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Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Champeeeeeuuuunss Champeeeuuuuuunss


Liverpool 3 - 3 AC Milan (Liverpool win 3-2 on penalties)
3 - nil down and out at half time, :( .. but
Stevie G, 8th wonder of the world, inspires the greatest comeback of European, nay, world football history.

I is happy




Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Oh No, her boobs have shrunk


"The look of Lara Croft has also changed. She looks far more like her original incarnation, rather than the busty heroine she morphed into for some of the later games. "

Monday, May 23, 2005

Mister Underhills blog takes a sinister turn

Thursday, May 19, 2005

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Tuesday, May 17, 2005

choices choices choices

Will I get my Playstation 3 in Black, Silver or White?


"In a dig at Microsoft, Sony said the processor was twice as fast as the one in the Xbox 360."

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Use The Force

Staying on the Star Wars theme, I found this great piece of memorabilia on good ole eBay.
The probe droid that Luke used for Light Saber training.

I decided to ask a "tongue in cheek" question as to whether it hovered! (Unfortunately it doesn't)

Use The Force


Following a lunch-time chat and subsequent surf about all things Star Wars I stumbled upon this most excellent website. Someone has transformed the entire Episode 4 film into animated ASCII. Why, you ask? Why Not, I retort?

Thursday, May 05, 2005

You think you’ve got problems


Due to the release of HHGTTG, I thought I'd better watch it and give you my review:

Now, I am unable to compare the film with the book as I read it when I was about 12 and my memory is much like that of a Pangarion Snookleflumper that has been snookled by an ostrich. In fact I may not have been 12 at all due to said snookled memory. In any case, to compare a film with a book is slightly ridiculous as a book has words printed on paper, whereas a film has flashy moving pictures and a synchronised soundtrack, no comparison. Maybe to compare it with the radio show would be fairer, but I'm not going to.
It seems the film has been getting more than a few bad reviews, apart from a rather glowing review from Douglas Adams' brother, which in part may be due to his future wellbeing relying on its success. With this in mind I have decided to give the film a good review. It’s good; it’s really good, honest guvnor. I will not be going into any further detail as to why, as this may spoil your enjoyment of the film if you decide to watch it. There is of course the added prejudice of me liking (supposedly) bad films such as Mrs Doubtfire, Catwoman and Universal Soldier. If you would like a more comprehensive review (I believe the apt term for this is known as a ‘spoiler’) then I would suggest you go and see it, then remember the thoughts you have during the film and write them all down. Or, jump up and down 364 times while juggling 2 tomatoes and an Egyptian vase valued over 37p.

N.B. (spoiler alert): I do have to forewarn you that there is one really bad (non-Douglas Adams) joke within the film that you have to be prepared to cringe at. Other audience members may laugh at this point but they will probably be {CENSORED}.

How to scare the kids - Part 2

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

Bunch of Arse

A news item with both Dr Who AND an iPod, Taoski will be wetting his Pants.

Sunny day, sweeping the clouds away

Loved the alternative version of the "Homeland Security Advisory System Terror Alert" as blogged by Captain Beefheart, that I just had to change my template.
Matches my Sesame Street socks perfectly.

NB: Picture does not represent actual socks worn

bleurgh

I've been away from blogland for a while, partly due to attending a family funeral, and subsequently being struck down by the Plague (Where does mucus come from anyway?). But to all my regulars, yes you in the shorts, I'm back with my random ramblings (ramblings being the in-operative word).
Buckets of Phlegm