Archive for November, 2008

Shambolic

November 24, 2008

“It’s great being a shambles.  Just peachy.”  says Charlie Brooker of the Guardian.  He goes on to describe his complete incompetence dealing with exhaustion, builders and repetitive songs about chips.

  It’s so much more fun to be a bit of a mess.   Ron Burgundy, Bridget Jones, Lloyd and Harry, Clark Griswold, Bill and Ted, Wayne and Garth, Napoleon Dynamite.  Some of the best and most-loved characters are haphazardly crashing their way through life.

  One of my favourite storytelling songs is ‘It Was Supposed to be so Easy’ on The Streets album A Grand Don’t Come For Free.   As my pal Louise likes to sing, “It’s funny ‘cos it’s truuuuuuuuue!”

  I have flu. If I didn’t I would be out, celebrating my ability to fall over.  Probably by falling over.

This was Nicola Cunningham for UWS TV.  I love lamp.

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Easyflatmate

November 11, 2008

Didn’t lift a finger, landlord organised viewing. All I have to do is open the door and smile.

Cross fingers this’ll be the easiest room mate search in history.

Do you love me?

November 6, 2008

Definitely comes out of the mouth of one of the cats in this video.

  I love this – even the most cynical non-animal-lover will hopefully enjoy this little chat.  I wonder what they were talking about.

Cheered my hungover self right up!

(Presets were awesome by the way – Sigur Ros tonight)

My People

November 5, 2008

PRESETS!!!

It’s 3rd time lucky tonight for me.  First time I tried to see this brilliant band this year was at T in the Park but I was dragged off to watch Kings of Leon.  Never fear, I thought. I can just watch them when they play Cab at the festival.

But to no avail.  They cancelled citing ‘travel issues’.

Tonight’s the night. And to celebrate, here’s my favourite tune!

Sunday Funday

November 5, 2008

Sometimes it’s nice to get out and go for a walk.  Cramond was the location of choice last Sunday.  dave

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On the menu; Pebble skimming, rock climbing, scones and tea and a particularly nice waggy orange dog, followed by nice dinner and a leaving party pub crawl.  I love Sunday Funday.


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