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This blog has been following the ups and downs of my life since November 4th 2000. Amazingly, it's still going.


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The world needs MORE SINGING SQUIRRELS.

And I’m not lying….

This appears to be the new internet fad for the week ending 8th July 2007… a Scandanavian CGI squirrel with a guitar, its own website and two CDs to its name…

It has a myspace…. http://www.myspace.com/pikkuorava

And, of course, the best bit, its own official website… http://www.pikku-orava.fi/ . You know, I didn’t really think it possible, but it’s actually made a version of “The Ketchup Song” worse than the original. There’s a music player when you can hear the squirrel in all its gory… sorry, glory.

Skip to Track 3. Prepare for ear-blistering noise. I love it.

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I saw this and thought of… me.

Don't Drink and Blog

Actually, yes. I’m still drinking a lot LESS than what I used to. I still have cans left over from New Years. And I’ve not damaged a keyboard in yonks.

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My IQ is 105. Sigh.

I thought I was brainier than that. I took part in the Beeb’s annual “Test The Nation” thing they do every year. I do, however, like this screenshot I took…

PUT DATE IN HERE indeed. They did, later on in the evening, so I consider this screenshot rare. Amusingly, the first and last few questions online were different to what they had on the program.

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September

Yes, it certainly is. It’s unbelieveable how much this year has flown over.

Today certainly feels like a traditional day already. Very sunny, with the occasional raincloud floating overhead, and very, very windy.

Last night had one of those hilarious moments. I went out to the club as I usually do on Thursdays, for a game of snooker before the lodge. I approach the cashpoint, but just as I got there, some woman with a kid get there before me. Probably mother and daughter, so I’ll call them that from now on. They were talking to each other.

“Eeee, I feel awful. Did you want him to come out tonight?” says the woman, to the kid, who was playing with the money slot. She can’t have been any older than 6.

“Yeah”, the kid replied.

At this point, I lost interest in the conversation, as I fumbled through my wallet. Eventually, their brief spell at the cashpoint ends, when the money appears, and the kid tries to grab it and turn it into expensive confetti. Luckily, the mother snatches it away just in time, and they both wander off down Church Street. I approach the cashpoint, and do my stuff.

I finish, and also head down Church Street. The mother and daughter have stopped, and are outside Kingfisher. The woman is talking (well, bellowing) down her mobile.

“What are you being like that for?? … Well, I didn’t want you to come out anyway … Oh, fuck off.”. she then promptly hangs up.

At this point I laugh out loud. She must have heard me, but I couldn’t care less. It was the funniest thing I’d heard all day.

Er. Nothing much else to report on the news front. My sporting achievements continued on from my 4-nil thrashing of Millmoor at pool on Wednesday, and I had a good game of snooker. Some of the balls actually went where they were supposed to. Unbelieveable.

Oh, and I’ve also done some behind-the-scenes changes to the site. Nothing that should really be noticed, but it tidies the whole thing up a little, and I found some old posts where the images were incorrect. They work now.

It’s now 10:40AM. I’ve been up since 4. I might see if I can get an hours sleep, or something.

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Wait, I’ve just spotted the irony.

Dominos Pizza and Asda both have Michael Owen in their commercials. And then, 3 minutes into whichever group match it was, he gets injured, and is out until November.

Oh, my sides.

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