I decided that instead of just presenting the text of my teenage song,I would record it. The mix is a bit low so I recommend you use ear phones. Also keep in mind that I'm not a good singer, guitarist or have any creative ability whatsoever. The lyrics may have been written ten years ago but I doubt I would do any better if I tried now!
An mp3 of the song is available by request (free of charge)
It's over on the wallofblog soundcloud page, click on the title below.
Enjoy!
"Ten years after writing them, the author found these lyrics from his teenage self in a box of old crap. He quickly composed some music to go with them and made this demo. I'm sure you'll agree that what he lacks in vocal ability and musicianship, he more than makes up for in the sheer raw pain and passion of the poetic lyrics"
Time after Time after Time
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Back to the well
Regular visitors will know that in July 2010 I rocked the very foundation of the internet and my readers brains with my amazing teenage poetry.
It was long assumed that that well was dry and all the material from that time was in the public domain...well hold on to your hats readers, I've found another batch of stuff from the same period! The new stuff includes a poem, a song (laid out like an actual song, verse, bridge, chorus etc)and a long 6 page essay I wrote when I was 17 about the evil of alcohol in Irish society.
This essay is very embarrassing for me. Naturally I will post bits and pieces of it at some stage. I don't mind acknowledging how pathetic I am, with my poems and songs and diary, it's all good fun, but when you stumble across something that also shows you to be a prick, its a little more difficult. Anyway....
I'm going to publish the poem today, Its called "the Void"
The Void
The Void between us grows and grows
This is not the life I chose
I want you here, I want you near
'cos to me, you're very dear
Things have changed so suddenly
This is not who I want to be
I don't just want to be your "friend"
I want to be with you until the end
Not my finest work, but it did inspire the song I mentioned above.
Check back tomorrow for the song.
It's called time after time after time.
Exciting.
It was long assumed that that well was dry and all the material from that time was in the public domain...well hold on to your hats readers, I've found another batch of stuff from the same period! The new stuff includes a poem, a song (laid out like an actual song, verse, bridge, chorus etc)and a long 6 page essay I wrote when I was 17 about the evil of alcohol in Irish society.
This essay is very embarrassing for me. Naturally I will post bits and pieces of it at some stage. I don't mind acknowledging how pathetic I am, with my poems and songs and diary, it's all good fun, but when you stumble across something that also shows you to be a prick, its a little more difficult. Anyway....
I'm going to publish the poem today, Its called "the Void"
The Void
The Void between us grows and grows
This is not the life I chose
I want you here, I want you near
'cos to me, you're very dear
Things have changed so suddenly
This is not who I want to be
I don't just want to be your "friend"
I want to be with you until the end
Not my finest work, but it did inspire the song I mentioned above.
Check back tomorrow for the song.
It's called time after time after time.
Exciting.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
The Social Network
My search through the archives continues, although we wont be visiting our chubby little friend's (me) diary today ( Tomorrow though, I think, it is fast on its way to becoming the most successful post ever, with 54 views since Sunday, so I have to put more up soon)but at something a little different. Again we go back to 1999.
In my final two years of primary school, 1997 and 1998, our headmaster started to do foreign exchanges with schools in Europe. Our school would be twinned with another school and their teachers would visit us, as well as our teacher getting a free Holiday out there. The idea was to learn about each others culture and all that sort of stuff.
I don't remember much of it, we once did a project on the book Danny the Champion of the world (a book saying its OK to poach animals I think, I not sure why we presented this to some french people(also don't call Daniel Murphy, Danny the Champion of the world, he hates it)))some stuff about the famine (6,000,000 Killed I remember writing. I couldn't spell died. They weren't really killed were they?)We also wrote some things about Ireland for them. I wrote about Father Ted. I don't remember learning anything about Europe, only that the french ate bread with a knife and fork.
In sixth class, when some Italian teachers visited, we put on a concert for them, and, minutes before we were to take to the stage, our teacher asked myself and Francis "Not to sing this time" This time!!! It was THE time! The only time!
Anyway we were also told to write a letter to a person in the class and it would be handed out when our teacher visited them and this person would become our "pen pal"
"HEY GRANDDAD WHATS A PEN PAL? IS IT LIKE AN IPOD?" fuck off
Going through some shit today I found two letters from my Italian Pen Pal.
You may need to click and zoom to get a look at these
This is from a ten year old Italian girl. She plays the flute and loves school.
I wrote back to that one, and got this one during the summer
She wants to know why I never write and what I will be doing for new years eve (it's the tenth of June!) I imagine I just sent her lists of what I was eating and how much I played with myself.
She also included this art work.
Now, you're thinking, whats the point of all this? Well I'm thinking about writing back. Now. To-day. In 2012. Wouldn't that fuck with you head if you received a letter form a pen pal from 13 years ago. Imagine that happening to YOU now. It would be mental.
I checked the address on google maps, and it's a real place, it does exists. Although there is a good chance she isn't there anymore. People move on. People change. I mean in 1999 I had no job, no money, no girlfriend, lived with my parents, couldn't grow a beard, was overweight and my only friends were Carl and Francis. (hang on a minute!)
Fuck it, I'm doing it. This could be the start of some wacky dave gorman/danny wallce style hi-jinx or it might just end up at a dead letter office. I couldn't be arrested or anything could I? Should I do it? Or is it really weird?
Anyway its too late now, I sent it this morning!! TWIST!
In my final two years of primary school, 1997 and 1998, our headmaster started to do foreign exchanges with schools in Europe. Our school would be twinned with another school and their teachers would visit us, as well as our teacher getting a free Holiday out there. The idea was to learn about each others culture and all that sort of stuff.
I don't remember much of it, we once did a project on the book Danny the Champion of the world (a book saying its OK to poach animals I think, I not sure why we presented this to some french people(also don't call Daniel Murphy, Danny the Champion of the world, he hates it)))some stuff about the famine (6,000,000 Killed I remember writing. I couldn't spell died. They weren't really killed were they?)We also wrote some things about Ireland for them. I wrote about Father Ted. I don't remember learning anything about Europe, only that the french ate bread with a knife and fork.
In sixth class, when some Italian teachers visited, we put on a concert for them, and, minutes before we were to take to the stage, our teacher asked myself and Francis "Not to sing this time" This time!!! It was THE time! The only time!
Anyway we were also told to write a letter to a person in the class and it would be handed out when our teacher visited them and this person would become our "pen pal"
"HEY GRANDDAD WHATS A PEN PAL? IS IT LIKE AN IPOD?" fuck off
Going through some shit today I found two letters from my Italian Pen Pal.
You may need to click and zoom to get a look at these
This is from a ten year old Italian girl. She plays the flute and loves school.
I wrote back to that one, and got this one during the summer
She wants to know why I never write and what I will be doing for new years eve (it's the tenth of June!) I imagine I just sent her lists of what I was eating and how much I played with myself.
She also included this art work.
Now, you're thinking, whats the point of all this? Well I'm thinking about writing back. Now. To-day. In 2012. Wouldn't that fuck with you head if you received a letter form a pen pal from 13 years ago. Imagine that happening to YOU now. It would be mental.
I checked the address on google maps, and it's a real place, it does exists. Although there is a good chance she isn't there anymore. People move on. People change. I mean in 1999 I had no job, no money, no girlfriend, lived with my parents, couldn't grow a beard, was overweight and my only friends were Carl and Francis. (hang on a minute!)
Fuck it, I'm doing it. This could be the start of some wacky dave gorman/danny wallce style hi-jinx or it might just end up at a dead letter office. I couldn't be arrested or anything could I? Should I do it? Or is it really weird?
Anyway its too late now, I sent it this morning!! TWIST!
Monday, February 13, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Playing with myself.
New feature!
I only realised this morning that I have a document of my entire teenage life.
From May 1998 up until September 2005 I kept a fairly constent diary. It starts of as pretty much a list of what I did on an given day and as I get more into my teenage years, it gets less regular, but the woe is me factor gets upped considerably.
This shit is too good not to publish.
Every so often I'm going to pick a week and put it up here. Today we are going to go back to this day 1999.
(NOTE. When I say I'm in my room playing handball with myself its not some euphemism for pulling my plum, I am actually playing handball with myself, hitting the ball against the bedroom wall over and over again)
Friday February 12th 1999
Today was ok, started to do the quey in english. In art I drew the south park lads. Didnt play handball at all. Had science in room 10. There is a hole in room 9. Had free english it was great fun. Had pizza and chips. I drew a picture of the 4 south park lads. It took me 2 hours. Saw simpsons at 6 o'clock. Declan came down, saw robot wars. Declan is a tool. Saw never mind the buzzcocks and the young ones and king of the hill.
Saturday 13th
Today was alright. Saw Godzilla. Played handball with myself. At 12 kevin and Sean came down here. Me and Jim fixed the computer not to work so they couldn't play it. Me and Sean and Kevin went out to the turf and climbed up and down it we pretended it was a mountain. Kevin died and me and sean played on and pretended there were dinosaurs. I had chicken and chips. We played for a while after. Cooneys were here to. And keith. I had a bath. Got chinese. Went to mass. Mammy and daddy went out for tea. Saw pat kenny.
Sunday 14th
Today was ok. Got up at half nine. Saw telly. Made a big fry for breakfast. Didn't have to go to mass. Saw the simpsons. Played handball with myself. Nanna was here for dinner. We had pork and spuds and gravy. done homework. Played handball up against the range with Declan. He won. Played handball with myself alot. Cavan lost. Counted the wayne fortune we have alot of money. Read roal dhal. Had buns and ham sandwiches for tea. Jim went home saw eastenders and er. Mark was down, so was declan
Monday 15th
To-day was ok. I hate getting up so early. Stephen wasn't at school. Art is good. I hate french. Had chips and loads of vinegar. In pe we lost. It is good. Mammy collected us from school. We went out to cooneys for davids party. It was good I had no dinner. I ate sweets and cocktail sausages. We played games and we had a disco. Played pool with stephen. He won. Went home at half 6. Gee gave us crisps. Declan didn't come down. Saw eastenders it was class.
Tuesday 16th
To-day was alright. I really hate early mornings. Stephen was not in again today. I hurt my finger in woodwork, it is very sore. Mrs colgan but ice on it. I didnt play badminton. Played handball at lunch. I lost. Had chips. Im giving up sweets for lent. Started new piece in metalwork. Had spuds chicken and gravy for dinner. Had crisps as well.For tea I had pancakes.Played handball with myslef Saw fresh prince and home improvment. Saw eastenders and brookside. Daddy was home late.
Wednesday 17th
Today was ok. Stephen was in. The bear is back in his/geo. Oh no. Art was good. I got in trouble in religion. Played handball at lunch. Only had chips for lunch. Saved 50p. Finished Joint in woodwork. Had pizza for dinner (cheese).Done all my homework played handball with myself in the bedroom. Saw neighbours and late lunch. For tea I had noodles and a cup of tea. Watched Brit awards and spy hard.
Thursday 18th
Today was ok, played handball this morning. Science was good, we had a heart eyes and lungs.We cut up the heart. We are making a spanner in metalwork. Had a bag of chips.Had maths in the science room. had wood work in room 1. He let us out at 3:20.
Had stew for dinner, saw the ward and neighbours. Didnt get sweets (lent)For tea I had a burger and 2 cups of tea. Made a sword.Francis Rang. Saw red dwarf. No school tomorrow.
That's it for this week. I have left the spelling and grammar untouched. If there is any particular time from 98 to 05 you would like me to look up, let me know.
I only realised this morning that I have a document of my entire teenage life.
From May 1998 up until September 2005 I kept a fairly constent diary. It starts of as pretty much a list of what I did on an given day and as I get more into my teenage years, it gets less regular, but the woe is me factor gets upped considerably.
This shit is too good not to publish.
Every so often I'm going to pick a week and put it up here. Today we are going to go back to this day 1999.
(NOTE. When I say I'm in my room playing handball with myself its not some euphemism for pulling my plum, I am actually playing handball with myself, hitting the ball against the bedroom wall over and over again)
Friday February 12th 1999
Today was ok, started to do the quey in english. In art I drew the south park lads. Didnt play handball at all. Had science in room 10. There is a hole in room 9. Had free english it was great fun. Had pizza and chips. I drew a picture of the 4 south park lads. It took me 2 hours. Saw simpsons at 6 o'clock. Declan came down, saw robot wars. Declan is a tool. Saw never mind the buzzcocks and the young ones and king of the hill.
Saturday 13th
Today was alright. Saw Godzilla. Played handball with myself. At 12 kevin and Sean came down here. Me and Jim fixed the computer not to work so they couldn't play it. Me and Sean and Kevin went out to the turf and climbed up and down it we pretended it was a mountain. Kevin died and me and sean played on and pretended there were dinosaurs. I had chicken and chips. We played for a while after. Cooneys were here to. And keith. I had a bath. Got chinese. Went to mass. Mammy and daddy went out for tea. Saw pat kenny.
Sunday 14th
Today was ok. Got up at half nine. Saw telly. Made a big fry for breakfast. Didn't have to go to mass. Saw the simpsons. Played handball with myself. Nanna was here for dinner. We had pork and spuds and gravy. done homework. Played handball up against the range with Declan. He won. Played handball with myself alot. Cavan lost. Counted the wayne fortune we have alot of money. Read roal dhal. Had buns and ham sandwiches for tea. Jim went home saw eastenders and er. Mark was down, so was declan
Monday 15th
To-day was ok. I hate getting up so early. Stephen wasn't at school. Art is good. I hate french. Had chips and loads of vinegar. In pe we lost. It is good. Mammy collected us from school. We went out to cooneys for davids party. It was good I had no dinner. I ate sweets and cocktail sausages. We played games and we had a disco. Played pool with stephen. He won. Went home at half 6. Gee gave us crisps. Declan didn't come down. Saw eastenders it was class.
Tuesday 16th
To-day was alright. I really hate early mornings. Stephen was not in again today. I hurt my finger in woodwork, it is very sore. Mrs colgan but ice on it. I didnt play badminton. Played handball at lunch. I lost. Had chips. Im giving up sweets for lent. Started new piece in metalwork. Had spuds chicken and gravy for dinner. Had crisps as well.For tea I had pancakes.Played handball with myslef Saw fresh prince and home improvment. Saw eastenders and brookside. Daddy was home late.
Wednesday 17th
Today was ok. Stephen was in. The bear is back in his/geo. Oh no. Art was good. I got in trouble in religion. Played handball at lunch. Only had chips for lunch. Saved 50p. Finished Joint in woodwork. Had pizza for dinner (cheese).Done all my homework played handball with myself in the bedroom. Saw neighbours and late lunch. For tea I had noodles and a cup of tea. Watched Brit awards and spy hard.
Thursday 18th
Today was ok, played handball this morning. Science was good, we had a heart eyes and lungs.We cut up the heart. We are making a spanner in metalwork. Had a bag of chips.Had maths in the science room. had wood work in room 1. He let us out at 3:20.
Had stew for dinner, saw the ward and neighbours. Didnt get sweets (lent)For tea I had a burger and 2 cups of tea. Made a sword.Francis Rang. Saw red dwarf. No school tomorrow.
That's it for this week. I have left the spelling and grammar untouched. If there is any particular time from 98 to 05 you would like me to look up, let me know.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Cup of ea?
I dropped my iPad on o my lapop yeserday and broke the "" key. I can' use he leer "" anymore. No more sories abou whas on .V or wha I'm up o oday and omorrow.
I don' know how I'm going o ge i fixed. The warreny was up a long ime ago. I will jus have o sruggle on wihou i.
I could type all the articles on the iPad and e-mail them to the laptop and publish that way. It seems to be working. It's a lot of effort though.
No I hink I will jus leave ou he leer "" from all my aricles
I don' know how I'm going o ge i fixed. The warreny was up a long ime ago. I will jus have o sruggle on wihou i.
I could type all the articles on the iPad and e-mail them to the laptop and publish that way. It seems to be working. It's a lot of effort though.
No I hink I will jus leave ou he leer "" from all my aricles
Friday, February 10, 2012
I've Passed!
I DID NOT go see the recent theatrical re-release of Star Wars Episode I the Phantom Menace. I could have, but I didn't.
I must surely be classed as a sensible grown up now, mustn't I?
Although that could be due to the fact that it is terrible shite and I couldn't sit through it again.
I would go see the rest of them though. Even Star Wars Episode II Attack of the Clones.
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Boob Lolz
Saw boobs today. Real boobs.
Even though they were part of the human body exhibition and technically mummified and dead they were still boobs.
It counts. It does.
Even though they were part of the human body exhibition and technically mummified and dead they were still boobs.
It counts. It does.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Dr LOLZ
I ate so much chocolate yesterday I got sick. And not because I was full of real food beforehand, or I was just uncomfortably full and had to make myself sick, no, my stomach just couldn't handle the amount of chocolate I consumed. At around 21:00 I started to feel dizzy, stumbled to the bathroom and sprayed it up all over the place.
I figured that this couldn't be normal behaviour for a 25 year old, college educated man, so I did some tests online today to see what was wrong with me.
Yeah well that was obvious, I could have told you that.
Yes it's all starting to make sense now.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I figured that this couldn't be normal behaviour for a 25 year old, college educated man, so I did some tests online today to see what was wrong with me.
Yeah well that was obvious, I could have told you that.
Yes it's all starting to make sense now.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Results.
I got a few countdown results in.
I'm still the greatest.
One person sent me in an 18, I'm not sure why, its impressive sure, but it's still less than my 19.
I also got this list of impressive scores in. They are amazing BUT they are from a short game and, as such, not eligible.
A short game requires a quick burst of concentration, a long game is all about staying focused for a long period of time.
Let me put it this way, Usain Bolt can run 100 metres in 9.58 seconds but could he run a marathon in 9.58 seconds?
No. I doubt it.
**********LATE UPDATE**********
Just recieved this from the short game expert, They seem to have mastered the long game also. Check it out
I'm still the greatest.
One person sent me in an 18, I'm not sure why, its impressive sure, but it's still less than my 19.
I also got this list of impressive scores in. They are amazing BUT they are from a short game and, as such, not eligible.
A short game requires a quick burst of concentration, a long game is all about staying focused for a long period of time.
Let me put it this way, Usain Bolt can run 100 metres in 9.58 seconds but could he run a marathon in 9.58 seconds?
No. I doubt it.
**********LATE UPDATE**********
Just recieved this from the short game expert, They seem to have mastered the long game also. Check it out
Monday, February 6, 2012
BLOGDOWN
The presence of Nick from the apprentice and a sexy intelligent women, coupled with me being unemployed, has awakened an interest in daytime student favourite brainy game show countdown. I didn't watch much countdown when I was a student, deal or no deal was just taking off, so we were big Edmonds fans. We used to take it in turns to go to a late accounting lecture on a Monday so one of us could hang back and report on the end of the game. I don't watch deal or no deal any more because Noel and the contestants are a bit weird.
Anyway I discovered countdown for iPad, and I'm really really really good at it. I just had a game and had to share it. The app lets you play two letter rounds, two number rounds and a conundrum.
Round 1
FUCK YES. 7. LOOK AT THAT BITCH.
Round 2
I got very confused in the middle of this. I mixed up 100 with 10.
Round 3
Great? More like average.
Round 4
Impressive yes?
Round 5- Conundrum
Not a fucking clue
I don't even know what this word is.
FINAL SCORE
Over to you. Download countdown for your i device. It's only 79 cent. Play a full game. Send a picture of your top score to wallofblog@gmail.com. 19 is the score to beat.
Anyway I discovered countdown for iPad, and I'm really really really good at it. I just had a game and had to share it. The app lets you play two letter rounds, two number rounds and a conundrum.
Round 1
FUCK YES. 7. LOOK AT THAT BITCH.
Round 2
I got very confused in the middle of this. I mixed up 100 with 10.
Round 3
Great? More like average.
Round 4
Impressive yes?
Round 5- Conundrum
Not a fucking clue
I don't even know what this word is.
FINAL SCORE
Over to you. Download countdown for your i device. It's only 79 cent. Play a full game. Send a picture of your top score to wallofblog@gmail.com. 19 is the score to beat.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
The bitch is dead
My neighbours dog got crossed by a car the other day. Thank fuck. I hated the cunt. Every single time I passed the house, either running or walking, he tried to bite me.
He got me a couple of times as well.
EVIDENCE
I miss him now though. I'm like Batman without the Joker. Or James Bond with out any of the various bad guys that featured in the movie series. I miss the cold war.
He got me a couple of times as well.
EVIDENCE
I miss him now though. I'm like Batman without the Joker. Or James Bond with out any of the various bad guys that featured in the movie series. I miss the cold war.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
BEHIND THE MAGIC
Welcome to the first part in a new feature here on wallofblog where I give you readers a peek behind the curtain at some of the internal workings at the site. It's like a dvd behind the scenes extra.
The second most popular search term that brings people to wall of blog is "Paedophile Glasses". Over 200 people have googled it since I wrote an amazing piece about different styles of frames back in 2010.
Who the fuck is googling "Paedophile Glasses" and why?
The second most popular search term that brings people to wall of blog is "Paedophile Glasses". Over 200 people have googled it since I wrote an amazing piece about different styles of frames back in 2010.
Who the fuck is googling "Paedophile Glasses" and why?
Friday, February 3, 2012
****SPORT****
I spent way too long playing myself at chess today.
When I was younger and I was playing sport against myself, I would always take on the persona's of two established players in the field. So when I was playing tennis against the wall it was Sampras Vs Henman. When I was kicking football against the wall, it was Shearer taking shots againsts Seaman.
The only exception to this was when I was playing handball against the wall, it was always me vs someone better, fitter and more popular than me at school. (I would always win of course)
But who was going to play chess today? I think it pretty obvious it had to be Bobby Fischer vs Boris Spassky. The 72 world chess championship final of course, not the stupid 92 rematch. I quickly settled into the mindset of the two players and had an extraordinary time playing the sport of kings ( I don't think it is the sport of kings. That's horse racing isn't it?. Why is that the sport of kings?*)
Check it out
The players take their positions
The action kicksoff. This match was sponsered by Gillette Deodorant. The best a man can get
Now that's some classic chess
CHECKMATE! The white team take it! Spassky wins!!! What a turn up!!!
I took way more photos than this but I cant work out the order. I should have taken notes so I could have described the play by play. I'll know for the next match. First to 12.
Spassky 1 Fischer 0
*I just checked and it's actually POLO that's the sport of kings. It is a horse based sport. That's like a question that would be on Q.I, with horse racing being the answer that sets off the claxon. I'm not sure if claxon starts with a c or a k. The spell checker says K but my online dictionary says c.
When I was younger and I was playing sport against myself, I would always take on the persona's of two established players in the field. So when I was playing tennis against the wall it was Sampras Vs Henman. When I was kicking football against the wall, it was Shearer taking shots againsts Seaman.
The only exception to this was when I was playing handball against the wall, it was always me vs someone better, fitter and more popular than me at school. (I would always win of course)
But who was going to play chess today? I think it pretty obvious it had to be Bobby Fischer vs Boris Spassky. The 72 world chess championship final of course, not the stupid 92 rematch. I quickly settled into the mindset of the two players and had an extraordinary time playing the sport of kings ( I don't think it is the sport of kings. That's horse racing isn't it?. Why is that the sport of kings?*)
Check it out
The players take their positions
The action kicksoff. This match was sponsered by Gillette Deodorant. The best a man can get
Now that's some classic chess
CHECKMATE! The white team take it! Spassky wins!!! What a turn up!!!
I took way more photos than this but I cant work out the order. I should have taken notes so I could have described the play by play. I'll know for the next match. First to 12.
Spassky 1 Fischer 0
*I just checked and it's actually POLO that's the sport of kings. It is a horse based sport. That's like a question that would be on Q.I, with horse racing being the answer that sets off the claxon. I'm not sure if claxon starts with a c or a k. The spell checker says K but my online dictionary says c.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
"colon open parenthesis cats"
After the success and the implications of my lolcat on Tuesday, I've decided to create my own Internet meme. They are called ":( cats"
They're basically lolcatz that address series issues instead of pop culture fluff.
They are pretty powerful and may leave you emotionally fragile, so be careful.
They're basically lolcatz that address series issues instead of pop culture fluff.
They are pretty powerful and may leave you emotionally fragile, so be careful.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Beard month.
As per the post on January 11th, it's officially beard month here on wall of blog.
The January daily shave and trim regime has been successful, and so the growth period begins.
I have a lot riding on this beard. At least when the hair on my head goes, it can be balanced with the facial hair. If I can't grow hair on my face, I'll look like a precog.
Thats the second minority report reference on this blog.
********INTERESTING FACT************
Minority report was the first ever DVD I bought, along with jaws and pulp fiction.
The January daily shave and trim regime has been successful, and so the growth period begins.
I have a lot riding on this beard. At least when the hair on my head goes, it can be balanced with the facial hair. If I can't grow hair on my face, I'll look like a precog.
Thats the second minority report reference on this blog.
********INTERESTING FACT************
Minority report was the first ever DVD I bought, along with jaws and pulp fiction.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
In Praise of...Part two.
I like strawberry flavoured milk. Not like yogurt drinks, but pink milk like you see in American high schools on telly. It's hard to find in rural Ireland though. It's so rare I could only find this tiny tiny picture.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
I'd love it if we beat them"
Newcastle Utd won the Premier league yesterday afternoon, ending their season with a 3-0 win over Blackburn Rovers. The result mattered little on the day though, as Newcastle had it in the bag with 4 games to spare. "I'm delighted for the players and the fans" manager Andrew Smith said yesterday. "And I'd like to thank everyone who has been with me since the super soccer days" he added. "A special thanks to all at EA for making a truly wonderful football game" A source close to Smith said "Although mathematically it was in the bag for Smith, a last minute goal that put his side 2-1 up against Chelsea in the third last game of the season, caused him to drop to his knees on the sitting room floor and pump not one, but two fists in the air, hardly befitting of someone doing his best in 2012 to act as functioning and mature adult"
How it finished
The players have some fun after the match
The players salute their fans
Unbelievably this is the first premier league win for Smith in his 15+ year career. (not on easy difficulty)
Smith started in the mid nineties, taking over many international squads on super soccer, although he met with limited success there. His teams had the strange habit of, if they went more than two goals down, soring own goal after own goal as if to say to the other team, "I could beat you if I tried but I just don't want to." He moved on to international super star soccer deluxe and was destined for great things but the game disappeared. No one knows who has it. He moved on to fifa 98 but this time,when losing,instead of scoring own goals, his teams would get so many players sent off that the match would simply have to be abandoned. His greatest success came on international super star soccer 98 where he won the world cup with Scotland. On medium difficulty. After a few years in the wilderness with only the dreadful fifa 2001 to play, he returned with a vengeance in 2004 with Pro evolution soccer 4. Alas success was limited and, although he could beat his friends in college with relative ease, the search for silverware with the toon went unrewarded. Soon after that he took a self imposed exile from the game when he grew his hair long, lost weight and talked to girls. This all changed though in the summer of 09 when he picked up the acclaimed fifa 09 for only ten euro. Although initially excited with the changes and impressed by the game engine, he spent most of his time hovering above the relegation zone. Things changed though,for the better this time,in November 2011 when he picked up fifa 2011 and, after a very poor first season, things clicked in his second and he destroyed the competition in the premier league. "This is my greatest achievement in sport since I won the table tennis championship on the wii in March 2010" Smith said.
When asked what the future held for him with regards to fifa 11, and maybe upgrading to fifa 12 he said "fifa 12 is a real possibility, although it's still a relatively new release and as such, I cant afford it at the minute" He pondered the question some more before adding "Circumstances may force me away from the xbox fairly soon so maybe PES 11 for the 3ds is the way to go. Either way I'm just going to enjoy this victory and not give it too much thought for the time being.
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