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Posts archive for: 11 June, 2007
  • The answer you've all be waiting for...

    So how do you get a piano in a Ford Mondeo.

    Well the obvious answer is that you don't... well not in one piece anyway.

    So I didn't.

    But Big Strong John will hopefully have room in his Big White Van and he'll pick it up for me at some point... with me and Brad helping him of course because it weighs a mother-fuckin' tonne!

    So tonight, instead of playing my new piano or playing on the wii redesigning my blog I shall be painting the bathroom.

    I've just sugar-soaped it and am now about to paint it.

  • Some folks say it's impossible.

    Ten minutes left at work and for some reason I'm starting to feel a bit pissed off. I think it could be because I'm not happy with my blog design.

    Mind you, I rarely am. I loved the one AJ did with Wentworth and the tiara etc.

    I shall spend some tonight playing on my new piano and on the wii trying to come up with something.

  • Blog Design

    I think this'll do for now.

    I really can't make my mind up.

  • Help me please!!!

    I have to get one of these

    piano and stool

    into one of these

    fordmondeo

    Advice please.

  • Hmm...

    I think it might be time for a blog redesign.

    Waddayafink?

  • Monday Rant

    Jeremy Kyle
    I have a distant cousin (by marriage only) who works on the Jeremy Kyle show. He’s quite high up and has the power to pull episodes if he so wishes. On June 18th ITV will be airing an episode of the Jeremy Kyle Show where a convicted paedophile is one of the people chatting. He tries to justify his crimes. His wife is sat with him. She knew of his conviction before she married him. So she could marry him and live with him she put her teenage daughter into care. She then had a child with this guy. One member of the audience was so disgusted by the story she was physically sick.
    Pull the episode. Don’t show it. It’s just wrong! Very very fucking wrong!

    Drivers
    Red lights. We see them every day in various different places. They can often mean different things. Red lights on cookers often mean the oven is on. Sometimes red lights appear on computers to tell you the hard-drive is busy working away. The red light has often been associated with prostitution. But… red lights found at the top of traffic lights… you know the ones that are red, amber and green, well they mean stop. This is very important. At traffic lights it’ll stop you getting hit by other silly cars going through on green. At road works there is often only one lane free. If you go through on red then you could end up facing a truck coming the other way that, stupidly, went through on green. I know, he should have known better maybe, but he didn’t see you coming. In fact, not only did he not see you coming he didn’t see the other five cars that went through on red as well. Now red lights are also found at the back of cars. Sometimes they are there all the time but other times they just seem to flash. These are not disco lights. These are brake lights. It means I’m stopping. Now if you’re behind me you’re privileged enough to be looking at three brake lights. Two just above the bumper, at either side of the car, and then one on the rear windscreen, at eye level. If you see them light up it means I’m slowing down, if not stopping. This is your cue to do the same because if I stop and you don’t, well you will soon enough.

    Pendragon Waste Management
    The green sheet covering the skip on the back of your truck is to stop debris falling out. It is not a sail. And to the driver – snot is not a breakfast food.

    Elton John
    You are not a gay icon. You are just gay, and that makes me very ashamed to also be gay. I, on the other hand, am a gay icon* and enjoy the status that comes with it.

    Time
    You are moving too quickly, please slow down.

    Big Brother
    Get Seany out. He scares me. His eyes scare me. He is psychotic and will kill someone before long.

    Chris Moyles
    I still fucking hate you, you useless piece of shit.

    *In my world

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