It's rolled round again, the second time of year that people can dress up as anything they want and get away with it. The first being Mardi Gras.
I'm not a massive fan of Halloween, sure it's fun to dress up and scare the be-jesus out of old folks, but it's just to easy.
The best thing to do really is get a load of people round lots of sugar based snacks and watch some seriously scary films.
idontlikeithere reccommends:-
Ringu
Dark Water
Leprechaun
Hostel
Maniac Cop
Leprechaun and Maniac Cop not scary, but lots of fun, and isn't that the whole idea?
So, have a good evening folks and spare a thought of me dressed up at work as a Zombie.
Also, have some youtubeination
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
What A Pro
I'm glad to see that there are still some people out there, that no matter what, they will get the job done.
I tell ya, if the crap on Channel 5 was one tenth that entertaining I would watch it. There is no way they can guarantee that thought.
Unless it's a programme about stapling and glueing things to Matthew Wrights smug dumb shit face.
What? Dislike him? Nah, he is very good at changing his opinion in a heartbeat to wind up whoever he is talking to, without ever expressing his own opinion.
I respect that.
*cough*
I tell ya, if the crap on Channel 5 was one tenth that entertaining I would watch it. There is no way they can guarantee that thought.
Unless it's a programme about stapling and glueing things to Matthew Wrights smug dumb shit face.
What? Dislike him? Nah, he is very good at changing his opinion in a heartbeat to wind up whoever he is talking to, without ever expressing his own opinion.
I respect that.
*cough*
Working Hard
I'm so bloody tired, it's going to kill me.
I've been doing crap loads at work recently. I had a review which means I got a lot of work to do to get promoted. I like money and power and women. You get all of those things if you get promoted, so stay in school kids and that'll make getting promoted nice and easy.
I have spent the morning writing a report for work. It's over 4,000 words long and has graphs and all sorts. I feel like such a grown up having done it.
But like all work, it was pretty boring stuff. So I needed a break everynow and then.
Well, I'll tell you exactly what gave me the drive.
Here are my muses for this morning.
1, Trenchblog
I could spend all day reading everything on this site from now until I die and beynd and I would never get bored.
2, Randomlinkage
Again a brilliant site, that is run like a poetic comedy cruise ship with a destination of Randomness.
3, Kelly's Blog
Yes another blog. It's Kelly and she's aces. Good writing and art galore are sure to follow.
That's what I have been looking at.
I have been listening to Pearl Jam and Kings Of Leon.
KOL are very good, and I recommend that you all give the 2nd album Aha Shake Heartbreak a go as its truely golden.
That's all for now, I'm going to climb under a rock and hide away from it all for a little while.
I've been doing crap loads at work recently. I had a review which means I got a lot of work to do to get promoted. I like money and power and women. You get all of those things if you get promoted, so stay in school kids and that'll make getting promoted nice and easy.
I have spent the morning writing a report for work. It's over 4,000 words long and has graphs and all sorts. I feel like such a grown up having done it.
But like all work, it was pretty boring stuff. So I needed a break everynow and then.
Well, I'll tell you exactly what gave me the drive.
Here are my muses for this morning.
1, Trenchblog
I could spend all day reading everything on this site from now until I die and beynd and I would never get bored.
2, Randomlinkage
Again a brilliant site, that is run like a poetic comedy cruise ship with a destination of Randomness.
3, Kelly's Blog
Yes another blog. It's Kelly and she's aces. Good writing and art galore are sure to follow.
That's what I have been looking at.
I have been listening to Pearl Jam and Kings Of Leon.
KOL are very good, and I recommend that you all give the 2nd album Aha Shake Heartbreak a go as its truely golden.
That's all for now, I'm going to climb under a rock and hide away from it all for a little while.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
Tell Me All
If you are like me, then you sometimes sit back and try and work out where sayings originate from.
"It's raining cats and dogs" for example makes very little sense and upon hearing it you have to question who said that first, why, and how the hell did it catch on.
Well I am hopefully going to help you out with at least one of these silly sayings.
Back in Med-evil times messengers were given a tin to guard with their very lives. It was sealed tight, and could only be opened by the little fidgity key that was hidden somewhere on the messenger. Most likely in their shoe which was smelly from all the running that they did, so no-one ever wanted to go in to their smelly potato sacks that were their shoes and get the damned key.
Inside the tin were hundreds and sometimes thousands of little beans. Normally a Vicia bean. On each of these beans was written a single word. The messenger would get to his destination would walk up to the King, the Pope or occasionally the Court Jester if he was carrying a joke, and he would reach deep in to his potato sack shoe, unlock the tin and pour out the beans. It would be up to the receiver of the message to arrange it to make sense.
Sometimes this didn't quite work out and mistakes would happen, that's why there was The Battle Of Hastings, The Persian Invasion Of Greece, and The French.
As you can possibly imagine, the messages were sometimes so brain meltingly important that you would come across a Highway-man desperate to find out what secrets you held within your tin. Of course not wanting to go near your filthy feet, and possibly catching the Bad Aids in the process, he would order you to open the tin of wordy beans and spread them for all to see and try and work out the code. That is an awfully long sentence and not all that threatening so they would just scream in a shrill voice
So there you go. I hope you have learned something today.
And remember when some asks you to spill the beans they are threatening you, and you are legally allowed to defend yourself by rubbing your feet on them.
The more you know.
"It's raining cats and dogs" for example makes very little sense and upon hearing it you have to question who said that first, why, and how the hell did it catch on.
Well I am hopefully going to help you out with at least one of these silly sayings.
Spill The Beans
Back in Med-evil times messengers were given a tin to guard with their very lives. It was sealed tight, and could only be opened by the little fidgity key that was hidden somewhere on the messenger. Most likely in their shoe which was smelly from all the running that they did, so no-one ever wanted to go in to their smelly potato sacks that were their shoes and get the damned key.
Inside the tin were hundreds and sometimes thousands of little beans. Normally a Vicia bean. On each of these beans was written a single word. The messenger would get to his destination would walk up to the King, the Pope or occasionally the Court Jester if he was carrying a joke, and he would reach deep in to his potato sack shoe, unlock the tin and pour out the beans. It would be up to the receiver of the message to arrange it to make sense.
Sometimes this didn't quite work out and mistakes would happen, that's why there was The Battle Of Hastings, The Persian Invasion Of Greece, and The French.
As you can possibly imagine, the messages were sometimes so brain meltingly important that you would come across a Highway-man desperate to find out what secrets you held within your tin. Of course not wanting to go near your filthy feet, and possibly catching the Bad Aids in the process, he would order you to open the tin of wordy beans and spread them for all to see and try and work out the code. That is an awfully long sentence and not all that threatening so they would just scream in a shrill voice
SPILL THE BEANS
So there you go. I hope you have learned something today.
And remember when some asks you to spill the beans they are threatening you, and you are legally allowed to defend yourself by rubbing your feet on them.
The more you know.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Feeling Blue
Last week I had a meeting with some HR guy. It was called my "Insights" meeting. This is where I find out what sort of manager I am. It's a little New Agey and Mood-ring-y for my liking but very interesting never the less.
There are four colours
Red = Firey, basically will kill you in a heartbeat for the sheer fun of it. AKA a real bastard.
Yellow = Fun and very light hearted, just wants to enjoy themselves and makes sure that others are enjoying themselves.
Green = A motivator, just like Mr Motivator. Has an idea and creates a lot and tries to get lots of others involved and wants everyone to work together in sweet harmony.
Blue = Is very number based, likes working on computers and dealing with excel and the like. Doesn't give 2 hoots about you or your feelings.
It doesn't take much to work out that I am a blue. I was given a report that is 40 pages long all about me and what I am like. It explains to the reader how to communicate with me and what not to do when communicating with me. It also out lines how to motivate me and basically everything you could ever want to know about me with regards to work.
The best bit is how to and not to communicate with me. Below are what they say....and the exlplination
When communicating with Craigy:
Use humour...in moderation.
Have a joke, but not at my expense for fear of my wrath
Give him all the facts
Help me to help you
Respect his position.
Respect my authorit-ah
Respect his need to be alone for extended periods.
You make me so angry that if I see you again, I'm going to go to prison.
Stay a reasonable distance away - don't invade his space.
This is a hug free zone. DON'T EVER TOUCH ME.
When communicating with Craigy DO NOT
Jump to the next subject until he is ready
Woah, woah, woah. Who did what with the when now?
Waffle
English mother f*&%er do you speak it?
Argue or personalise the conversation.
I'm right, and I don't care about you.
Spend to much time talking, he is much more impressed with your actions.
Dance monkey, DANCE!
Reinforce his own self criticism.
Yes, I'm delicate.....you know like emtionally and shit
Again some of it is true and some of it is complete nonsense, but it's interesting either way.
There are four colours
Red = Firey, basically will kill you in a heartbeat for the sheer fun of it. AKA a real bastard.
Yellow = Fun and very light hearted, just wants to enjoy themselves and makes sure that others are enjoying themselves.
Green = A motivator, just like Mr Motivator. Has an idea and creates a lot and tries to get lots of others involved and wants everyone to work together in sweet harmony.
Blue = Is very number based, likes working on computers and dealing with excel and the like. Doesn't give 2 hoots about you or your feelings.
It doesn't take much to work out that I am a blue. I was given a report that is 40 pages long all about me and what I am like. It explains to the reader how to communicate with me and what not to do when communicating with me. It also out lines how to motivate me and basically everything you could ever want to know about me with regards to work.
The best bit is how to and not to communicate with me. Below are what they say....and the exlplination
When communicating with Craigy:
Use humour...in moderation.
Have a joke, but not at my expense for fear of my wrath
Give him all the facts
Help me to help you
Respect his position.
Respect my authorit-ah
Respect his need to be alone for extended periods.
You make me so angry that if I see you again, I'm going to go to prison.
Stay a reasonable distance away - don't invade his space.
This is a hug free zone. DON'T EVER TOUCH ME.
When communicating with Craigy DO NOT
Jump to the next subject until he is ready
Woah, woah, woah. Who did what with the when now?
Waffle
English mother f*&%er do you speak it?
Argue or personalise the conversation.
I'm right, and I don't care about you.
Spend to much time talking, he is much more impressed with your actions.
Dance monkey, DANCE!
Reinforce his own self criticism.
Yes, I'm delicate.....you know like emtionally and shit
Again some of it is true and some of it is complete nonsense, but it's interesting either way.
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