Archive for August, 2006

Still no reply from John Reid

Posted in General on August 30, 2006 by Steve

The chicken-shit cunt.
All mouth and nae fists.
Typical New Labour.
I will fight you anywhere.
Though this week is good, as I’m off work…

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Radiohead and Beck

Posted in General on August 29, 2006 by Steve

Superb show.
The Beck puppets were excellent, as was the film about them.
Special merit for the ‘High and Dry’ reference.
Finishing with ‘Where It’s At’ and ‘E-Pro’ was wise, too.
Radiohead were as obstinate as ever, only three tracks from ‘The Bends’.
Got a bit dusty during ‘FPT’, I must say.
‘Creep’ to end the second encore was nice.
Seen them twice, seen them do ‘Creep’ twice.
Must put me in the minority.
Can’t wait to see them again.
I owe certain folk tickets. Big style.

Bill Hicks – Slight Return

Posted in General on August 29, 2006 by Steve

Saw Chas Early’s show again this year at the Fringe.
Three hundred odd people there, as opposed to the eighty last time.
The Legend and Tomniblob (both first timers) enjoyed it, though.
Excellent, but a sad indictment of the state of the world.
An actor, pretending to be a dead comedian, is as good as it gets.
I will now light myself on fire.
Early was savvy enough to incorporate such concerns into the material, at least.
It’s up to us now, people.
It’s up to us to change the world.
Bill would approve of the sentiment.

Never Drinking Again

Posted in General on August 29, 2006 by Steve

Fourteen hour session on Saturday.
Ladies and Gentlemen, your staff Family Fun Day!
Skint and rough forever.
Seem to have upset Badgergirl, as well.
Gutted.
No memory of how, or why.

Nature Watch

Posted in General on August 24, 2006 by Steve

On the way back from Radiohead (more on that later).
The Legend and I saved a badger.
By not running it over.
I plan to impress Badgergirl with this story later.
In truth, it probably would’ve killed us.
The thing was at least three foot long.
We were in a Suzuki jeep.
No contest.

Last night’s dream

Posted in General on August 24, 2006 by Steve

I was fighting Home Secretary John Reid.
I hate that fucker.
Leaving aside; the Iraq war, civil liberty infringements, end of Labour values etc.
I just fucking hate him.
You just know he acts the hard man all the time at work.
He, of course, bullies politicians for a living.
No real people, then.
That’s why I want to fight him, on national television.
Kick his cunt in. Live, in front of the whole nation.
C’mon Reid. I dare you. I fucking dare you.
You shiting cunt.

Poverty

Posted in General on August 19, 2006 by Steve

Weekend before payday.
I, of course, have no money whatsoever.
Fuck knows where I’ll find cash for Radiohead on Tuesday.
Hopefully, the money (due Wednesday) will be in Tuesday night.
Fascinating series of social events upcoming.
A curry with my (gasp!) work colleagues, followed by the work’s annual family “fun day”.
Sweet Jesus.
Hicks show the following Monday to start a week off!
Huzzah!
Which means I’ll be skint for the rest of next month.
Oh, well…