5:30 Blink Blink

Going to ye olde London tomorrow on a plane and I am overly excited....I love going other places but my plane/train/bus missing paranoia is likely to leave me really tired by the time I reach the Media conference at about mid-morning as I am raising my head at about 5:30am.....I'm not sure there is actual life at that time....definately not sure I've ever seen that time on purpose....unless I've been up all night and have been dancing like loon and not noticed the time till 7....which always tends to be the time we all go ohh...its the next morning....but I haven'r purposefully ever thought....mmm ohh its 5:30am....that is until tomorrow morning.

Goth Catchers

I just walked through Belfast and experienced a wonderful carnival of colour- a festival of multi-cultural and as I listen to the 'rise and fall of Tony Blair' blaring on the telly behind me and the bustle of the 12th of July preparations blowing in my window.....i'm thinking back to 4 hours ago when I saw two women dressed as butterful catchers try to catch a couple of goths with their nets....easily the funniest thing I've seen in quite a while. It makes everything seem right with the world somehow.

Answer to all the Housing Problems

Again just browsing on the BBC website and found this interesting article a guy was testing out the small box type houses that are being developed to remedy the affordable housing situation and I'm sure it would.....but I've a flat that's a hell of a lot bigger can hardly fit all my stuff and those of my tennant...so I couldn't imagine living on what would probably pass for the same as a Caravan. Summers on holidays in a cramped tent or Caravan were ok for a 2 week break.....but would I choose to live like that....eh no!

Gingerism

I nearly fell off my bean bag laughing at this

Gingerism as bad as racisim

Virtual Magnetic Poetry on a Fridge

Build your own poem on this virtual Fridge thingy
http://www.broken-notebook.com/magnetic/

It may keep you occupied for all of 5 minutes

Mondays

Ahh god...been a long morning, hard to get back into the swing of things after a long weekend...my head is all fuzzy from the drink

Sign of getting old

I was playing football on Wednesday night with Ronan and some of the guys from his work. Just an hour long game of 5-a-side and for the first time ever in my life I was completely out of breath and energy after about the first 20 mins. It has been a year since I had last played football but at the same time normally I have more energy and its normally after not pacing myself that the first 20 mins give me gip....but hey.....this time there I was back in goal for about 15 mins of the game...completely wrecked. And here I am 2 days later walking around like I have a broken leg or something.....completely suffering for it....the lactic acid is killing me. I'm going to keep this up for however long I can get a game because I can't leave it a year again....if I do I'll be close to death....

Another Year Another Big Brother

Yes, once again its that time of year again when everyone says they won't be caught dead watching big brother but low and behold its all they seem to talk about in work the next day. They call it the water cooler syndrome, we are always going to be curious about what the other guys are talking about....but then 7 seasons in we can't fool anyone anymore....just watch the bloody thing and admit to watching it. There I sat again waiting for this years housemates seeing attractive woman after attractive woman walk into the house realising there's going to be no men....happy days....what man wants to watch other men for 24 hours. But then what man wants to listen to 19 year old girls squealing in the tv show for 30 mins...Either way I'll watch it anyway....just because there's very little else to do with my evenings....

Day of Reflection

Awoken with a hangover that could have felled a huge donkey, I embarked on a day of quiet reflection on a night that should have seen Liverpool 6 times champions of europe. But, for a second season in a row the English team returned home empty handed from the final....maybe this time we deserved it more, we had no luck.

Anyway, back to work today still a little bit shellshocked..(more from alchol than the result)...to find that my friendly workmates have plastered everything on my desk in AC Milan momentos.....ohh how they find so much glee in my misfortune.

Lets hope we can rebuild and wipe that smile off their faces for next season.

Tea is healthier than Water

I always knew it was true, the tea is the giver of life, I actually can't really start or end a day without a cup of tea or coffee...a bit like Jeeves from the PG woodhouse novels.

Whet the appitite for next Wednesday

New Steven Gerrard Top 10 - The funniest bloopers are right here

Big Sam has a big job

Newcastle are perrenial under-achievers and yet it seems to be the place many well regarded managers go to loose their reputations. Many have gone before to the sword there Bobby Robson, Kevin Keegan, Rudd Ghullit, Graeme Souness just to name a few, some of those had actually won league titles with less fashionable clubs before taking up the reigns, something Big Sam has never actually done.

So, will Sam bring them to the brink like Keegan and Robson or will his career be left in tatters like Souness and Ghullit.....only time will tell.....one thing is for sure it will prove to be a bigger job than sustaining the limp appitites of the Bolton faithful.

But then, all he needs to do is buy himself a decent defence and keep Freddie Shepard happy by winning the Carling cup or whatever its called these days.

All - Ireland Slam

Good man Gerard in getting a great result last weekend in the first All-Ireland poetry slam.
Just saw a link today for footage of the Ulster Slam, some classic video here from the BBC of the guys I perform with on a regular basis.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/northernireland/radioulster/artsextra/features69309.shtml

Euro deaf

Did anyone reading this blog see the terrible poop that was Eurovision? In past years I was able to sit getting gradually blocked whilst watching Albanian's jump around in Monkey suits and feel strangely smug that at least Ireland didn't particularly care who won this event. In fact laughing with Terry was great and putting a bet on the most rediculous bollox would have been a reason to keep a little bit tense. But this year was the final straw. Ireland were crap, having a song that warrants a hundred Irish musicans on stage at the same time is sure to be a failure...beaten by a fat Christopher Biggins covered in Tinfoil and a butch lesbian surrounded by other skinnier more attractive lesbians....I mean where is the magic of Johnny Logan now?

This a proper Eurovision Song

Don't Hassle the Hoff

Despite poor old Hasslehoff having a bad old few weeks of it, being filmed by his daughter drunk as a skunk, he is still king of the internet.

I mean he has lived an extraordinary life already but to then create such videos as the following brings him to another level:

Hooked on a feeling
Jump in my car
Looking for freedom
Secret Agent Man

And a special treat Live in Berlin

B*%STARDS

Are they on a mission to make me loose my cool!

Chocadobie

WTF????

This ad was on TV years ago for Kinder Egg.....and I'm totally sure I know what it means....but I think I like it....

Also, its been revealed today that Lost is going to continue until 2010 and so we have 3 years of confusion still to see....

Also, Also....went to see Spiderman 3 and I don't care if this is a SPOILER or not but WTF was going on with dancing bad Spiderman.

Athens

Been completely slack on this lark this week without at least commenting a little about another great night for us Liverpool Supporters.....had the nails ravaged as I watched the game just trundle on.....I couldn't believe the off-side decision on Durk Kuyt.....and how good Zenden dispatched that penalty and finally how good Reina was on the day....

The next day was frivilous as I hoped for a Milan opponent just because I think that United would have beaten us in the last minute and I couldn't have taken that.

Tiling

Hurrah, got the Tiling of our bathrooms underway....finally after being in the flat for nearly 6 months. Its going to be finished this week he (the tiler) says.....and then it will be nice and done....and respectable.....then I have to get the new sofa delivered and then the pictures on the walls and a new flatmate....and then and then and then