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Wrestle poodles and win!
Jun. 30th, 2007 10:25 amI was honestly more stressed yesterday by the closure of Fopp and how close the day was when it wasn't chucking down than I was by yet more failed terrorists. Twats.
Green Feet was jolly good fun. I do wish comedy comperes wouldn't feel obliged to do all that 'practice clapping' nonsense, though; it just makes me want to not clap anyone at all, which would be unfair when all the acts were at least briefly amusing. Single finest observation was one by the last chap, a comical looking geezer with conventionally confused politics who was nonetheless correct in noting "Voting at general elections is just about deciding how loudly you're going to be shouting "CVNT!" at the TV".
I was on later than anticipated, but I think by playing to a handful of drunk people who wanted to dance I had one of my more satisfactory outings, and still managed to get a couple of environmental tracks in:
( Shoulda saved those bottles, shoulda saved those cans, should oughta listened to that drastic man )
Plus, I seized my last chance to smoke while DJing; satisfactory at the time, but now I feel like my sinuses are about to fall out.
I see that Gordon Brown is asserting his socialist credentials by finding a job for the odious Digby Jones, friend of the long hours culture, foe of new bank holidays, and generally as much the stereotype of the oppressive mill owner as one could ever hope to meet. Well, Gordon, you've managed to disillusion me even faster than Tony did, which I suppose could be construed as an achievement of sorts.
The story's not actually as cool as the headline, but still -"First genome transplant turns one species into another".
edit: The new Smashing Pumpkins single sounds like the Manics, and not in a good way.
Green Feet was jolly good fun. I do wish comedy comperes wouldn't feel obliged to do all that 'practice clapping' nonsense, though; it just makes me want to not clap anyone at all, which would be unfair when all the acts were at least briefly amusing. Single finest observation was one by the last chap, a comical looking geezer with conventionally confused politics who was nonetheless correct in noting "Voting at general elections is just about deciding how loudly you're going to be shouting "CVNT!" at the TV".
I was on later than anticipated, but I think by playing to a handful of drunk people who wanted to dance I had one of my more satisfactory outings, and still managed to get a couple of environmental tracks in:
( Shoulda saved those bottles, shoulda saved those cans, should oughta listened to that drastic man )
Plus, I seized my last chance to smoke while DJing; satisfactory at the time, but now I feel like my sinuses are about to fall out.
I see that Gordon Brown is asserting his socialist credentials by finding a job for the odious Digby Jones, friend of the long hours culture, foe of new bank holidays, and generally as much the stereotype of the oppressive mill owner as one could ever hope to meet. Well, Gordon, you've managed to disillusion me even faster than Tony did, which I suppose could be construed as an achievement of sorts.
The story's not actually as cool as the headline, but still -"First genome transplant turns one species into another".
edit: The new Smashing Pumpkins single sounds like the Manics, and not in a good way.
