“Suitable for 15 years or older. Films in this category can be about anything, say ‘fuck’ a lot, probably get to see all sorts of guns and shooting, but no open heart surgery with a knife. Most ‘R’ rated films in America fit into this category. “
Examples: Alien, The Sixth Sense
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Some labour loving lefty hippy mates of mine are about to open a Deli in my labour loving hippy home town.
They are currently doing the round-robin email thing and are after a name for said establishment so i thought i would open it to the outside world to make a suggestion.
Think sandals (and socks), wicker shopping baskets, 1960s style teachers, social workers, archaeologists and folk music and you kind of got the demographic for the area.
Throw in Viz, carry on films and a heavy dose of drunken sexual innuendo and toilet humour and you have nailed the personality of my mates.
Make the name relevant to both!
Free cup of Deli Coffee (probably bought by me) if your name is chosen!
Just been browsing the excellent Flickr site again and found a link which shows you the comments that you left on someone elses photos and then the subsequent comments after. This is totally amazing as it lets me find all those little one liners i have decided to leave for people which i would probably never find again.
We need something in Blogger like this! A way to find comments you have left would be cool. I have tried Googling for my Blogger name and stuff like that but it does’nt work. Ideas anyone?
I bet a bit of nifty Javascript to the Blogger API would get it working.
ps..Anyone coming here after seeing a comment i left you, please say hi – just so i can remember where i have been!
Just found a way around the limit on uploading to my Flickr account. In your Flickr account you can set up an address to email pics to. I just tested this and it accepted one! w00t! I sent it a small one first, then a biggie – like my last few:
Welcome to Flickr! ha ha ha
Flickr is a pretty amazing website.
But i totally maxed out my months free bandwidth on there by upping some pics in the stylie of Mr pink SwimPig. Of course, i meant to upload the lower quality smaller pics – but i was so busy shovelling shite at work today i did the wrong folder – oops!
Anyway, here they are:
I just realised whilst researching links for that last post that i have now been doing “Hardcore Blogging” for 1 year (tomorrow).
In fact, the post date on my very first post is incorrect as i revised it several times so it’s actually longer than a year. Actually, i signed up for blogger on August 2002! So that means…. er…. i’ve been here a very long time.
Wow.
Now, please don’t get me wrong…
I’m not a ranter and i don’t rant, even on my blog. In fact you can check back though my old posts and find only nice things about Hedgehogs, BitTorrent and feeling iPoddy.
But there’s this bloke in the office…
Although i am not a M$ qualified MCSE or even MCP i have been doing iT Support for over 10 years now and i think i pretty much know what i am talking about. I am consistantly the best in my department – in fact, the whole country.
What i do want to rant about is fatty sarcastic contractors trying to tell me how to do my job or how crap our systems are. This chap is forever trying to lord it over me saying things like “god man, your server is so slow… i’ve got better equipment in my bedroom than you have got here… haw haw haw” at the top of his voice or “my god, only USB1? This iT section is pathetic… when I ran an iT company… blah blah blah” and then swanning off chatting on his brand new Motorola RAZR phone. Now i’ve got nothing against contractors – but some of them do seem to have an enourmous chip on their shoulder.
His colleague (also a contractor) is the nicest bloke you could ever meet and once you have helped him he is forever in your debt. Why can’t all people be like this! Of course i know that he is just sucking up to me so he can get what he wants urgently – but i don’t care… one bit! “He who buys the coffee is my friend”. They are not all bad – are they Rick?
As for fatso with “the sarcy comments” and “the swagger” and “the big salary” – he can fuck off!
I spent the last few minutes munching my crisps and settling into the Wiki to find out about Deja Vu, what it is and why it happens. When i am ill i seem to suffer from this more often and thought it would make a good lunchtime study subject. After discovering my level of general knowledge was equal to an 11 year old on Junior Mastermind the other night i thought i had better excercise my grey matter slightly. Still, my kids were impressed i was getting the questions right!
Ah, so my Deja Vu is either a sign of my depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, improper electrical discharge from my brain or an album by Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young. Take your pick! This revelation lead me onto reading about sleep disorders and i found two that i suffer from!
Hypnic Jerk:
This is the involuntary physical jerk or snap reaction you get just before going to sleep. With me it is normally when i am in a dream like state but not fully asleep (like when i am at work) and i am dreaming about doing something physical. Often something like the thought of stepping off a kerb will trigger a reaction. I think it is also the name of a 70s disco dance popularised by an tracksuit wearing, afro sporting white nerd with a moustache and big glasses. “Do the hypnic…!”
Wittmaack-Ekbom or restless leg(s) syndrome:
I get this when i am tired and can’t seem to keep my legs still and feel all fidgety. I always called this “jumpy legs” and associated it with having too much tea, sugar or something. Its nice to know that its just a side effect of my anti psychotic medication.
And there endeth the lesson and we can all sleep safe and sound in our beds.
Well.. we could if it was’nt for the Bruxism! Ggggnnnnnnn!! Grrrrrrr!!
Whilst watching another chilling episode of the possibly staged “Most Haunted” show on LivingTV last night i was yet again disturbed by the clinking and clanking of ghostly spirit noises from my back door.
Mr Tiggywinkle, our resident Hog and most excellent cats dinner bowl cleaner was again scruffling and snorting around outside my back step clearing away any stray food and also leaving its little Hog business all over the place.
We have a little cat out house (read: shitty little expensive plywood kennel that the bloody cat won’t sleep in) which i have now discovered is a makeshift home to the prickly beast. At least it lives under it though or the expensive dress the wife donated for the cat to sleep on might get all dirty!
I think i heard somewhere that Hedgehogs were a “bit dirty” – not in the “get drunk and shag your best mates mum” type of way – in a disease type of way.
I will be clearing away the Hog’s Faeces as soon as i can though as i am sure this could be the worst way to enable the kids to catch anything.
“Look Daddy, a soggy worm…. oh.”
Should i worry? Are they dangerous? Shall i roast it on the barbeque? Or am i just over reacting?
ps. I really had to resist putting a picture of Sonic The Hedgehog on this posting. So heres a link to something cool.
pps. If any of the Most Haunted crew are reading this.. let me know if its all faked. Or invite me on the show. I won’t be scared – honest!
Close your eyes… Picture the scene…
It’s summer. The day has been getting hotter and hotter. As usual the air conditioning is not working in the office and some little runt has swiped your supply of desk fans and rubbed off the secret mark you made underneath in case of such an event. The cocktail of Curry and Cobra lager you had last night has reached its volcanic peak and the brown botty magma is only a few discrete pumps away. Lets face it… you smell – bad!
It’s those kind of days when you (and your colleagues) long for one of these products. Its the only thing that will save you from complete anal meltdown.
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