Listening to: Bloc Party - Bloc Party
What a weekend! Fully packed, no time for blogging that's for sure! Im still chuckling over the discovery of Mr Potato Heads new alias, as the dreaded 'Darth Tater'. That helped me to get through the days of non-stop lawnmower and hose pipe picking!
Good Friday was a good day for me, as I succeeded in eating NO meat whatsoever. Usually a challenge I succumb to about 12 o'clock each Good Friday! I don't know whether this tradition is too familiar with a lot of people but believe me, I do not follow it because of any religious reasoning. Its just a family tradition which I try my hardest to keep to, plus its a challenge as Im a most proud carnivorous beast. I worked hard and went home with Jen to watch 'Intolerable Cruelty', which was surprisingly good in a cheesy kinda way. Later I paid a visit to my good friend Nathan, who showed me his new gadgets and games. I was wowed, then I retired.
Saturday = work. Then Jen and I met up with the gang at Clare's house where a BBQ was in full flow. After learning about the Welsh result, I needed a good night to wipe away the tears... bring out the D&B! We had a very good night, despite being nearly burnt alive by a raging fire started by Owain. Although we can't complain.... it kept us warm out in the garden!
Easter Sunday was somewhat surreal without the routine of work, so as I tried to adjust to Daylight Savings Time, I gave Syphon Filter : The Omega Strain a go. Disappointing. After a hearty meal the Bear and I (you should know who the Bear is by now) met with Greg and Sarah down the Bay for some Easter Quiz trail action. It was good to see the good ole' Bay again; it seems you can't blink as you will miss what they are building next! Be it an apartment block or the Assembly building (my future workplace?)! We answered the quiz (which was meant for 5 year olds) in style, had eaten awesome ice-cream and touched buttons in the Millennium Centre. Fun Fun!
The regular Sunday quiz was a real mindf**k this week, which was completely unexpected. We had to pit our wits in a 'Dingbats' round and a '5 or under' round and although we gave it our all, we failed to make a big impression on our first mighty gathering in The Three Horseshoes. Alas, theres always next week.
Monday (today) sucked as it meant more work, but on a plus I have eggs to eat, Bloc Party to listen to (who are awesome) and Im seeing some friends tonight. So on this high note, I must depart and wish you well, you most gentlemanly of blogs.
MA Gothic Studies anyone?
Listening to: Kasabian - Kasabian
Thats right, cough up £3,000 and you can sign up to a fully intensive course of Gothic Studies! I have recently been looking at postgraduate courses up and around South Wales to see what will tickle my fancy, and that beauty came from Glamorgan! I have now concluded through sheer laziness anyway that Cardiff is the only way to go - do you seriously think i can be arsed going to Ponty every day? I know some of you guys did before but it ain't for me!
The course that my eye is on (providing its still going ahead) is MSc Welsh Politics and Government, which im applying for basically because im not ready for the real world yet - Im sure it will kick me right up the arse at this moment in time! So another year in uni wouldn't go a miss I suppose.
Today has mainly consisted of walking through town with Jen, although now I must knuckle down to some hardcore working. The cheese and beans jacket potato for lunch has filled me with determination, a quality I wish my body could produce itself! I now look forward to football, as the game tonight could go either way. Good luck to both teams anyway!
I now must continue to read about 'Wales - The Pygmy Nation'. Its a barrel of laughs I tell 'ya! Anyways Senor Blog, adios amigo.
Thats right, cough up £3,000 and you can sign up to a fully intensive course of Gothic Studies! I have recently been looking at postgraduate courses up and around South Wales to see what will tickle my fancy, and that beauty came from Glamorgan! I have now concluded through sheer laziness anyway that Cardiff is the only way to go - do you seriously think i can be arsed going to Ponty every day? I know some of you guys did before but it ain't for me!
The course that my eye is on (providing its still going ahead) is MSc Welsh Politics and Government, which im applying for basically because im not ready for the real world yet - Im sure it will kick me right up the arse at this moment in time! So another year in uni wouldn't go a miss I suppose.
Today has mainly consisted of walking through town with Jen, although now I must knuckle down to some hardcore working. The cheese and beans jacket potato for lunch has filled me with determination, a quality I wish my body could produce itself! I now look forward to football, as the game tonight could go either way. Good luck to both teams anyway!
I now must continue to read about 'Wales - The Pygmy Nation'. Its a barrel of laughs I tell 'ya! Anyways Senor Blog, adios amigo.
The Lindisfarne Conspiracy
Good eve to all and of course to you, my trusty blog. I feel so naughty for not leaving some 'appenings in 'ere over the last couple of days, however my quick run down I hope will redeem any misdemeanors.
History was made on Saturday, as our rugby lads put some pride back into our nation. Its so nice to see our rugby team on the front of all the national press pages for change! With all Sweet Chariots most definitely derailed for this Six Nations campaign, each Welshperson can enjoy a certain spring in their step! Despite Irish hearts being broken in Cardiff this weekend, its always good to know they are gracious in defeat. Thats why you have to love the Irish - they are our brothers, no longer how strong the rivalry is.
I was sadly condemned to working at the Argos slave-house during the big match, however we were allowed to have a TV in the stockroom to watch the game which was cool I guess. A pint of Brains I suppose would have been asking too much! After the game I went out for a meal with Jen and her family which included drunk and jubilant Welsh fans, a limited choice menu and helium inhaling (not necessarily in that order!). The night was very enjoyable.
Sunday consisted of more back-breaking labour, although the day was quiet..... almost an eerie kind of quiet. Post Argos however, in light of the recent corruption at the Deri, the quiz gang decided that a new venue was necessary. After Jen and I fiddled with the Brains website for a bit, we discovered the Three Horseshoes in Gabalfa, boasts a good quiz at a good time. Result! Jen, Dale, Clare and I made the trek into pastures new and were pleasantly surprised. THERE WAS NO ONE THERE! The quiz was even in doubt as 'enough people need to turn up' to quote the barman. To our relief the quiz was saved in the nick of time by a flurry of punters...... but we still lost (surprised?). The questions were a tad dodgy as im still sure Scotland's Holy Isle is Lindisfarne, which the quizmaster stated was the correct answer, however it was changed thanks to some other teams as they reckoned the answer was Iona. GRRRRR! I know im right damn it! Plus..... West Ham..... The 'Irons'? Not in our lifetime!!! Despite my bickering and moaning however, a lot of fun was had and this new venue was a good idea.
Just seen 'Hostage', a refreshing alternative to all the other Die Hard crap Bruce Willis usually gets up to. Its worth a look, but not if you're sqeamish. Before that, me and the Bear braved the wet weather to see Raglan Castle which I was very impressed with. Pictures will soon be on the blog of what Jen took from her phone! Be patient young ones! One day I will explain my very love for castles around Wales and how me and Jen want to see them all (even if there lots of steps, right Jen?), but now I must get to bed. Not even Rage Against The Machine can keep me awake, so for now I bid you a very weary adieu.
History was made on Saturday, as our rugby lads put some pride back into our nation. Its so nice to see our rugby team on the front of all the national press pages for change! With all Sweet Chariots most definitely derailed for this Six Nations campaign, each Welshperson can enjoy a certain spring in their step! Despite Irish hearts being broken in Cardiff this weekend, its always good to know they are gracious in defeat. Thats why you have to love the Irish - they are our brothers, no longer how strong the rivalry is.
I was sadly condemned to working at the Argos slave-house during the big match, however we were allowed to have a TV in the stockroom to watch the game which was cool I guess. A pint of Brains I suppose would have been asking too much! After the game I went out for a meal with Jen and her family which included drunk and jubilant Welsh fans, a limited choice menu and helium inhaling (not necessarily in that order!). The night was very enjoyable.
Sunday consisted of more back-breaking labour, although the day was quiet..... almost an eerie kind of quiet. Post Argos however, in light of the recent corruption at the Deri, the quiz gang decided that a new venue was necessary. After Jen and I fiddled with the Brains website for a bit, we discovered the Three Horseshoes in Gabalfa, boasts a good quiz at a good time. Result! Jen, Dale, Clare and I made the trek into pastures new and were pleasantly surprised. THERE WAS NO ONE THERE! The quiz was even in doubt as 'enough people need to turn up' to quote the barman. To our relief the quiz was saved in the nick of time by a flurry of punters...... but we still lost (surprised?). The questions were a tad dodgy as im still sure Scotland's Holy Isle is Lindisfarne, which the quizmaster stated was the correct answer, however it was changed thanks to some other teams as they reckoned the answer was Iona. GRRRRR! I know im right damn it! Plus..... West Ham..... The 'Irons'? Not in our lifetime!!! Despite my bickering and moaning however, a lot of fun was had and this new venue was a good idea.
Just seen 'Hostage', a refreshing alternative to all the other Die Hard crap Bruce Willis usually gets up to. Its worth a look, but not if you're sqeamish. Before that, me and the Bear braved the wet weather to see Raglan Castle which I was very impressed with. Pictures will soon be on the blog of what Jen took from her phone! Be patient young ones! One day I will explain my very love for castles around Wales and how me and Jen want to see them all (even if there lots of steps, right Jen?), but now I must get to bed. Not even Rage Against The Machine can keep me awake, so for now I bid you a very weary adieu.
The Pimp swaps his funky threads
For those expecting the Pimp to address you on this eventful blog, I'm afraid I must disappoint my followers as I have changed my flamboyant attire for something a little more casual. So from today onwards I am the original 'Joe Bloggs' - the one and only quality blogger which is committed to keeping the public clothed with my shenanigans. I must give thanks to Paul for the name (it should have been so obvious!) plus a very happy birthday to him for yesterday.
Just watched possibly my fave childhood TV show, Fireman Sam. It still brings a chuckle when Mrs Price screams 'NORMAN!!' in possibly the strongest and most recognizable Taffy accent ever. The BBC should really put the show on a lot more, or maybe I should be awake earlier so I can watch it.
I'm still strangely happy after the Plaid Cymru candidate for my area replied to my email, although I'm sure the reply is slightly worrying Jen. I think this is mainly because he wants to meet up with me for coffee........ interpret that as you wish! I emailed him originally because I wanted to know what the party plan to do to better Grangetown (I'm sure some of you will say that an atomic bomb would be necessary) and that Labour and the Lib Dems have given out more info leaflets than Plaid do. The fact that he emailed me has surprised me so much, as I was expecting some secretary to fob me off with some crap telling me to read the web site (www.plaidcymru.org for your info) or something like that. See, politicians aren't all that bad! Although that depends on how he likes his coffee...... eeeeewwww!
Just to say also that I had a good night at the George for Paul's birthday get-together. Fine ales, fine company - God damn it, that's the way its meant to be!!!! Hope those who braved the cold into town had an awesome time and that your hangovers were small and curable!
I also have a million thankyous to give Jen for her help with my essays. Once more she has played English teacher which helps me a great deal. God bless her and her correct grammar, spelling and punctuation. Also I give a shout out to John Peck and Martin Coyle, my new idols for the next month whilst I write my dissertation. Their handy dandy guide to writing is fool proof! Even idiots like me can improve their essay writing style!
Speaking of dissertations hanging over my head, I better get some work done. So until next time my lovable blog, keep it real.
Just watched possibly my fave childhood TV show, Fireman Sam. It still brings a chuckle when Mrs Price screams 'NORMAN!!' in possibly the strongest and most recognizable Taffy accent ever. The BBC should really put the show on a lot more, or maybe I should be awake earlier so I can watch it.
I'm still strangely happy after the Plaid Cymru candidate for my area replied to my email, although I'm sure the reply is slightly worrying Jen. I think this is mainly because he wants to meet up with me for coffee........ interpret that as you wish! I emailed him originally because I wanted to know what the party plan to do to better Grangetown (I'm sure some of you will say that an atomic bomb would be necessary) and that Labour and the Lib Dems have given out more info leaflets than Plaid do. The fact that he emailed me has surprised me so much, as I was expecting some secretary to fob me off with some crap telling me to read the web site (www.plaidcymru.org for your info) or something like that. See, politicians aren't all that bad! Although that depends on how he likes his coffee...... eeeeewwww!
Just to say also that I had a good night at the George for Paul's birthday get-together. Fine ales, fine company - God damn it, that's the way its meant to be!!!! Hope those who braved the cold into town had an awesome time and that your hangovers were small and curable!
I also have a million thankyous to give Jen for her help with my essays. Once more she has played English teacher which helps me a great deal. God bless her and her correct grammar, spelling and punctuation. Also I give a shout out to John Peck and Martin Coyle, my new idols for the next month whilst I write my dissertation. Their handy dandy guide to writing is fool proof! Even idiots like me can improve their essay writing style!
Speaking of dissertations hanging over my head, I better get some work done. So until next time my lovable blog, keep it real.
Grand Slam Fever and the Grand Sav Fool
With 'Super Saturday' looming, it makes you step back and think about what it will mean for us as Welshmen and Welshwomen. To win on Saturday, no longer will we always say, 'oh but our rugby team were much better in the 70's and the 80's', but we will be able to be a part of the Welsh team of the future. We have witnessed a rugby revolution, one which we can tell our kids about one day. How Gav kicked our well-resourced neighbours into oblivion, how Murrayfield was a sea of red singing powerfully the terrace hymns of 'Deliah' and 'Cwm Rhondda', and how we walked away with the Northern Hemisphere's greatest rugby union prize by defeating all who stood in our way. Great isn't it?
Im not one to get caught up in such hysteria, but I find it hard not to. Come on Wales, do it for us!
Concerning the more circular-balled side of things, Robbie Savage has thrown everything straight back into turmoil by announcing his international retirement at 30(!). I once admired Sav, who always had always remembered the trusty motto 'Never say die' when he graced the red shirt of Wales. He has now quit Wales, his reasons are still disputed. It seems however that Toshack told him he was out of the Welsh squad for the next two games, which Sav was not clearly 'aving. Whatever his problem with Toshack was, I just hope it doesn't affect the rest of the squad. The last thing we want as we approach a double header against the Austrians in two weeks is dissent amongst the Welsh ranks. We all know that the long haired midfielder will come crawling back, but this time I don't think he will be so lucky.
Meanwhile back to things more local Im still writing essays and listening to the new stuff from the Phonics. I hope to see Jen later for which will be an eventful and interesting experience as always! She's going to see the Thrills tonight, which to my surprise, I have heard absolutely nothing from. She hasn't got a clue either what to expect which I also find quite comical! Im sure she'll post all the details from her night on her own blog.
Until next time Mr Blog, take care of yourself and get a shiny red shirt for next Saturday.
Im not one to get caught up in such hysteria, but I find it hard not to. Come on Wales, do it for us!
Concerning the more circular-balled side of things, Robbie Savage has thrown everything straight back into turmoil by announcing his international retirement at 30(!). I once admired Sav, who always had always remembered the trusty motto 'Never say die' when he graced the red shirt of Wales. He has now quit Wales, his reasons are still disputed. It seems however that Toshack told him he was out of the Welsh squad for the next two games, which Sav was not clearly 'aving. Whatever his problem with Toshack was, I just hope it doesn't affect the rest of the squad. The last thing we want as we approach a double header against the Austrians in two weeks is dissent amongst the Welsh ranks. We all know that the long haired midfielder will come crawling back, but this time I don't think he will be so lucky.
Meanwhile back to things more local Im still writing essays and listening to the new stuff from the Phonics. I hope to see Jen later for which will be an eventful and interesting experience as always! She's going to see the Thrills tonight, which to my surprise, I have heard absolutely nothing from. She hasn't got a clue either what to expect which I also find quite comical! Im sure she'll post all the details from her night on her own blog.
Until next time Mr Blog, take care of yourself and get a shiny red shirt for next Saturday.
Superman
First I must apologise for the lack of postage for I have been attempting an essay, much to my dismay. However, because I have been essay writing I have very little to report anyway! Im still writing it by the way, me being the lazy swine I am. I can't promise daily posting, but I will try!
The weekly trip up to the Deri for the quiz was once more very disappointing, despite the largest turn out ever! We thought we nailed it (again) and when we were informed of the results we missed out by 4. Its too hard I tells ya! Although I'd gladly miss the top score by 40 just to see Chris tipsy again :) You don't see that often enough!! My faith in humanity was also restored after the best quiz team name contest - the bar staff are now not just sick and twisted, but also sad enough to accept REALLY poor ass kissing. Despite our losses, a great night was enjoyed by all.
One other point I have to record, is the new Stereophonics album. Agreeing not to get it after consulting the Barmat of Knowledge, I was listening to Red Dragon on my way home from uni (which is rare) and the opening track 'Superman' which was played blew me away! I got the CD and for once I was no disappointed by a recent Phonics album. I had to tell Jen as soon as I could to express my excitement! The glory days are back! But not enough for me to wait in the freezing cold for an autograph. Not just yet.
The weekly trip up to the Deri for the quiz was once more very disappointing, despite the largest turn out ever! We thought we nailed it (again) and when we were informed of the results we missed out by 4. Its too hard I tells ya! Although I'd gladly miss the top score by 40 just to see Chris tipsy again :) You don't see that often enough!! My faith in humanity was also restored after the best quiz team name contest - the bar staff are now not just sick and twisted, but also sad enough to accept REALLY poor ass kissing. Despite our losses, a great night was enjoyed by all.
One other point I have to record, is the new Stereophonics album. Agreeing not to get it after consulting the Barmat of Knowledge, I was listening to Red Dragon on my way home from uni (which is rare) and the opening track 'Superman' which was played blew me away! I got the CD and for once I was no disappointed by a recent Phonics album. I had to tell Jen as soon as I could to express my excitement! The glory days are back! But not enough for me to wait in the freezing cold for an autograph. Not just yet.
Liverpool - Strongest UK team in Europe?!?
Dear Mr Blog I open tonight's exciting edition in great disbelief that Liverpool actually outclassed another European team! It was a delight to see the Kop actually win by a good 3 goals away from home! But can we get to Istanbul? You bet your ass the Reds will meet the 'Mourinho Moaner' along the way, resulting in a horrible crash and burn at the Bridge. Ah well, here's to next season anyway. Maybe we can win the Mickey Mouse league cup next year instead.
I was treated to another day of random hijinx from Jen - today we discussed the chances of her being eaten by clowns when she goes to bed. Im sure by now you have already learnt of Jen's fear of these face-painted funnymen from her own blog, so this news is stale. However I hope I have reached a breakthrough tonight!
Thats enough from me for one night, until tomorrow when I bore you once more, I bid you adieu and good night.
I was treated to another day of random hijinx from Jen - today we discussed the chances of her being eaten by clowns when she goes to bed. Im sure by now you have already learnt of Jen's fear of these face-painted funnymen from her own blog, so this news is stale. However I hope I have reached a breakthrough tonight!
Thats enough from me for one night, until tomorrow when I bore you once more, I bid you adieu and good night.
The Pimp is bloggin'!
What up homies?!
The pimp has now joined the blogging bandwagon and is throwing his exploits on this page. I must thank Jen sooooo much in helping this blog come to life! Anyways stay tuned for further developments and remember:
Wear your celtic bling with pride.
The pimp has now joined the blogging bandwagon and is throwing his exploits on this page. I must thank Jen sooooo much in helping this blog come to life! Anyways stay tuned for further developments and remember:
Wear your celtic bling with pride.
