I gig

What can I say? I live to gig. And last night was no different, in my experience you can judge a good gig by which part of your body hurts the day afterwards, and my leg hurts, so it must of been a good night, because the leg is quite big, probably one of the biggest parts of the body to hurt, so on a sliding scale, this gig must of rocked! Well last night I saw Grease Tribute Act 'Grease is the word'Now I've never seen the film Grease, sure they show it on the TV, and sure I think, one day, I might watch, but I never do, but I gather its like that musical episode of Buffy I've never watched in that it's a musical. Fortunately I loves popular culture, so I knows of the songs of Grease. There's summer nights, Grease lightning, a slow one where you let the couples dance, but damm them Grease is the word, they chuck in some non-Grease songs! Cashback! (not that I paid to see them). They did stuff like Hound dog, Blue suede shoes, Johnny be good and Dammit Johnny, but they be good. So catch Grease is the Word somewhere, so good you'll hurt your leg (that is if you coincidently go to the gig and get forced to do a piggy back and slip up on the same night).

Sign Time for a new time!

Because one person wanted it...I often go out in just my pyjamas, once I went out in just a towel.*

*I kid of course, fear not residents of university town.

But bastard, we've got a question to ask

Have you taken any good photos on your camera phone recently (say today?), well in answer to that question, yes, yes I have, two infact, care to have a look.It's a duck darth vader! Genius, if it weren't for the fact it costs £7.50 for just a standard duck toy painted and slightly reshaped to look like the dark lord of the sith, I would so buy it.This evening for my tea I decided to try some magic, some fried chicken from my favourite take away in Reading town. A Take away so lovely, and so frequented by me that the waiter (it's a classy restaurant, let's call the man's profession what it is) recognised me and called me mate! I had some fried chicken, and was most suprised to read the box and find out I was tasting magic. Did I taste any magic? Alas not, unless friendship with a fast food provider is magic, in that case, then yes.

You'll love these right characters

Coming to a major televisual network sometime whenever.

Enjoy them in their full size and learn their names here, because I'm far too lazy to put them on two places.

Gig Report

You know me long time readers, I love to gig, love it when tunes come from the instruments live in the flesh. I love it when they lay down those beats live infront of their fans. I live to gig. That is why today I am talking about a gig I went to last night, I saw the Village Boyz live in concert (at the student's union bar). And they were awesome.The Village Boyz have been touring for nearly ten years and have even played in front crowds of 45,000. Well last night was an intimate gig for thirty of their biggest fans, and I feel this allows us fans to get up close and personal. Get taken away with their enjoyable forty-five minute set. There set included such Village People hits as YMCA and In The Navy. But also they had a range of songs that far expanded the length of the Village People back catalogue, you could say they are better than the Village People. They did such serious choons as Go West, Macho Man, Car Wash, Disco Inferno, Hot Stuff, Blame It On The Boogie, Night Fever, You Can Leave Your Hat On, Celebration. Hot Stuff being a particular favourite for the men as it allowed them a three minute break to purchase a beverage at the bar whilst the Village Boyz exposed their chests to some randomly selected ladies in the audience. I enjoyed purchasing a drink, and the ladies enjoyed looking at some chests. All in all this forty five minute intimate set for their biggest fans was extraordinary, and fully showcased the talents of the Village Boyz. Catch them at their intimate gigs across student unions whilst you can, and thank me later.

The last time I read a MeMe...

...was Dan's a few days ago, and coincidently it deals with lasts. Sounds fun. Well I am bored. Its about last things and he made it up because he is what people call a genius.

Things that made you laugh (out loud or just in your head)?

I watched quite a bit of comedee teevee tonight, so that's easy.
The Peter Serafinowicz Show (it's improving, still solid stuff, but I still can't remember how to spell his surname, curse my memory).
Scrubs (It's solid comedy that I don't quite like enough to buy on DVD, but still enjoy it).
The Daily Show (Jon Stewart, John Oliver, perfect, even if the more american jokes pass over my head).
The Simpsons (Classic decent simpsons episode, not that movie tripe).

And ummm... something that made me laugh today that wasn't on teevee. Maybe my lecturer, after setting a vague design brief for a project which required half an hour discussion to understand it, said 'May the force be with you'. Just to make it more mysterious. I think he could be a Jedi.

Things you put in your mouth?

Orange and Pineapple and summat else squash,
Cherry Coke,
Chicken, chips and BAKED BEANS.
Breakaway.

A Pen (love the nervous biting of a biro in a lecture. Classic).

Blue things you saw?

I can't remember, I'm just going to looking around my room.
A pack of W H Smiths white tack that I brought to put up my new heroes poster,
Obi Wan Kenobi's lightsabre,
The 'SAVE NOW' button on blogger,
Mighty Boosh Series 1 DVD,
My scummy (maybe cummy, I have no ultra violet light) student house room carpet.

Crying pairs of pants?
Wot? Pants wot has holes in them? Leaks ahoy?

Daily Express headline subjects?

Something about the Nuremberg trials of the Nazi war criminals, I think that Daily Express readers think its disgraceful that Albert Speer didn't get the death penalty, and I think Daily Express readers should be angry that Hitler's architect got away from the Nuremberg trials with his life, sure he was one of the few officials to express remorse and was sentenced to 20 years' imprisonment but I think Albert Speer should be a headline on the Express.Something like this.

(learn more about Albert Speer on your friend Wikkipedia here)

I can't believe I'm attempting Nazi gags on my blog. I have no shame.

Vampire slayers?

There's one called Buffy on that show Buffy the vampire slayer, a show I imagine I'd rather love if I only got round to watching it (like probably alot of shows, Arrested Development comes to mind, I bet its awesome if I got round to viewing it, damm you fox for canceling it etc).

Root vegetables?

Chips.

Celebrities you could imagine dead, and the prefered method?

The 'celebrities' I want dead are the ones that should not judged to even be fecking celebrities.

Moments of temporary insanity?

I don't think today I was particularly insane today (for a change, if it had been any other day I might of been able to regale you all with the details), more frustrated and annoyed was today.

Things you looked at on this computer that you are using right now?

Albert Speer's page on Wikkipedia
Facebook, well someone new might want to be my friend!
I think I went on MySpace for whatever reason,
I checked my itunes playlist and made sure I listened to James Blunt's 1973 again.

Adverts what annoy me

This advert for Tresemme annoys me, in the video some beauty editor for Reveal (whatever that is) advertises the wonders of Tresemme, until, shock horror, that chap from that channel 4 hair salon show thing invades the advert shoot steeling the bottle of Tresemme from the beauty editor.But does the beauty editor for reveal looked bothered, annoyed or shocked that her advertisement shoot has been invaded? No, she just stares blankly looking mildly constipated. But then maybe thats the real horror of having your advert shoot being interrupted by someone who isn't even a Z list celebrity, they'll make you shit yourself (if only a little).

Twenty blogs for the price of one!

There's a partial slightly censored archive of me old blog on the interweb now, so as a special offer, get twenty blogs for the price of one (you are still paying me right?) here. I would lie and say it's for a limited time only, but it'll be up until I get taken to court.

Fact! I suck at scrabble

Although I'm pretty sure Vrrmvrrw (meaning for a car to go like really really fast) is a verb, if only I had an extra R.

Loathe woe.

I hate Student House Rental places, why? Well hatred of estate agents isn't rare is it now? So why am I ramming down my opinion adding nothing to the great age old debate on estate agents being cunts. Well I'll tell you why, It's the horrible way they try to make them cool, seeming to think they have to be funky and appealing for da studentz. They aren't student houses, they're apparently 'Student Pads' (maybe with a z, I can't quite recall if they are that insulting or not). The offices have to look cool for some reason, here's a photo of one just down the road to me.It's got a fucking large HDTV blasting out the tunes from The Hits TV Station. An amazingly large sofa, nice desks, but why the fuck? I don't particularly care if the hits music channel is playing (although I love the channel, love that new sugababes song where they all wear yellow. Phwoar, yellow). Do I love the Hits enough to pay an extra £20 a month rent? Not particularly (although once again, love that sugababes video).

TVs?!?!, sofas?!?!, Wankers of estate agents who insist on saying 'Mate' after every sentence because after your fun transaction you are apparently mates?!?!?!?! It all makes me want to vomit.

Shut up and Art!

Hello, with one sky customer magazine, and a student house living room to decorate I've created a couple of pieces you might enjoy (or not, art is subjective).This my friends is a collage tribute to Noel Edmonds of Noel Edmonds fame, featuring all the picture I could find in the current issue of the sky customer magazine. There's Noel as Santa, Noel in a bikini and of course his pink chum (not his penis) is there too. It's wonderful!And this is a photo of the popular singer Rihanna, where for the first time (EXCLUSIVE!) she tells her true feelings on Umbrellas.