The End
No, that’s it. It’s over. Go home.
Archive for Life
Hey baby…
Big up to my good friends Craig and Helen who took delivery of a lovely baby girl at ten to seven this morning. Wth any luck she’ll turn out to be a screaming, belching, puking shit-machine so that I can mock my friend from afar. But for now, I’m delighted for them and wish I was up there wetting the baby’s head too. Ahhh.
Mother and baby are doing fine.
You seem like a nice kid…
…so I’m just going to tell you to go fuck yourself. Overheard in New York – legend!
Miniature Earth
What would the world be like if only 100 people lived in it? Find out here.
Web 2.0 social networking
What are you doing this weekend? Perhaps you could party hard with 200 other people that you met on the internet. Mind you, I don’t know if I want to be getting into ‘house rape’ on my nights out.
An angry man speaks…
I posted a link from this guy a couple of months back but only now have I looked deeper into his world…he’s an angry man, but I love that about him. Is he right or what?
It’s not grim up north
Spent easter with friends up in the North East of England where I came across a curious village named Pity Me, ate the best curry in the world ever at a place called Sachins, topped up on art-wank at the Baltic and nearly (but not quite) made it to the The Sage.
The Firm
Got taken to the Cardiff v. Sunderland footy match over the weekend (along with Mrs. Likeyoulike) and was struck by the sheer level of vitriol that opposing fans were directing at one another. It was like being stuck in the middle of a riot and I half expected to see bricks flying through the air with people looting television sets & carting them off in shopping trolleys.
At one point we were surrounded by what appeared to be a family outing comprising middle aged dads and various teenage sons. Mrs. Likeyoulike had been chatting to them in her plummy Oxford tones explaining that she wasn’t really supporting anybody in particular but since she was now a local she was most definitely in the visitors end as a favour. The middle aged dad nodded and smiled & then went back to screaming “Fuck you, fuck you, you fucking welsh wankers.” after which he turned to my wife and said “Not you though pet, you’re alright.” and then followed it up with another expletive laden tirade against 30,000 opposing fans.
Sunderland won 1-0 and Mrs. Likeyoulike said she loved it so much she’s going again in a couple of weeks.
Life and stuff
It’s been a big couple of weeks with bereavement, reunions, excitement & triumphs at work and right now I’m taking some overdue time off during which I will be trying to win that difficult 4th Black Star Award over at YouWhores.
We all have a price
Check out youwhores.com and let everybody know what you’re prepared to do for money. It doesn’t even need to be degrading, just doable, and if you’re really good you’ll win a black star.
Black Stars are awarded to submissions that show superior creativity at the same time as offering a deliverable service at a realistic price. I’ve won 3 of them and they’re the only awards I’m actually proud of.
