I found this on the Wikipedia main page in the 'Did You Know' section.
"Did You Know...
...that the Sound Effects Choir can imitate the sounds of a car using only the mouth or other body parts?"
Other body parts? Some things just shouldn't be left to the imagination.
Thursday, 22 March 2007
Wednesday, 21 March 2007
In The Night Garden
I was watching one of the children's tv channels with GF today when on came this new show called 'In The Night Garden.' All of a sudden GF starts laughing her head off which sets me off as well. This has to be one of the freakiest programmes I have ever seen. I was hoping there would be something on YouTube so I could show you just how bizare this show really is but sadly I couldn't find a thing. I'll keep an eye out though because this show has to be seen to be believed. For now you will have to make do with a picture of Makka Pakka, one of the characters on the programme.
Monday, 19 March 2007
A little friendly competition
I've been having trouble getting on to my blog. Not because of the problems I had before, when my connection went down for a month but because Spider has been getting more involved with her own blogging.
I'm hoping this isn't a hint to get an xbox 360 for her to play Elder Scrolls: Oblivion on, but this could be the only way to sneek a go on the computer.
I wouldn't mind but she's getting more visitors to her blog at the moment...
This morning I had to go to a meeting at my previous place of work so I ended up going to lunch with a few of my friends from there. It really made me realise how much I miss having any geeks around to talk to where I am now. Nobody appreciates the important things we discussed, like the correct way to read Alan Moore's 'Lost Girls (sideways)', how unimpressive Paul Gross' autograph is to a Canadian (very) and just what is the correct mime for 'bondage gear (er, any ideas?).'
Happy days.
I'm hoping this isn't a hint to get an xbox 360 for her to play Elder Scrolls: Oblivion on, but this could be the only way to sneek a go on the computer.
I wouldn't mind but she's getting more visitors to her blog at the moment...
This morning I had to go to a meeting at my previous place of work so I ended up going to lunch with a few of my friends from there. It really made me realise how much I miss having any geeks around to talk to where I am now. Nobody appreciates the important things we discussed, like the correct way to read Alan Moore's 'Lost Girls (sideways)', how unimpressive Paul Gross' autograph is to a Canadian (very) and just what is the correct mime for 'bondage gear (er, any ideas?).'
Happy days.
Wednesday, 7 March 2007
The Great Blogger Badger Hunt
Time to catch up with a bit of blogging.
A couple of weeks ago (Friday February 23rd to be precise) Aliemalie, who lives roughly on the other side of the world, somehow managed to be passing through my neck of the woods. While that may sound like a serious wrong turn Aliemalie is currently touring Europe and made some time to meet up with myself and Korova.
Once Korova and I had escaped from work and Aliemalie had found a hotel to stay at we headed off in to the wilds of Kent. Even though the pub we went to was in the middle of nowhere we found our way there easily enough... thanks mainly to Aliemalie. Yes, that's right- the one in our group that was from another country entirely was the one to spot most of the road signs we needed for our 'route' (damn, that joke doesn't work when you type it. Sorry Korova). Let that be a lesson to you- Never trust me for directions. Ever.
Ever.
Anyway, in spite of being in a fairly rural locale we failed to see any badgers, much to our disappointment. They may have gone in to hiding knowing that Korova was coming.
It was great to have the chance to meet up with a blogger all the way from America- someone who ordinarily I would never have met. Unsurprisingly the conversation centred mainly around the three B's- Bees, Badger and Bush (in the political sense I hasten to add), as well as insulting each others taste in music.
While we were driving down the dark country lanes we joked about stumbling across a weirdo walking the roads with a spade slung over one shoulder (as you do). Strangely, once we got back to town and were all stood outside the car Aliemalie and myself turned to Korova to see that just walking up behind him was a weird looking guy carrying what just might possibly have been a spade. Spooky.
It was a very cool night and who knows, maybe next time we could go somewhere the 'locals' know how to get to better than the out of towner. And somewhere with more badgers, obviously.
In other news I had a fantastic drive in to work last week. On Wednesday it took me nearly three hours to get in. There had been an accident on the motorway which when it happens, often backs up the traffic all the way to the town so everyone ends up being late, rushing and then causing more accidents. The 'route' (no, it still doesn't work) I take ground to a complete halt for an hour of the journey, so I just got out a notebook and did some writing while happily listening to my MP3 player. I had the engine of my car turned off so when the traffic started to edge forward again I just took off the handbrake to roll forward a little each time.
Unfortunately my MP3 was having a bit of a mellow day, playing Sarah Mclachlan, Tori Amos and Beth Orton, which meant that by the time the traffic actually started to move forward with all the drivers finally able to use their accelerator pedal, I was so chilled out I had completely forgotten how to drive. I had to carry out a quick mental checklist of what I needed to do to get moving again.
I was probably the most relaxed driver in a traffic jam ever.
A couple of weeks ago (Friday February 23rd to be precise) Aliemalie, who lives roughly on the other side of the world, somehow managed to be passing through my neck of the woods. While that may sound like a serious wrong turn Aliemalie is currently touring Europe and made some time to meet up with myself and Korova.
Once Korova and I had escaped from work and Aliemalie had found a hotel to stay at we headed off in to the wilds of Kent. Even though the pub we went to was in the middle of nowhere we found our way there easily enough... thanks mainly to Aliemalie. Yes, that's right- the one in our group that was from another country entirely was the one to spot most of the road signs we needed for our 'route' (damn, that joke doesn't work when you type it. Sorry Korova). Let that be a lesson to you- Never trust me for directions. Ever.
Ever.
Anyway, in spite of being in a fairly rural locale we failed to see any badgers, much to our disappointment. They may have gone in to hiding knowing that Korova was coming.
It was great to have the chance to meet up with a blogger all the way from America- someone who ordinarily I would never have met. Unsurprisingly the conversation centred mainly around the three B's- Bees, Badger and Bush (in the political sense I hasten to add), as well as insulting each others taste in music.
While we were driving down the dark country lanes we joked about stumbling across a weirdo walking the roads with a spade slung over one shoulder (as you do). Strangely, once we got back to town and were all stood outside the car Aliemalie and myself turned to Korova to see that just walking up behind him was a weird looking guy carrying what just might possibly have been a spade. Spooky.
It was a very cool night and who knows, maybe next time we could go somewhere the 'locals' know how to get to better than the out of towner. And somewhere with more badgers, obviously.
In other news I had a fantastic drive in to work last week. On Wednesday it took me nearly three hours to get in. There had been an accident on the motorway which when it happens, often backs up the traffic all the way to the town so everyone ends up being late, rushing and then causing more accidents. The 'route' (no, it still doesn't work) I take ground to a complete halt for an hour of the journey, so I just got out a notebook and did some writing while happily listening to my MP3 player. I had the engine of my car turned off so when the traffic started to edge forward again I just took off the handbrake to roll forward a little each time.
Unfortunately my MP3 was having a bit of a mellow day, playing Sarah Mclachlan, Tori Amos and Beth Orton, which meant that by the time the traffic actually started to move forward with all the drivers finally able to use their accelerator pedal, I was so chilled out I had completely forgotten how to drive. I had to carry out a quick mental checklist of what I needed to do to get moving again.
I was probably the most relaxed driver in a traffic jam ever.
Thursday, 1 March 2007
Gah! Colour!
Hello and welcome to my new blog that has absolutely nothing to do with any peer pressure to change my template whatsoever. Honest.
I used to be here but now I am here (and if you have just clicked on that second link I hope you have realised just how pointless that was). It's all a bit 'work in progress' at the moment but give me a few days and I'll soon have my sidebar as packed full with rubbish as the last blog. If you are really lucky I might even throw in a few posts.
Farewell to World Called Catastrophe. I shall miss your welcoming... blackness. At least for a few weeks until I decide I'm sick of colour and revert back to my former template. Until then I will start with the end of my last weblog...
Matthew Good- 'In a World Called Catastrophe'
I used to be here but now I am here (and if you have just clicked on that second link I hope you have realised just how pointless that was). It's all a bit 'work in progress' at the moment but give me a few days and I'll soon have my sidebar as packed full with rubbish as the last blog. If you are really lucky I might even throw in a few posts.
Farewell to World Called Catastrophe. I shall miss your welcoming... blackness. At least for a few weeks until I decide I'm sick of colour and revert back to my former template. Until then I will start with the end of my last weblog...
Matthew Good- 'In a World Called Catastrophe'
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