Tuesday 26 June 2007

Heroes

Think i already have made a few comments on how great i think "Heroes" is!

Some of you have probably seen it, but for those of you that haven't....it's like Lost/X-men. Don't want to compare it to that Mutant X thing on sky that had the rubbish Lex Luther from the rubbish Superman (avec Dean Caine).
The characters in it are awesome and story is just something that i could only wish id thought of.
Get on it if you can, i have all of the fist season at home. Just ask if you want to see it.

Going to go home later and watch the last 10 episodes (about 6 hours im guessing). Its SOOOOO good.

Grandma Jessie Turners birthday dinner tomorrow, must not forget!!

Thursday 21 June 2007

Takeshi's Castle

I remember Axl's blog about Kabudee (spelling i know).

And for some reason it made me think of Takeshi's Castle! Its like Pat Sharpe's Fun House (its a whole lotta fun, prizes to be won.....its a real crazy game where anything can be done) ON ACID! with adults & Japanese adults!

Voiced by Craig Charles....so you keep thinking, when is Cat & Kryton going to pop in. Until you realized Kryton did a real life pinnochio and turned from a cyborg into the presenter of Scrapheap Challenge on channel 4 (he also asked me where the pizza's were in Witney Sainsburys when i worked there) And Cat now works behind the bar in The Three Goats-Heads, on St Michaels Street. Once you are over all that you can sit back and laugh one of the greatest shows ever!


http://youtube.com/watch?v=0zpijWy-O-s

Monday 18 June 2007

Larry Fishburne Surfs

I went to watch Fantastic Four yesterday, and it was really good. Far better than the first installment of the Fantastic Four franchise. Lawrence Fishburne is the Silver Surfer's voice (one cool dude's voice, voicing one cool character)

Firstly though I saved myself £1.75 by ordering a student ticket online, then when you put your card in the machine it prints out your "cheaper" ticket....then when you walk past the gormless minion who rips your ticket, they don't even ask for any id / student card! PERFICK!
Is going to the cinema alone weird & wrong? If not why does it feel a bit like that.

One thing that really P!SSED me off, maybe you should know that some of the smallest things really annoy me sometimes e.g.
The little flag that comes up on BBC when someone is offside in a football game??? the game stops for the free kick to be taken so we KNOW its offside! we don't need a poxy flag in the bottom left hand corner every time ! It doesn't come up when the linesman gets it wrong either so what is the point?!?!

The thing that agitated me this time was, when I walked towards screen 7's door (fully laden with big gulp & nachos)....the door had a handle on it, so I had to pull it! Surely the doors should be a "push" door not a "pull". Bad design in my eyes and if I had of dropped my nachos cause of this, they would of known about it I can tell you!
I was thinking of hiding in the toilets for 45mins then I could of gone and watched Pirates 3 also, however I wasn't sure that 7 hours spent in the cinema would be a great way to spend a Sunday.
Hreda were "headlining" Charlbury Festival so off I went there instead of hanging round a cinema, calling in at the pub first. Where I found a couple of travel buddies. Namely Michael (who was basking in the glory of ARF being so awesome the night before) & Becky (who was trying to fit through a A4 sized window panel at the time).

We got to Charlbury in double quick time & enjoyed the humid atmosphere in anticipation of Hreda's "new song" & "secret 4th Hredan" (Tom the Chello-man). Hreda were at their usual best! with a slight faux pas on the new song, after 10 seconds of the intro they halted proceedings and started again. The addition of the Cello was very pleasant on the lug-holes and there was lots of whooping from the Charlbury crowd who hand only hand clapped the previous couple of acts. This may have been down to the Swazye-esq Jamie, sending female hearts a flutter but I think we are all agreed it was all down to the Hreda sound!

This was only meant to be a quick blog about my annoyance of the cinema door's. But thought I would play that off against the nice bits of Sunday too.

Friday 15 June 2007

Deserved Scapegoat

Yesterday i had a formal written warning.... i hold my hands up to making a couple of mistakes recently, as have other people at work.
Maybe i needed a rocket up my arse (not in the literal sense) but i did think a official verbal warning came first.
Everything we do is usually last minute and you have the client demanding it on 1 hand & you have the print dept calling you a w@nker if you bring a rush job down....so its a bit of a lose/lose situation. Good job im thick skinned

If someone in the print dept makes a mistake, the stuff is in the skip quicker than you can say "get that stuff in the skip".....if somethings goes wrong because of me, it seems like, they want to draw attention to it, leave it out for someone to ask whats wrong with that? Oh Leeeee did it wrong.

I know some people at my work actually LIKE people making mistakes so they can draw attention to it! (its like the highlight of their day) One bloke in particular, loves to go straight to the bosses with any slight error.
I have never been like that, and if someones made a mistake i would always try and play it down and resolve the situation. Because of this formal warning, it makes me want to make a list of every error i hear of. I don't think that is conducive to a good working environment, but maybe that is the environment i am already in & should start changing my ways....

This warning was carried out to the letter of the law and will make me a better employee, but i do wonder why they carry out things like this very professionally....but in other aspects e.g. appraisals & pay reviews they have no procedure in place.
Suppose what im saying is they are quick to come down on people, but very very slow in showing appreciation.

I know you shouldn't compare yourself to others, but people have said they can't believe this happened yesterday when there are a few others that this should of happened to also. This just sounds like sour grapes now....but i do think the Boss doesn't like me because i don't, take a great interest in him or laugh at all of his really lame jokes as loudly as others.
So i'll just do the following things and everything should be tickety boo:

Keep my nose clean. -no drugs at work-
Cover my arse. -no bumming at work-


(very self indulgent & boring to read about inter-office politics i imagine....my apologies if you've read through all that)

Tuesday 12 June 2007

My new phone

Iv made a new phone, the battery is potassium powered, you can only make call's on it.
Sending texts & hopefully taking photos may be available in future models. Watch this space!

New to this....

can't really find my round this very well. Iv got my username & password sorted now so might just comment on people unless i have something of merit to say, but when has that ever happened.

Im off to go get some £5 jeans for ASDA wooo!

Trevor Francis tracksuits from a mush in shepards bush

What a SH!TE day i had yesterday!!

Got a phone call in the morning about a interview backdrop that is needed for The Stella Tournament (not a drinking championship as you would think, but a tennis tournament for those not in the know) @ Queens Club, Kensington.

So i went to work and managed to get a 8x4ft panel in my golf and headed for Londinium.
Dropped off the backdrop! "DONE".
Got offered some free passes to watch the tennis! "NICE".
Rang a mate to meet up for a drink! "SWEET".
Got from Kensington to Peckham in 30mins! "AWESOME".
Went to park up, clutch went krrrack! "BOLL*CKS".

(that was all in a Gordon Ramsey, explaining a reciepe stylee from the F-Word)

7 hours later and a fair few pounds lighter off my car ended up outside Mr Clutch on the Cowley road waiting to be fixed.
Bang went the "cheap" weekend i had planned.....trying to look at the positives, now im a member of The AA, that doesn't mean im giving up the booze!
It means if any of you break down, give me a shout and we can blag The AA to help you out. And the recovery vehicle driver told me some great stories about his drug smuggling days.

Also every time i say Mr Clutch it makes me smile.....