Reality
Posted: Mon 22 August, 2005 Filed under: Thoughts, Weirdness 1 Comment »Just as we lose one piece of reality TV shite, yes, along comes another.
Is there any chance that people are going to get sick of these reality series? Personally speaking I’ve never seen the appeal of Big Brother, and as for the self-publicising aggrandisement that is Flop Idol/ Lame Academy/ Y? Factor/ Flopstars/ so forth, so fifth, it’s pretty much beyond me too.
A bunch of (loose terminology) singers, all doing covers, with no coverage given to those who can a) show any true originality, b) posess the skill to play any musical instrument (I suspect the triangle is beyond most of ’em) or c) show any talent or skill – like, say, song-writing. It’s just a variation on “money for old rope”.
The *cough* winner of the last Y? Factor admittedly managed a Number one single and album, but since then has already been dumped by his record label for not fulfilling his potential. Quite what the potential was, I don’t know – except as that aforementioned old rope merchant.
And as Herself said while watching bits of it,
“I bet there’s psychologists all over the country saying ‘I recognise that one – knew they’d be on something like this”
Slashing and Summary
Posted: Mon 22 August, 2005 Filed under: General Leave a comment »Well, today is truly not a summer’s day. It’s chucking it down – not quite a thunderstorm, but equally not far off. Still, at least I can just sit in the office and watch other people get wet. Much more fun.
The weekend was actually fairly busy in the end – failure to find the other two car dealerships resulted in us ending up just going for the car we were 98% certain to be getting anyway. Well, I say failure to find, but it actually amounts to “could see on the other side of the dual carriageway, and when we tried turning round there was no feasible way to do so without travelling round another four miles of Reading’s inescapable one-way system, so we thought ‘fuck this’ and went home”
So on Thursday we become the owners of a slate-grey Focus 1.6. It’ll do all we want, and should be a lot more fun.
Other than that, I finally got out and had a proper drivbe on my own. A lot of people had warned me that it was weird doing the first bit of proper driving without an instructor burbling “slow down, turn right, change gear, blah blah blah“, but to be honest I didn’t have any real issue with it at all. Still, it was fun.
I’m sure I’ll burble on more about these things later, but for now for some reason I’m just not in the mood…
Mr Big
Posted: Sun 21 August, 2005 Filed under: General 1 Comment »Caution: Criminal Mastermind at work.
Funniest thing all day.
Accessible?
Posted: Sat 20 August, 2005 Filed under: Geeky, Thoughts Leave a comment »Would someone remind me why the blue blazing fiddly fuck I’m bothering to use Access at all? I’m realising more and more what an amazingly useless user-hostile bucket of fuckpigs it really is.
Sodding thing. Piece o’ crap.
Car hunting
Posted: Sat 20 August, 2005 Filed under: Resolutions, Travel Leave a comment »Over this weekend, we’re going to be looking at getting a new car. Not a completely brand-new “fresh from the garage” one, but a car that’s new to us, at least. Currently Herself has a Ford Fiesta, which is fine for her but for me is – let’s say – comical. I’m 6’4″, and built like the proverbial shithouse, so a Fiesta is kind of cramped and compact. Which is phrasing things tactfully.
Anyway, we’re going to be looking at going up a size when it comes to cars – we’re pretty sure of what we’ll be getting, it’s just dependent on fun stuff like price.
Anyway, I’m sure I’ll write more about it after the weekend, but yeah, that’s the kind of fun stuff that this weekend holds for us.
Badger
Posted: Fri 19 August, 2005 Filed under: Health, Thoughts 1 Comment »Over the last week I’ve been feeling – to put it tactfully – rougher than a badger’s arse in wintertime. It started last Friday on the train, where it was chuffing freezing thanks to an overzealous application of the air-conditioning. Probably going from train to smoky pub didn’t help in the long run, but anyway, by the end of the night my throat was feeling decidedly dodgy. Ah well, it’d been loud and smoky, it’ll wear off I’m sure.
How wrong I was. Saturday it was worse, and by the time I got home on Sunday I was beginning to sound like some kind of 0898 chatline porn bint, I was so husky. Generous dosings of paracetamol and so on have meant it’s eased off a fair bit over the course of the week, but now it’s Friday evening, and I’m back to feeling rough.
Sore throat, plus additional cold stuff (sneezing and snot, primarily) mean it’s likely to be another couple of days feeling blocked up and shitty.
I’m not going to make out it’s flu, or anything “male” like that – it’s just a bummer that I feel like shite. Ah well.
And why is it that these things always kick in on a weekend, rather than during the working week?
2,900
Posted: Fri 19 August, 2005 Filed under: D4D™ 1 Comment »Somehow I’ve now managed to write a grand total (according to WordPress) of 2,900 posts on d4d™
That really is going some – just under 1,000 posts per year of d4d™’s life.
I really, really need to get out more, don’t I?