But every cloud - I got another 45 mins with Kellie.
And finally, after collecting the boy, having a drink with Jo and Steve, walking home, got the boy showered and bedded... Now I am flopped. Aching, sore blister (owie!), tired, missing Kellie...
Who, no doubt, will come along and attempt to save her character, but to be honest, I think I may have already ruined that just by her associating with me...
The only down part, aside from not seeing Kellie till Tuesday, is that I had a lot of questions about Bethy this weekend. Now, I have no issue at all talking about her, and will always tell people I have three kids, one of which isn't here any more. I think it was more having to talk to people that have no idea about her, what happened, the why's and where-fores. I was fine, but when I finally got in and sat, the first song my computer decided to play was her song...
As I say, the hardest part was the fact that all my friends, most of my family, and those that know me, they know as much as they can what happened, what she went through... But now I am meeting new people and talking about ME, Bethy enters the conversation that don't know, don't understand and don't realise how unlucky they are for not meeting her. I'm OK now though, had a sad moment so did the stupid taggy thing in a crappy frame of mind, but still.
Anyway, I am fine and dandy once more - counting the days till Tuesday when, incidently, I have a man coming to look at my fence. Or lack thereof. I sent them a letter that rattled them into action ;)
So nighty night!
Edit: I forgot to add, the ULTIMATE part of the breakfast was the Tea and Coffee... But that's because it WAS perfect, as I made it!
Got over there Friday after having a nervous breakdown about being late... Not that I was "due" at any particular time, but as we had to go out (as a couple!) that night, I was all flapping and stuff. Still, arrived with plenty of time, sorted out an over-night bag from my weekend-bag and headed out - armed with booze.
Being that I am ever so good with names, I was dropped into a room of people. Obviously, Kellie and Me... Her best friend Kerry, her fella Paul, her brother Kevin, his missus Kelly, and their friends Haley and her fella Mark. And kids. Seven, I think... No, eight. Well, none of mine, so there could have been fifty.
And we did the drinky drinky drinky till the wee small hours. Glasses were smashed, drinks were spilled in torrents, nibbles were consumed, Chinese food was ordered (and subsequently scoffed)... The Beer Fog started to settle...
Half the adults, and their respective spawn left, while the other half stayed. We ended up crashing on the living room floor, and didn't wake till the ripe time of 7am. Hangover free, I should add.
Me and Kellie set to clearing up the kitchen while the house slept, me fine, her... Well, not at her best. Like I say - I didn't have a hangover ;)
Kerry and Paul emerged nearer 10am, Paul fine, Kerry in the same state as Kellie. So they were indeed mocked. And forced to cook breakfast.
Which, as it would happen, would provide me with hours of chuckles. See, getting two drunk, hungover girlies to cook is actually a BAD idea in the grand scheme of things. Sausages: Burnt. Bacon: Burnt. Mushrooms: Cooked to perfection (amazingly). Scrambled Eggs: Burnt, Still moving, moist and a very strange colour.
And texture. The eggs had a whole new texture. And flavour.
I'm not sure how, but the other three adults managed to fob off food on the unsuspecting kids, while me... I ate all mine. I have a cast iron gut ;)
The breakfast really really deserves it's own entry... "Legendary" would be one word to use.
Another highly amusing aspect to boozing with a group of people you don't know - I can ALWAYS find the geek in the crowd... I heard the words "World of Warcraft" and the ocean of people parted - Kevin, Kellies best friends brother - is a WoW player, and we spent much time that evening talking about it. Much to the chargrin of the
So, despite taking the piss out of her Best Friend, we get on quite well (which is points to me), and Kevin told Kellie I'm great and get two thumbs up from him too! Did I mention that Kerrys family is like Kellies second family, so I need approval from them as well!
I bribed Kerry with vodka, so that helped ;)
The rest of Saturday was spent with the older kids at football, followed by a jaunt back to Kellies with all the bags - lighter, now emptied of booze - and had a quiet afternoon together, followed by a curry. Yep, I'm a lardy - but it was mostly veg ;) AND no booze ;)
Sunday started lazy. Kellie tried flexing her girlie muscles, and ended up with very tickled feet. Which she hates. Once up, I tackled her garden for her... Which again, really deserves it's own post. Suffice to say, I shall
And I got a big fast blister for my troubles. Which she put chemicals on. Which burnt. Ow.
Sunday was going perfectly - we got to the bus stop at half four, ready for my 4.50pm bus. And we waited. And waited... Now, if you want to be in my good books and say "I will be there at, say, 4.50pm" then you better damn well be there no later than 4.50pm. A few minutes early I can handle. 4.55 and I will start getting stroppy.
So at 5.15pm, Kellie called her mum and arranged me to go home when she went past. As you can imagine, your normally very-placid author was, at this time, ten feet tall, green, ripped clothes... I will write them a very nice letter tomorrow no doubt.
But every cloud - I got another 45 mins with Kellie.
And finally, after collecting the boy, having a drink with Jo and Steve, walking home, got the boy showered and bedded... Now I am flopped. Aching, sore blister (owie!), tired, missing Kellie...
Who, no doubt, will come along and attempt to save her character, but to be honest, I think I may have already ruined that just by her associating with me...
The only down part, aside from not seeing Kellie till Tuesday, is that I had a lot of questions about Bethy this weekend. Now, I have no issue at all talking about her, and will always tell people I have three kids, one of which isn't here any more. I think it was more having to talk to people that have no idea about her, what happened, the why's and where-fores. I was fine, but when I finally got in and sat, the first song my computer decided to play was her song...
As I say, the hardest part was the fact that all my friends, most of my family, and those that know me, they know as much as they can what happened, what she went through... But now I am meeting new people and talking about ME, Bethy enters the conversation that don't know, don't understand and don't realise how unlucky they are for not meeting her. I'm OK now though, had a sad moment so did the stupid taggy thing in a crappy frame of mind, but still.
Anyway, I am fine and dandy once more - counting the days till Tuesday when, incidently, I have a man coming to look at my fence. Or lack thereof. I sent them a letter that rattled them into action ;)
So nighty night!
Edit: I forgot to add, the ULTIMATE part of the breakfast was the Tea and Coffee... But that's because it WAS perfect, as I made it!
Sunday, 6 July 2008
Busy Weekend
First off - if this post appears as a sheer WALL OF TEXT then I apologise... I think it might be a Beta thingie...
This has been a rather fantabulous weekend, if I do say so myself.
Friday daytime saw me and the Peanut whizz over to Canvey to see Kellie, where my pretty young girlie to us out to lunch at her local pub. Yes folks, being that I am a sad sad single father, she bought US lunch.
Who am I to argue - women want equality and all that ;)
As per usual, time whizzed by, and as I had to get Ruths girls from school too, we had to leave a little earlier "just in case" It's one thing doing the Bad Daddy thing and forgetting your son, it's a WHOLE new game to fail to collect your best friends kids because you're out schmoozing with a lass.
Friday evening I was babysitting Ruths girls. Being that I am SUCH a good person, I bought Ruth a ticket to see a psychic with her friend. As it happens, her friend Paul was down for the weekend, so he and I sat chattering, drinking beer and being bastards to the four kids in the house; Ruths two, Pauls one, and Ruths nephew.
Now, I HAD taken over the very very stunning movie Cloverfield to watch, but someone decided that watching Big Brother was a better option. A couple of texts from Kellie - who was out on the town with her friends - made me smile during the evening, and once Ruth got in, I headed home, popped some pills and flopped into bed. Tired and Achey, and a night to myself.
Half an hour later, I get a message from Kellie, and then till nearly 4am, I was texting and phoning her as her Fun Night Out took a turn the other way. But, as I promised, I won't mention that here... I think it was the police requesting not to talk about the case...
*ahem*
Saturday, my nieces birthday. Kellie rolled into mine around ten in the morning, we ran some errands (Well, I ran, she tagged along trying to wake up), before we popped on a bus, went to Jo's, kidnapped Jaysen and Tam, and then headed to Gemmas. We were at Amys party till seven that evening or so, and poor Kellie had THAT sort of afternoon...
Bear in mind she already knows my mum and Gemma, this was our first time out as "a couple" to a family thing. And, of course, the entire family turned up. She met mum, and Gemma, and my mums mum, then my dad, his wife, my half sister, my dads mum, and then my uncle and aunt.
The latter reads this blog, so everyone wave to my Auntie Di. Use big movements tho - she's partially sighted, going deaf, and all that other old-biddie-stuff.
Anyways, Kellie pretty much got thrown in at the deep end, and we stood off to one side, gossiping with the Aunt and Uncle. The Uncle that is a police officer. That Kellie recognised. Who also recognised Kellie...I think I need to investigate that avenue of fun ;)
We left, dragged my kids back to Jo who was at her parents - so Kellie then got to meet Jos mum and dad for good measure. We trundled across town, got on a bus driven by a man who wasn't sure what route he was on (Whooo!) and arrived home safe and sound.
"Wanna watch Cloverfield?" I ask? The affirmative reply meant shoes back on, and trundle to Ruth where I had left the DVD.
Ruth was home, Paul was still there, and Alyce (She of the Serpents of DOOM) turned up at the same time as us. We chatted, took the piss, had a laugh - and then the three girls started talking about shoes. Me and Paul compared socks...
Back home, DVD on, Kellie jumping like a girly girl. All good. Then, for good measure, on went Lee Evans Live in Scotland:
You can rummage through YouTube for more of it ;)
After that finished, we went off to bed... And there we stayed. Till FOUR this afternoon.Get yer minds out the gutter.
No kids, no plans, a few coffees... We literally spent the entire day in bed. Talking, messing around, snoozing... The only reason we had to get up was because the erstwhile Ms Kellie had to get home for her kids. She was out and on the bus at half five, and I've kinda poodled around since then.
Jaysen got back at 8pm, we in bed by half eight, and then I decided to blog.
Um... and that's that really :D
So how was your weekend!
Edit: Having a couple of issues with this post - typos not being noticed by spell checkers, bad grammar, and the formatting went mental a bit ago too :S
Who am I to argue - women want equality and all that ;)
As per usual, time whizzed by, and as I had to get Ruths girls from school too, we had to leave a little earlier "just in case" It's one thing doing the Bad Daddy thing and forgetting your son, it's a WHOLE new game to fail to collect your best friends kids because you're out schmoozing with a lass.
Friday evening I was babysitting Ruths girls. Being that I am SUCH a good person, I bought Ruth a ticket to see a psychic with her friend. As it happens, her friend Paul was down for the weekend, so he and I sat chattering, drinking beer and being bastards to the four kids in the house; Ruths two, Pauls one, and Ruths nephew.
Now, I HAD taken over the very very stunning movie Cloverfield to watch, but someone decided that watching Big Brother was a better option. A couple of texts from Kellie - who was out on the town with her friends - made me smile during the evening, and once Ruth got in, I headed home, popped some pills and flopped into bed. Tired and Achey, and a night to myself.
Half an hour later, I get a message from Kellie, and then till nearly 4am, I was texting and phoning her as her Fun Night Out took a turn the other way. But, as I promised, I won't mention that here... I think it was the police requesting not to talk about the case...
*ahem*
Saturday, my nieces birthday. Kellie rolled into mine around ten in the morning, we ran some errands (Well, I ran, she tagged along trying to wake up), before we popped on a bus, went to Jo's, kidnapped Jaysen and Tam, and then headed to Gemmas. We were at Amys party till seven that evening or so, and poor Kellie had THAT sort of afternoon...
Bear in mind she already knows my mum and Gemma, this was our first time out as "a couple" to a family thing. And, of course, the entire family turned up. She met mum, and Gemma, and my mums mum, then my dad, his wife, my half sister, my dads mum, and then my uncle and aunt.
The latter reads this blog, so everyone wave to my Auntie Di. Use big movements tho - she's partially sighted, going deaf, and all that other old-biddie-stuff.
Anyways, Kellie pretty much got thrown in at the deep end, and we stood off to one side, gossiping with the Aunt and Uncle. The Uncle that is a police officer. That Kellie recognised. Who also recognised Kellie...I think I need to investigate that avenue of fun ;)
We left, dragged my kids back to Jo who was at her parents - so Kellie then got to meet Jos mum and dad for good measure. We trundled across town, got on a bus driven by a man who wasn't sure what route he was on (Whooo!) and arrived home safe and sound.
"Wanna watch Cloverfield?" I ask? The affirmative reply meant shoes back on, and trundle to Ruth where I had left the DVD.
Ruth was home, Paul was still there, and Alyce (She of the Serpents of DOOM) turned up at the same time as us. We chatted, took the piss, had a laugh - and then the three girls started talking about shoes. Me and Paul compared socks...
Back home, DVD on, Kellie jumping like a girly girl. All good. Then, for good measure, on went Lee Evans Live in Scotland:
You can rummage through YouTube for more of it ;)
After that finished, we went off to bed... And there we stayed. Till FOUR this afternoon.Get yer minds out the gutter.
No kids, no plans, a few coffees... We literally spent the entire day in bed. Talking, messing around, snoozing... The only reason we had to get up was because the erstwhile Ms Kellie had to get home for her kids. She was out and on the bus at half five, and I've kinda poodled around since then.
Jaysen got back at 8pm, we in bed by half eight, and then I decided to blog.
Um... and that's that really :D
So how was your weekend!
Edit: Having a couple of issues with this post - typos not being noticed by spell checkers, bad grammar, and the formatting went mental a bit ago too :S
Monday, 23 June 2008
Aw, RIP George Carlin
Just found out one of my favourite comedians, George Carlin, died over the weekend from a heart attack.
I love this:
I love this:
Tuesday, 10 June 2008
Karma
I've not listened to this video, so don't know if there's any swearing or anything... But it doesn't matter if there is, because I love it when little shits get their comeuppance.
And to be fair, I saw it coming and waited with gleeful hands being rubbed together :D
And to be fair, I saw it coming and waited with gleeful hands being rubbed together :D
Sunday, 23 March 2008
Merry Easter!
Ho Ho Ho! I hope Father Easter Bunny on his sleigh pulled by little fluffy chicks has bought you what you wanted.
Hey... If they can put Easter Eggs in the shop in January, I cannot be considered strange... So with a nod to the two inches of snow that was here for a few hours today, I give my Easter Themed videos. Note, the second one is a bit bloody (from Passion of Christ) but it IS worth the watch if you're not offended by it, crucifixion and the rest of it.
Merry Easter to all, and to all a good night!
*burp*
Now to finish the kids eggs for them...
Oh, anyone know if the Easter Bunny saw his shadow today? Doesn't that mean if he did we get forty days and forty nights of rain?
Hey... If they can put Easter Eggs in the shop in January, I cannot be considered strange... So with a nod to the two inches of snow that was here for a few hours today, I give my Easter Themed videos. Note, the second one is a bit bloody (from Passion of Christ) but it IS worth the watch if you're not offended by it, crucifixion and the rest of it.
Merry Easter to all, and to all a good night!
*burp*
Now to finish the kids eggs for them...
Oh, anyone know if the Easter Bunny saw his shadow today? Doesn't that mean if he did we get forty days and forty nights of rain?
Saturday, 22 March 2008
Peanut
Yesterday Tam had a blast. Gifts, cake, friends, cards... While I don't think she completely "got" it, she knew she was three. And showed everyone her fingers too.
We spent a while here opening everything and trashing the place, had lunch, built her bike, went out for a couple of hours... It was manic.
And she not only loved her bike to bits, but she picked it up really quickly...
Apologies for the crappy video quality.
Hopefully these videos work for everyone and not just me ;)
We spent a while here opening everything and trashing the place, had lunch, built her bike, went out for a couple of hours... It was manic.
And she not only loved her bike to bits, but she picked it up really quickly...
Apologies for the crappy video quality.
Hopefully these videos work for everyone and not just me ;)
Friday, 21 March 2008
Monday, 17 March 2008
Awww
All is fine with me in my crazy little world.
Met up with Jo today and sorted out the bank and hopefully sorted her out a bank account as well. Got some presents for Tams birthday as well! Tam went back with Jo, I came home with stuff to wrap.
I've knackered myself out over the last couple of days and paying for it this evening, so with Jaysen in bed and Tam with Jo, I am heading to bed in a min.
For now, enjoy this.
All together now. Awwww.
Anyway, thankfully the next couple of weeks are short school weeks - where I've been so busy I feel like a truck has slowly reversed over me, so will be glad of the rest. Jaysen was in today, tomorrow and Wednesday, then no school Thursday (Teacher Training), no school Friday (Good Friday) and no school Monday (Bank Holiday Monday), then he's in school four days next week, and breaks up for two weeks.
Result!
Met up with Jo today and sorted out the bank and hopefully sorted her out a bank account as well. Got some presents for Tams birthday as well! Tam went back with Jo, I came home with stuff to wrap.
I've knackered myself out over the last couple of days and paying for it this evening, so with Jaysen in bed and Tam with Jo, I am heading to bed in a min.
For now, enjoy this.
All together now. Awwww.
Anyway, thankfully the next couple of weeks are short school weeks - where I've been so busy I feel like a truck has slowly reversed over me, so will be glad of the rest. Jaysen was in today, tomorrow and Wednesday, then no school Thursday (Teacher Training), no school Friday (Good Friday) and no school Monday (Bank Holiday Monday), then he's in school four days next week, and breaks up for two weeks.
Result!
Friday, 22 February 2008
Back Once More
After the run up to yesterday, I can honestly say that I woke up and felt better this morning. Yesterday was particularly hard, though I don't know why exactly. I felt drained, both physically and emotionally, and for a good part of the day, I was playing Hellgate: London, blowing seven kinds of crap out of everything bad, evil and demonic.
For the last couple of years, we've got to Jo's parents for both Bethys birthday and her Angel date, but this year, neither of us could face that little drama pit, so we did our own thing again yesterday. In true form, we had Ruth and her girls over, and Jo cooked one of the ultimate in Cheer Up Dinners - the mixed grill. Steak, Sausage, Bacon, Mushroom, Onion, Chips... It was sooo what I needed.
Last night we had a relatively early night and laid in bed having some cuddles, but it took me forever to drift off, then when I did, I kept jolting awake. So I'm tired as ever. But, none the less, I am in a much better frame of mind.
Just feels like it's been another long week yet again. But it's Friday finally so after the school run shortly, I can kick back and do sweet F.A.
Of course, as you may have noticed, I have the Cam on at the moment - thanks to Jo buying me a nice cheer up give of a Logitech QuickCam Fusion. Holy hell is it the best Webcam I've ever used - not to mention, sexy:
Lots of knobs and whistles on it, and I've installed it on both the computer and the laptop without any hassle, so no doubt will leave it pointing at something most of the time. I also have other plans for it, especially thanks to the quality of the picture it's kicking out!
I might even get a new blog template to incorporate it... *ahem*
In other news, I have a nice rant planned about the latest school-developments, luckily which don't affect me or Jaysen directly, but none the less, it's a good one that has the gaggles of mums up in arms while I stand back chuckling at them... Plus I have a few tagged/meme things to post, which I am hoping to string out for a while.
Lastly, once again, the overwhelming amount of sympathy and messages from people around the world still amaze me. Yesterday I received emails, text messages and even a few phone calls - all from people I've never physically met. Once again, thank you to you all.
Wednesday, 20 February 2008
Smart Ass
Yep, done just using the sounds from Windows... It's not a new thing to do, mind you, and I remember another, older version:
Wish I could do something like that! Sadly, this poor blogger is about as talented as a leopard at a stripes convention.
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
The RockStar Video
Since posting my Musical Monday post yesterday of Nickleback's "RockStar" I've had a sudden increase in the number of people searching for things like "Cast of RockStar Video" and similar search strings. While sitting watching it, I could see a few famous people - yes, the three Playboy girlies did stick out...Anyway, Jo did a bit of poking around, and thanks to (shockingly) Wikipedia, here's the complete list of people, including the lyrics they sing at that point of the track:
Holy crap on a crap stick, that is a LOT of linkage I just had to do. I could have copied direct from Wikipedia, but there were a lot of links not on there. So there you have it, a line-by-line guide of who is singing and where! All the links will open in the same window because I am just too damn lazy to add the code for seperate windows! There are one or two links missing as well - if you want to let me know what I missed, then lemmie know!
- Boy at a baseball field: "I'm through with standing in line to clubs I'll never get in"
- Lindsay Shaw in front of the Cloud Gate: "It's like the bottom of the ninth"
- Man in front of the Flatiron Building: "and I'm never gonna win"
- Cindy Taylor on a pool float: "This life hasn't turned out"
- Old woman on the Millennium Bridge (London) in front of St. Paul's Cathedral: "quite the way I want it to be"
- Billy Gibbons from ZZ Top: "Tell me what you want" (voiceover)
- Wayne Gretzky: "I want a brand new house"
- Three women in Times Square: "on an episode of Cribs"
- Kendra Wilkinson in front of the Playboy Mansion: "And a bathroom I can play baseball in"
- New York City policeman: "And a king size tub"
- Gene Simmons in front of his wall of gold and platinum records: "big enough for ten"
- Paul Wall in front of a highway: "plus me"
- Billy Gibbons again: "Yeah, so whatcha need" (voiceover)
- Park ranger at Jay Pritzker Pavilion in Millennium Park: "I'll need a, a credit card"
- Dominique Swain in a bubblebath: "that's got no limit"
- Three men (one US MP, one East German border guard, and one civilian) at Checkpoint Charlie facing the American Sector: "And a big black jet"
- Twista, Mayz from the Speedknot Mobstaz, and unknown man riding in a limo: "with a bedroom in it"
- Man in Grand Central Terminal: "Gonna join the mile high club"
- Holly Madison in the Playboy Mansion grotto: "at thirty-seven thousand feet"
- Woman in Los Angeles: "Been there, done that" (Billy Gibbons voiceover)
- Street musician in Union Square: "I want a new tour bus"
- Same street musician with performers in Union Square: "full of old guitars"
- Three girls on the bank of the Chicago River in front of Marina City: "My own star on Hollywood Boulevard"
- Gene Simmons again: "Somewhere between Cher"
- Paul Teutul, Sr. of Orange County Choppers: "and James Dean is fine for me"
- Billy Gibbons: "So how you gonna do it?" (voiceover)
- John Rich on a pool table with a banjo: "I'm gonna trade this life"
- Woman in Union Square: "for fortune and fame"
- Chuck Liddell: "I'll even cut my hair"
- Man in a Chinese restaurant: "and change my name"
- Two Blazin' Saddles employees in front of a General Lee-inspired RV: "'Cause we all just wanna be"
- Eight kids in front of the Sydney Harbour Bridge: "big rockstars"
- Wayne Gretzky again: "and live in hilltop houses"
- Parking valet at Jones Hollywood in West Hollywood: "driving fifteen cars"
- Man on Lambeth Palace Road in front of the Houses of Parliament: "The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap"
- Jenna Westerbeck sunbathing: "We'll all stay skinny"
- Kid Rock: "cause we just won't eat/And we'll"
- Twista, Mayz, and unknown man again: "hang out in the coolest bars"
- Jessie Coleman in Grand Central Terminal: "In the VIP"
- Eliza Dushku: "with the movie stars"
- Dale Earnhardt, Jr. in front of a Union 76 gas station: "Every good gold digger's"
- Taryn Manning: "Gonna wind up there"
- Paul Wall again: "Every Playboy bunny"
- Two women in the middle of Davie Street: "With her bleach blond hair"
- Jerry Cantrell under Chicago's El tracks and in front of Double Door: "And we'll/Hey hey"
- Liam Lynch in Union Square: "I wanna be a"
- Nelly Furtado on tour bus: "rockstar"
- Man in front of the same highway as as Paul Wall above
- Man in Union Square
- Two women in Grand Central Terminal: "Hey"
- Chuck Liddell with Elliot Segal from DC101 in a headlock:"hey"
- Boy in grocery store: "I wanna be a rockstar"
- Paul Teutul, Jr., Paul Teutul, Sr., and Mikey from Orange County Choppers flexing muscles
- Man in front of Marina City: "I wanna be great like Elvis"
- Elvis impersonator: "without the tassels"
- Federico Castelluccio from The Sopranos: "Hire eight body guards"
- Chuck Liddell again: "that love to beat up assholes"
- Grant Hill signing basketball: "Sign a couple autographs/So I can"
- Man in Union Square again: "eat my meals for free"
- Billy Gibbons again: "I'll have the quesadilla" (voiceover)
- Paul Wall again: "Ha ha" (Billy Gibbons voiceover)
- Man and woman in the middle of Davie Street: "I'm gonna dress my ass"
- Ted Nugent: "with the latest fashion"
- Man and woman in front of the Cloud Gate: "Get a front door key"
- Kendra Wilkinson, Holly Madison, and Bridget Marquardt from The Girls Next Door: "to the Playboy mansion"
- Man in front of the Flatiron Building: "Gonna date a centerfold"
- Two men in Washington Square Park: "that loves to blow my money for me"
- Billy Gibbons again: "So how you gonna do it?" (voiceover)
- Paul Teutul, Jr., Paul Teutul, Sr., and Mikey from Orange County Choppers again: "I'm gonna trade this life"
- Man and woman in front of the Reichstag building: "For fortune and fame"
- Jordan Carlos overlooking Los Angeles: "I'd even cut my hair"
- Man in front of the New York Stock Exchange: "And change my name"
- Man at a pink bus-stop bench on Davie Street: "'Cause we all just wanna be"
- Lupe Fiasco on a table: "big rockstars"
- Woman in front of the Brandenburg Gate: "And live in hilltop houses"
- Woman in front of the Chicago Theater: "driving fifteen cars"
- Two women at the beach: "The girls come easy"
- Taryn Manning again: "and the drugs come cheap"
- Eliza Dushku again: "We'll all stay skinny"
- Woman in front of the Sydney Harbour Bridge: "'cause we just won't eat"
- Three women dancing : "And we'll hang out in the coolest bars"
- Gene Simmons again: "In the VIP"
- Dominique Swain again: "with the movie stars"
- Lupe Fiasco again: "Every good gold digger's"
- Chuck Liddell again: "gonna wind up there"
- Dale Earnhardt, Jr. again: "Every Playboy bunny"
- Two girls in Times Square: "with her bleach blond hair"
- Man in front of Beverly Hills High School: "And we'll hide out in the private rooms"'
- Eliza Dushku again: "With the latest dictionary"
- Federico Castelluccio again: "and today's who's who"
- Riki Lindhome at the beach: "They'll get you anything with that evil smile"
- Kid Rock again: "Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial/Well"
- Steel worker: "Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar"
- John Rich again, smashing a guitar
- Three women in the middle of Davie Street: "I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors"
- Te'DeVan Rocketman Wacha Kurzweil in Union Square: "Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser"
- Lupe Fiasco again: "Get washed-up singers"
- Boy in front of a mixing console: "writing all my songs"
- Woman overlooking Los Angeles: "Lip sync 'em every night"
- Daniel Self at City Market in Raleigh: "so I don't get 'em wrong"
- Man on street corner in New York City's Chinatown: "Well we all just wanna be"
- Man in front of Big Acorn in Raleigh: "big rockstars"
- Eight Blazin' Saddles employees at City Market in Raleigh: "And live in hilltop houses"
- Dale Earnhardt, Jr. again:"driving fifteen cars"
- The Naked Cowboy in Times Square: "The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap"
- Woman at the beach: "We'll all stay skinny"
- Boy in Times Square: "'cause we just won't eat"
- Cindy Taylor again: "And we'll hang out in the coolest bars"
- Woman in front of Buckingham Fountain: "In the VIP"
- Grant Hill again: "with the movie stars"
- Jayson Woolley in Union Square: "Every good gold digger's"
- Ted Nugent again: "gonna wind up there"
- Holly Madison again: "Every Playboy"
- Bridget Marquardt in a pink bed: "bunny with her bleach"
- Kendra Wilkinson again: "blond hair/And we'll"
- Boy standing next to City Hall in front of Tower Bridge: "hide out in the private rooms"
- Nelly Furtado again: "With the latest dictionary and today's"
- Two women in front of the Sydney Opera House and Sydney Harbour Bridge: "Who's Who/They'll get you anything"
- Kid Rock again: "with that evil smile/Everybody's"
- Ted Nugent again: "got a drug dealer on speed dial/Well"
- John Rich again: "hey"
- Dale Earnhardt, Jr. again: "hey"
- Worker in front of Marina City: "I wanna be a rockstar"
- Wayne Gretzky again, splashing a pool with a hockey stick
- Kendra Wilkinson again dancing
- Nelly Furtado again: "Hey"
- Gene Simmons again: "hey"
- Nickelback fans at Tweeter Center for the Performing Arts concert singing: "I wanna be a rockstar"
- Pan to Chad Kroeger, pan to Mike Kroeger and Ryan Peake
Wednesday, 9 January 2008
Kids TV
Being that I have always been a bit of a kid, I don't mind watching kids TV, even today. To be honest, I'd rather watch original Tom & Jerry or the old Warner Bros cartoons that a lot of the crap on TV today.There are some programs that Tam and Jaysen watch that I think are pretty good. Spongebob, Ben10, Samurai Jack, Peppa Pig - I can honestly sit and watch them and not want to claw my eyes out.
On Nick Jnr of late, there have been adverts for something I've never seen. I'd seen a plushie here, or a toy there, but never thought much of it. Over the last few days, they've been showing clips of this show, and I can honestly say I have sat there, open-jawed and wondering three simple words.
What.Now, the version over here, like a lot of kids shows, the "fake" characters are dubbed over with English actors, but none the less...
The.
F$ck.
Can someone - ANYONE - please explain to me what the hell Yo Gabba Gabba is all about. Tam sits there with an expression akin to my Three Words (WTF). One trailer has Elijah Wood (aka, Frodo) doing a Puppetmaster dance, and it looks waaaay freaky.
So thank you to the crazies across the pond - we have another of your freaky kids shows :D
Sunday, 30 December 2007
Too Funny NOT to Share
Mr Shiny Demon posted this originally, but I HAVE to share it with the world!
If you love COPS and Star Wars, you'll love this, I promise.
If you love COPS and Star Wars, you'll love this, I promise.
Saturday, 15 December 2007
Cloverfield
Sometimes, I see a trailer for a movie months and months before it is due out. It drives me nuts, as I see it, then more often than not, forget about it, then see it and think "Ooooh yes, I'd forgotten about that" and then, again, promptly forget it.While Blogsurfing this evening, I found a "five minute intro" to a movie called Cloverfield. Judging books by their covers, it doesn't sound all that, does it?
Watch this:
Yeah baby! Monster movie! And, because it's J.J Abrahms of "Lost" fame, the world of the crazies is off already, with some suggesting it may even be a Lost spinoff.
You can check the following sources for information about the movie:
I sooo hope it's going to be some sort of Lovecraftian affair. I miss reading and watching about Cthulhu Mythos stuff.
- Official Site (with different trailer)
- Wikipedia
- IMDb
- YouTube (above widget in YouTube format)
More Photoshopping
Being this is something I've touched on before, I am somewhat fascinated by the power of Photo Shop. Normal Girls edited into Supermodels, Fat Girls to Thin Girls, Marks removed, eyes changed, face rearranged... When I posted about this originally, a search on YouTube revealed only a few videos showing what could be done. Now, there are hundreds of them.So it's not just me that's intrigued then.
Usually, I look at the "Before" image and the "After" image and wonder why they felt a need to change it. Then the grumpy part of my brain kicks me and tells me "that's how the media want the world to look". Quite often, a photo is "retouched" so much, it hardly looks like the original person.
And then there's the cynic in me. So, they can take these really icky photos of people and make them look great. How do we know those "icky" photos are actually that bad to start with. Maybe, to make the world seem uglier, they are photoshopped to look like they have bags and blemishes and crooked teeth... Wonder if people ever thought of that...
The only time I've ever edited photos is when I've used crappy lighting and have had to adjust the brightness levels/colour levels. That's it. Not that I am a photographer - I'm talking generic pictures of whatever. And I don't use photoshop - I have an old version of Paint Shop Pro.
Anyways, what led me to rant and rave about this is another video that I enjoyed, showing how people are altered for the media masses. Enjoy.
Tuesday, 11 December 2007
Tuesday, 4 December 2007
Educational Video
Over the years, there have been many different movies to teach people, from the "Duck & Cover" of the Cold War, "The Green Cross Code" from my school days, and various sex guides on the internet, book shop, video store... *ahem*However, some of these are biased opinions of one person, others contain historical inaccuracies, and yet others skip over various items and cases in the editing process of the making of the movie.
However, I feel it is my duty for people to share this short film on how to identify a minority of people that are living among us. AND I have to add, it is completely accurate, being that it's made by a group of highly intellectual and recognisable people.
Watch, learn, take notes.
Friday, 16 November 2007
Tuesday, 13 November 2007
Bane Of My Life
Like any half-decent Superhero, I have my weakness, my bane, my Achilles Heel. Superman goes all squiffy with Kryptonite. Batman is only a normal person. Spiderman has his whole "Unstable Mutation". The Hulk can't control himself. Daredevil is blind. The Flash has a stupidly-high metabolism. Sportacus is weakened by sugar... Added to this, each Superhero has a arch enemy... Lex Luthor, The Joker, The Kingpin, The US Army, Bullseye, Gorilla Grodd, Robbie Rotten.Anyway, while proving me and Jo are in fact Big Fat Nerds, I do have a point. And that point is that the bane of my life is the Mobility Scooter, and my arch enemy is "Anyone Old".
So today, we decided we needed to go shopping, and upon arrival in Asda, Jo decides how she is going to shop...
Yes, that is Jo - and Tam - in a mobility scooter. And she also falls into the "Anyone Old" category. So I spent the better part of the morning hobbling around after her while we shopped and filled the basket. Amazingly she didn't kill anyone, though Tam did figure how to work the controls and zoom around randomly. I, however, did get "accidentally struck" a few times.
So, not only was I shopping (*shudder*), not only was every old fart and their partner shopping in their mobility scooters, but I was also dealing with all the Xmas crap everywhere. HOW I didn't murder anyone is beyond me.
I also managed to catch a movie of The Ramming Wonder "zooming" around, and get to play with the Video feature of Blogger ;)
Anyone else spot the irony that there's a pensioner blocking the way and Jo is in the scooter - but unlike "Old Fart in the Scooter" Jo refrained from running her out of the way.
Another Edit: For the perverts of you out there, watch the woman to the far-right bend down to pick up something: Thong Alert!! hehe
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