Download 2008: Wednesday

Andrew had crashed round mine the night before so we were all ready to go so we headed out and caught the train to Cambridge which is probably my least favourite place in the world. Just full of ignorant bastards that get in the way. As I pointed out once before it's the international capital of people who stop walking in the middle of a busy street.

Anyway we walked from Cambridge train station to the bus station and caught the bus to Milton Keynes. From Milton Keynes we caught the coach to a certain place called Donington Park.

We were supposed to get there at 16.10 but the driver decided to stop at a services for 45 minutes which pissed everyone on the coach off no end. So we had to kick around a service station for 45 minutes with no alcohol (despite looking everywhere!)

We finally arrived and we got through the gates very quickly with barely any waiting and as it was Andrews first time at a Donington Park festival he quite rightly kissed the ground!

We set up tent and headed to the town to get some beer from Co-Op. I thought it would be a good idea to get a bottle for the walk back as well so grabbed a Miller expecting it to be a pull off cap. It wasn't. We finally smashed it open and I did attempt to drink from the broken bottle but stopped when my mouth was bleeding a fair bit.

We got back drank loads of beer and if memory serves correct walked about high fiving loads of people (a precursor of what was to come the next evening).

Passed out drunk in my tent about 1am...

Still here...

It's just that nothing interesting to me at the moment!

Soon as it does, you will be the first to know!

Keep watching the skies...or here.

Better make it here.

Wine Gums

I think a lot of people who know me were awaiting this blog. I was in two minds about it as there is self deprecating and there is just asking for ridicule but I finally decided to post it so enjoy...

The other night I was sitting in bed after a hard day at work and was reading the latest Stephen King book (Duma Key) whilst enjoying a bag of Wine Gums.

I reached the end of a chapter and decided to call it a night. So put the book and the bag of Wine Gums on my chest of drawers and hit the hay.

The next morning I discovered one had come out of the bag.

Initially I thought I had shit myself, as of all the places it had melted was... the area of your body that would make you think you had shit yourself...lets leave it at that.

For some reason- instinct maybe (thought I should put something tough sounding like that to distract away from "I got melted wine gum on my balls") but I reached down...there and discovered it was not poo, but a melted red wine gum.

So there we go, I was late for work due to changing clothes, showering...and having to cut it free.

Hope you enjoyed that story folks.

Till next time.

Genius Videos...

These are from a chat show in the States...for context Sarah Silverman and Jimmy Kimmel are dating...



Then the response...



Then Kevin Smith jumps on the bandwagon...

Till next time.

We Live In A Country...

We live in a country...where it takes murdering 5 people to get a life sentence. Killing a girl and having sex with her corpse just doesn't cut it.

We live in a country...where children's homes turn into graveyards.

We live in a country...where children think its OK to make younger kids perform sex acts on them for use of a trampoline.

We live in a country...where the tabloids control our opinions on what news story is important.

We live in a country...where families profit from the disappearance of their child.

We live in a country...where the media tells you what to listen to, failing that blindly following trends. Your opinion and taste do not matter.

We live in a country...where the equivalent of the United States 'National Enquirer' is the best selling newspaper and everything read it in truth.

We live in a country...where people read about exactly what happens in their favourite TV shows weeks before it happens then laps it up when it finally airs.

We live in a country...where people are judged for NOT going into shitty nightclubs and bars, where the main result of the evening is always trouble.

We live in a country...where the political leader wasn't elected (although the same could be said for the United States)

We live in a country...where you get money and respect for doing nothing. Or marrying a footballer.

We live in a country...where people worship musicians who are drug addled morons (hey at least Nikki Sixx et al could write a good song)

We live in a country...where the majority of young people all dress the same, drink pisswater beer and start fights every weekend, and the minority mocked for not doing the same.

More as I think of them...

Till next time.

Earthquake

Taken this from another link I saw on Facebook. Not my material but made me laugh so enjoy. I did feel the earthquake by the by...it was weird!

--LiVERPOOL ECHO NEWS REPORT-

A major earthquake measuring 4.7 on the Richter scale hit Liverpool at around 1am 27th February 2008. The epicentre was Hull. Shock waves were felt as far afield as Bolton, Manchester and Essex. Casualties were seen wandering aimlessly saying "bang out of order", "mental" and "that did my head in". The earthquake decimated the area causing in excess of £17.55 worth of damage.
Several priceless collections of mementos from Ibiza and Corfu were damaged beyond repair. Three preserved areas of historic burned out cars were disturbed. Many locals were woken before their giros arrived. The local paper reported that hundreds of residents were confused and bewildered. They are still trying to come to terms with the fact that the damage was caused by something else instead of them. One resident Tracey Sharon Smith, a 15 year old mother of four said "It was such a shock, little Chardonnay-Leigh came running through the cardboard door into my bedroom crying. My hands were shaking so much that I could hardly shoot-up when I was watching Trisha the next morning". Another local resident known as Macca said the earthquake would not stop him going to work, after all, the T.W.O.C'ing, Burglaries and Graffiti would not do themselves. The British Red Cross has so far managed to ship 4,000 crates of Sunny Delight to the area to help with the crisis. Rescue workers were still searching through rubble and have found large quantities of personal belongings which include benefit books, jewellery from Elizabeth Dukes, bone china from Poundstretcher and a number of Argos catalogues. However, they were unable to save any furniture from Crazy George's.
How can you help? This appeal hopes to raise money for food and clothing parcels for those unfortunate enough to be caught up in the disaster. Clothing is most sought after. Most needed are Kappa or other tracksuits (his and hers), white socks to tuck the tracksuit bottoms into, Burberry caps, woolly Benny hats and Reebok trainers. Primark clothing is most welcome. Food parcels are also needed. They include Mcains Micro-Chips, Aldi Beans, Monster Munch, Nutella chocolate spread and Iceland pizzas. Alcohol is also in short supply, mainly Lambrini, White Lightening cider and Carlsberg Special Brew. Cash donations are also needed, 22p buys a Bic Biro for signing on purposes, £1.50 buys cheese & chips and £26 buys 200 Regal from Tommo who has just got back from Kavos.

For the latest news in Merseyside: www.liverpoolecho.eh.la

Till next time.

Michael Bolton...rocks?

Surely some mistake right? And surely some mistake that this is my second blog in a day? Well wrong on both counts! (I'm like a bus in the latter respect!)

But Bolton...before he became a housewives favourite with hits such as 'How Am I Supposed To Live Without You' and 'Can I Touch You...There?' Bolton was bringing the hard rock goodness. Yes its cheesy, yes its 80s but shit the bed its catchy.

Please enjoy Michael Bolton and his pre ballad monster...Everybody's Crazy!



Till next time.

McCann

The last day or two in the news theres been a story that a 9 year old girl in West Yorkshire has gone missing. Theres a link to the story here.

Today the UK media has gone into overdrive about Madeline McCann again. The Sun reports that there was a possible sighting of Madeline in France. This story has since been shot down...again.

The Mirror also have the same story as do The Express. And the following quote comes from the Football365 Media Watch today...

In case you hadn't noticed, The Daily Express has featured the 'hunt' for Madeleine McCann reasonably prominently over the past year or so.

And well done to them for giving a story about a missing child so much exposure. They're performing a valuable service.

With those principles in mind, Mediawatch assumed that they would feature the news of another young girl going missing - nine-year-old Shannon Matthews from Dewsbury in Yorkshire - equally prominently.

Apparently not. It's not on the front page, nor page two, three, four, five or six.

You have to dig down to page seven to find any word on the latest disappearance. Apparently stories about a fish with a bit of a funny face, taking an afternoon nap (it's good for you), some spurious nonsense about Diana (natch) and a customary rant against immigrants are more newsworthy.

Any accusations that this policy is simply down to the fact that Shannon Matthews is not a blonde girl from a middle-class family will no doubt be strenuously denied.

For the record, have a guess which missing child does appear on the front page. And, in the interests of fairness, on the front of The Sun and The Daily Mirror.



Now it seems to me like its very convieniant that there happens to be another "sighting" at the same time as this other girls gone missing. Like the quote above says its all down to class. Its not as newsworthy that a child from a middle class family goes missing. So my question is would the media really stoop as low as to pull a story about "Maddie" out of their arses just to remind us all what the important story really is?

Till next time.

The Funniest Music Videos Ever 1

Decided to do an occasional series of the worlds most rubbish music videos. Just as and when I feel like it really!

The first comes from 1984. From the album Defenders Of The Faith this is Judas Priest with Freewheel Burning. State of the art special effects with Rob Halford being part of a video game, and is it just me or does the kid at the end look like he is being "pleasured"?

Enjoy!



Till next time.

V-Day

On Facebook there is an application called Superpoke. I'm sure a lot of you have a Facebook profile and are aware of this. If not, basically you can 'do things' to other people.

For example I could "throw a chicken" at someone. Or "have a quiche" with someone.

So I went on there the other day and a few of had "boycotted V-Day" with me.

And the first thing I thought was a boycott of V-Day. The day we won World War II. This confused me a bit not only because the day had already occured and it would be pretty hard to boycott something that had happened 63 years ago, but mainly because I thought 3 of my friends had become Nazis.

As it turned out V-Day in this case meant Valentines Day. Which I totally missed. Even with a picture of a broken heart with a big red cross through it. So I suppose I must be boycotting V-Day in my own special way. Stupidity.

Till next time.

Ice

Just not had a lot to write about recently. And its been almost 2 weeks since I've done an entertaining blog, one was me moaning the other was the Beadle thing so I suppose its time to even the playing field and just write something!

Not much has happened in the last week and a bit. Working, going out a couple of times that sort of thing. Well something pretty dramatic happened at work but can't talk about that! Sorry about that.

Other than work its been pretty dull. That whole 'Pushing People Away' blog I did seems to have been voided now anyway, but as I said at the time it's a useful thing to remind the next time I'm about to do something stupid. But I don't know whats happening on that particular subject now.

I was halfway through writing about my Saturday night in Norwich which is a subject almost at odds with what I usually write about on here (meaning I write about random stuff more than what I did at the weekend) but I made a reference to disturbing bars during writing it, and that gave me a better idea on what to write about.

So I deleted all that and am now going to talk to you about Ice.

Ice is what is charitably described as a "nightclub" but its not really. For one its way to small unless its going for a record like The Nutshell in Bury (UK's smallest pub). And its set out more like a bar. Which it what it is basically. But they turn up the music louder than in normal bars so you dance.

Before I go any further I just want to point out I have been in there 3 or 4 times so I'm not just ripping into the place without knowledge of what the place is like.

Problem I have got writing about Ice is I just do not know where to start. There are just so many negative aspects with it.

I'll try and give you some idea. The place is open normally Friday and Saturday nights. These nights pretty much the entire Thetford Police force is deployed outside. There is always trouble. Always. Based on this alone they should shut the place down.

And its not even the music I have a problem with. It runs deeper than that. As I said I have been in there 3 or 4 times. The first few times they were playing just usual "club stuff" and it was horrible. But then the last time (and trust me I mean the LAST TIME) me and my mate went in there and its was supposed to be 80s night.

And they played stuff like 80s cheese that I would normally like and probably have on itunes. But I just couldn't enjoy it in there. My mate Jamie came up with the best word. Shittip.

And people go in there without fail every weekend! Do these people leave Thetford at all? Sometimes I wonder. Theres people in the Snooker Hall where I hang out and you can just tell the sad bastards never leave the town, so I can only imagine what its like in there.

I've heard them sometimes- "Oh yeah heading to Ice later. May go to BURY next week" in a tone of voice that would suggest they are going on a weekend in Vegas instead of 20 minutes up the road. And you know they'll never go through with it...can't leave Thetford!

But back to Ice.

I know a few people that go in there so am going to exclude them from this next bit, as they for the most part dislike the place (but still go in there...hmm....)

But the state of the people go in there. I have not seen anything like it. Imagine a concentration camp with loud music and flashing lights. Thats a typical night at Ice.

You've got the women who are just old and dress like they were 20. And they stand there on the little dancefloor area and just grind. Its vomit inducing. Theres no-one with them. Just there on their own. Obviously left the kids at home alone- its Ok they'll never find the heroin needle stash. And they just try and reclaim their youth. Its pathetic.

And then theres the guys that go there to pull. They make sure to stand out from the pack by wearing striped shirts. And they go after the rough single mums mainly or whatevers moving. Its a disturbing sight.

And don't get me started on the kids that go in there drunk from their alcopops...

And don't get me wrong I'm sure this happens in other clubs in the country but this place isn't a nightclub on the scale of where you normally go its really small so the sights are inescapable. Fucking place used to be a snooker club just to give you a idea of the size. Its also sandwiched between a estate agents and a charity shop.

So thats a sort of overview of Ice. A small bar that will stay open until the inevitable day someones killed outside. And its happened in this town before.

Till next time.

Jeremy Beadle

Just a quick one folks.

Just heard the sad news that TV presenter Jeremy Beadle has died.

Growing up I used to love watching the shows 'Beadles About' and 'You've Been Framed' they were great entertainment.

I think we should take this opportunity to give him a big hand.



Till next time.

The Art Of Pushing People Away

Nice positive subject this time, but I'm in the usual position of being pissed off with myself because I acted like a cunt towards my friends again.

It seems like the never ending story for me sometimes. Used to be just alcohol but to use today's as an example was a combo of annoyance at work, worry and tiredness.

It's always the people I'm closest too as well like I have some sort of mental defense about actually having good, trusted friends.

I've seemingly done it so many times I'm surprised I have any friends left. And seeing as they mean the world to me I think you can understand why I'm so fucking pissed off with myself.

So tomorrow I'm doing the bridge mending thing again. And hoping it's OK because this time was one of my...just UBER best friends and I feel like a idiot.

Why am I typing this? So every time I come on here I read the fucking thing. Some sort of "Thom stop being such a dickhead to people you love" therapy.

Till next time.

Say What?

The last few years my Dad has been suffering from some discomfort in his back and hip. In fact he actually worked long past his retirement whilst still suffering from it for quite some time. When he retired he decided it was time to do something about it and after waiting some time he finally managed to get in for an operation needed to sort it out some what.

What the operation entailed basically was his back being cut open and a small spring being placed near the hip. I'm not a doctor so don't know exactly how that works...but it does. Look it up.

So this last Monday he finally went (originally was supposed to be the week before Christmas). Unfortunately because I was working all week I couldn't go and visit so it was down to my Mum to keep me posted on his progress by way of texts and phone calls.

After the operation he started to have trouble with his leg as a result of it. So he had to stay in a few days until his leg was okay enough to leave hospital and walk on it properly. In fact he actually went down on one occasion.

But all was well by Thursday and he was allowed to come home, and earlier today I went to visit. And we were sitting there talking about the operation I mentioned Mum had been keeping me posted about what was going on. And he asked "Oh so you know about the complication then?"

To which I replied in the affirmative. Then he said... "My penis".

I was like "Ha..ha..WHAT?"

Turns out he had some trouble passing water, and my Mum obviously wouldn't tell me the messy details of that! I thought he just meant his leg!

There's a few words you never want your parents to say and "Penis" is one of them, up there with "intercourse" or "moist".

And don't worry my Dad has a great sense of humour so he wouldn't mind me posting this!

In a totally unrelated story I was walking to work the other day and my walk takes me past the towns Post Office. And it was dead on 9am and there was some chav in a trackie drinking from a can of Special Brew! Nothing like enforcing that Thetford stereotype! Just thought I'd share that as it disgusted me!

Till next time.

Heath Ledger

Writing this incredibly shocked at the news. Pretty much heard it as soon as it hit Sky/BBC online.

He wasn't a favourite of mine but his performances in films like Monsters Ball and Brokeback Mountain were superb and showed real promise for the future, not to mention a star making turn upcoming as The Joker in The Dark Knight a film which now promises to be a very different kind of viewing.

Its the inevitable "huge star dies" syndrome I suppose but I am stunned and speechless at this tragedy, just days after the passing of Brad Renfro another great young actor.

My thoughts are with his family right now.

RIP dude.

Too Many Idiots, Not Enough Time...

Not really writing this with anything in mind today. Just gonna start writing and see where it takes me so forgive me if I ramble and drift off onto tangents! Was thinking about writing about idiots I've had to deal with at work and can't remember most of them when forced to think about it!

One springs to mind though mainly because it was this week and everything else requires...you know...thought.

Every month at work all staff are required to sit through an insufferable snooze-fest known as a briefing. This is where we have to listen to what the company's doing. Normally accompanied by a video which without a shadow of a doubt would be the most cringe worthy things you have ever seen.

For example at Christmas the video was a collection of various staff members from different stores singing "Walking In A Winter Wonderland" but the lyrics were changed to "Working In A Sainsbury's Wonderland". I shit you not. It was excruciating. Sample lyric was "Stacking shelves...is really good...working in a Sainsbury's Wonderland". A new guy had to watch it twice (they didn't know he had seen it the first time) and the motherfucker LEFT. The company. For good. Yeah, that bad.

So anyway we had one of these things. Make matters worse I wasn't given any notice that I had to go to it till like 5 minutes beforehand. I normally like getting into a certain head space before having to sit through 30 minutes of supermarket propaganda. But in I went and it went on for ages but we had some entertainment.

There was a guy who does the trolleys in there and he came out with a couple of crackers!

Just to give you background on the first one- every month we have a mystery customer. If you work in retail you'll probably know what one is and if you don't I think you can probably hazard a guess- someone walks around the store buying stuff then marks all the interaction they have with staff, queue times etc. And we get the monthly score averaged out to a year-to-date score which obviously isn't gonna be much different month to month if we stay on course.

So my manager is giving the briefing and asks if anyone knows the score for this year so far. I have no idea myself as long as I get my bonus in July (although I do know this months because it was fucking awful- will tell you why in a bit).

So the trolley guy pipes up...

"Is it somewhere between 85..."

Now bear in mind I was thinking he was next gonna say 86.

"...and 95%?"

Ballpark much? That almost made me crack up, and it was made worse when my manager replied...

"No it was 96.1%"

He gave it that much room and he wasn't even right!

So the briefing went on and the subject of the Jamie Oliver TV show came up. For the uninitiated the show was about how supermarkets treat chickens etc. before they kill them- whether they are treated humanely before they have their heads chopped off...

This show apparently put Sainsbury's in a bad light as they never turned up to answer questions about it (again my interest in the subject is not particularly high) so there was a statement for any staff who gave a shit. So before it was read out we were asked if anyone had seen the show to which trolley guy goes...

"I didn't see it but I saw the TV advertisation"

This just goes to reapply the old adage "If you don't have anything sensible to say, don't say anything at all"...

So on to a slightly different type of idiot but still keeping it at work. We won't know who these monkeys are but it made me laugh.

One of the things the mystery customer has to do is ask a member of staff where something is. And the criteria for getting a 100/100 score is that we have to smile, make eye contact and take them to exactly where the product is.

Last month the mystery customer goes up to someone and it goes a bit like this (with a touch of dramatic license of course...)

CUSTOMER: Excuse me can you tell me where the chicken pies are?
BELLEND 1: (Talking to BELLEND 2) And I said to her "Shaaaup you don't even faaackin know me you caaaant"
CUSTOMER: Excuse me?
BELLEND 1: Wot?
CUSTOMER: Do you work on this department?
BELLEND 1: Yeah, so? You startin'?
CUSTOMER: Would you be able to tell me where the chicken pies are?
BELLEND 1: They're on this roller I'm working on blud (Points at roller) If you come back in about 10 minutes they'll be on the shelf. I'm having a chat at the mo geez so off you pop.
CUSTOMER: But theres like 2 things on top of them. I see them now. Right there!
BELLEND 1: I said I'm havin' a chat you fackin twat. Your fackin' pies will be out in a bit. Chill it. (To BELLEND 2) So yeah I said to her "Shaaaup you don't even cantin' know me you twaaat"
BELLEND 2: Oh no you didn't!

Not good I'm sure you'll agree. We also had someone on checkouts who also caused a bad score...

CUSTOMER: (Walks up to till) Hello.
TILL MONKEY: (Says nothing during entire time, makes no eye contact and looks like someone just shit in their cereal).
CUSTOMER: (After paying) Well bye then.
TILL MONKEY: (Silence until CUSTOMER walks away, then to NEXT CUSTOMER) HELLO! HOW ARE YOU! WELCOME TO SAINSBURYS! NEED HELP PACKING? WANT ME TO PAY FOR YOU? GOT A NECTAR CARD? WANT A HANDJOB WITH THAT?

Again with the dramatic license but you get the idea: blanked mystery customer then starts talking to the next one. And you know in both instances it had to be students. But that's another rant for another day...

And just to conclude theres a girl on the checkouts who looks like Alice Cooper. I shit you not. Come in and look. Her face is like a fucking circus. No lie.

Till next time.

Tom Cruise Is Bonkers

Another short one, more a PSA this time to be honest...Hopefully the link below will stay active for a long time...

http://gawker.com/5002269/the-cruise-indoctrination-video-scientology-tried-to-suppress

And if you don't know scientologists beliefs...watch this (and yes its honestly what they believe...)



Till next time.

Slightly Insensitive TV Show Name

This isn't going to be a long post as once it gets to a point theres not really much more that can be said.

I was on break at work today and on Channel 4 was - and this is in their words - "a heartwarming documentary about a young girl with brittle bone disease going on holiday for the first time in Europe with her friends".

The show was called 'Crip On A Trip'.

Till next time.

Twins Separated At Birth Get Married

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Fuck The Police

I haven't had anything to write about for a few days now, well theres been a few things on my mind but I did want to try and keep things 'light' on here after the "emo epic" The Story but something happened the other night that in my mind demands telling and its not a funny story again so I apologise for that...

My Mum was just round (hadn't seen her since New Years Day!) and we were having a chat and she mentioned that my brother got stopped by the police a couple of nights ago.

He was walking back from a friends house about half past eleven at night and he had his hood up on his hoodie. Which is understandable. Its January and fucking cold outside. I'm not prone to putting the hood up as I think its a bit chavvy to be honest but if it was cold enough I would.

Then this copper starts chasing him! And as he didn't have his bike he catches up and starts a totally unprovoked 15-20 minute search on him. And his reasoning for this? "You were wearing a hood". This was near St.Martins Way area in Thetford which I grant you is a rough area on occasion but come on!

The search involved even things like my brother having to roll his socks up so its pretty obvious that this guy was looking for drugs. Which he found none. I know my brothers no saint when it comes to that (and that's a different subject for a different day) but he got no apology at all! In fact the guy did a search on his name (which came up with nothing) and filled out a form!

As it turns out this power mad copper was in the same class as my brother at school. So my brother tried to ask him things like what he was doing now to make him uncomfortable. Which he shouldn't' have to do. This guy was blatantly harassing him for no reason. Wearing a hoodie is not a reason to stop someone and search him for 20 minutes.

Its not in my brothers nature to make a complaint, but I was so pissed off when I heard this that I would for him if I thought it would do any good!

I walk around late sometimes wearing a leather jacket- plus I have long hair and a beard. I imagine I would have got the same treatment and I would have complained until I got a apology. In full. In writing.

So yeah, Thetford police don't really have time to deal with the constant fights breaking out in pubs and outside Ice every night they are open, or the 34 illegal immigrants crammed into a 3 bedroom house but if you're walking home wearing a hoodie (or fuck it just differently) you better watch out! You're gonna cause trouble.

And without going on to the whole Drugs argument but how many weed users do you know that want to go out late at night and rob some Grannies house or start a fight? The ones I know can barely be arsed to get up for a shit!

Just found this out. Its about an hour after I wrote this now and apparently the copper in question did remember my brother from school and thats why he stopped him. Still the act of a wanker. Still stand by what I say about the police stopping you for looking different...

I promise the next Blog will be laugh packed.

Till then.

Footloose

I was loath to post this but the total hilarity and irony have overcome any doubt. I had actually already done this once this week but it was just a basic trip. Here's what happened today at work...

I was in the warehouse yard area and I was standing on a palette board. Meanwhile the radio had just started blasting the classic 'Footloose' by Kenny Loggins. To which I started dancing badly to- and to be honest I dare anyone not to it is a toe tapper of excellence!

During the Stevie Wonder-esque dancing I must have managed to catch my feet up in the shrink wrap that surrounded the board and down I went...unable to get a 'foot loose'. Landed hard on concrete and got straight back up before anyone came in!

This man needs to be stopped....

The Most Illegally Downloaded Music of 2007

Someone did a survey and charted the most illegally downloaded songs and artists of last year.

Top Ten Tracks
1. Shop Boyz - ‘Party Like A Rock Star’
2. Akon - ‘I Wanna Luv U’
3. Sean Kingston - ‘Beautiful Girls’
4. Mims - ‘This Is Why I'm Hot’
5. Akon - ‘Don't Matter’
6. T-Pain - ‘Bartender’
7. Soulja Boy - ‘Crank Dat Soulja Boy’
8. Justin Timberlake - ‘My Love’
9. DJ Unk - ‘Walk It Out’
10. Jim Jones - ‘We Fly High’

Top Music Artists
1. T.I.
2. T-Pain
3. Akon
4. 50 Cent
5. R. Kelly
6. Lil Wayne
7. Justin Timberlake
8. Fergie
9. Ludacris
10. Snoop Dogg

If, like we are led to believe, that piracy ruins careers surely this is a good thing right?

Bad Mood

Happy New Years everyone. So far 2008 has been pretty shit for me. New Years Eve was all good but the rest...shit. Just little things annoying me...people things mostly. Just the, not ignorance- whats a step down from that? Well THAT of some people. Selfishness too I guess. I ain't a nasty person and don't like being harsh about people I like but wish some of them would wake up...

Got a huge phone bill this morning too. Ever since I have been with my network they've always 'rolled over' the texts on the contract. For like 2 years. This month...no. Meaning huge bill. My contract expires at the start of April (and trust me when I say it will be expiring) so for now I had to get a 'text bolt-on' which while lots less in total is much more than I should be paying.

On the plus side all is going well with my computer - so good to have it back. I know its incredibly geeky but it is. Was supposed to be going down snooker hall last night- didn't in the end but didn't really mind- just sat on here and watched Family Guy and listened to tunes!

Starting my new contract at work this week...meaning I now have Thursdays and Fridays off which is pretty cool I guess. Means 5 days on which I ha vent done in a long time!

Got an amusing work story actually especially if you find incorrect grammar funny.

Never underestimate the dumbness of customers. One thing this blog will be heavy in is tales of the stupidest people I have to deal with (suppose this could count fellow workers too) but yesterdays one while not an extreme case of the dumbs made me chuckle...

I was covering a break in the petrol station and this young lad in McDonald's uniform walks to the till, I didn't serve him but here's what he said to my co-worker...

"I'm going to start working at Brantano soon. Its more quieter...a lot more quieter"

The first time he said it I just smirked to myself but then he had to reiterate it how I suppressed the laughter is beyond me!

Anyways till next time!

New Years 2007/8

What a cool night. Few negative aspects as you get with anything but even Norwegian Blue was great. Was brilliant to see Chris and his mate out- doesn't happen much!

Music in the Waterfront downstairs was superb highlights included KISS, Prince, Jacko, 5ive (now that was funny) the list goes on!

Plus the Chinese was open (Yumness) and the taxi was £14!

2008 then...more nights like that would be a good start!