It's Like You're Trapped in the Mind of an Insane Person and Find it Funny

A mate of mine recently bought me Series 1 & 2 of the British comedy The Mighty Boosh. Here is the link to their MySpace page
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=3999615

A search of google will pull up clips on YouTube as well the the BBC homepage and their own homepage.

The show centers around two losers, Howard Moon and Vince Noir (whose mannerisms eerily resemble those of my mate who also used to work at the London Zoo) who is series 1 work in a zoo and in series 2 share a flat with Naboo the Shaman and his Gorilla familiar Bollo. The show is absolutely nuts. What more can I say about Mod Wolves, I'm Old Gregg, boxing Killeroos, evil Nanas, and Milky Joe.

Virtual Girlfriends

Apparently in Japan you can have a virtual girlfriend via your mobile phone.
http://www.wired.com/culture/lifestyle/news/2000/11/40369

Apparently, it's so realistic that after a couple of months of dating, she begins to nag the shit out of you and demand marriage.

It's Really a Great Game . . . When You've Been Drinking

I went to the Arsenal/Birmingham football (soccer to you hopeless yanks) match (game) at the Emrates (Arsenal's home stadium) in London (London) with a mate (friend). The game was a draw (tie) which, based on the Premier League's quirky point system, was the equivalent of a loss and allowed Manchester United to move into first place after their big win later in the day. The full details can be found here: http://football.guardian.co.uk/Observer_Match_Report/0,,2239932,00.html

Upon arrival at the Emirates (smashing place), I bought two pints of lager (beer and double the size of what I'd usually drink) for my mate and I. I ended up drinking mine and half of his. At halftime, I downed another pint with a coffee chaser.

It made the game so much fun. I just got to yell and cheer for the home team. Fortunately, it was written on my jersey.

New Year = Second Semester

While it's a New Year and all (Happy New Year to my loyal reader), I have never left the academic calendar when it comes to counting my years. 2008 is really the beginning of my second semester. It makes sense. Instead of looking back and thinking what a year it's been, I'm dwelling far more on unfinished business. On what still lies ahead.

It's halftime for me. The time to make adjustments, not resolutions.

The English Conquest of Scotland

I went to a pre-New Year's Party last night. It was alot of fun and I saw friends, neighbors, and colleagues alike. It was nice catching up.

However, toward the end of the evening our hostess' partner comes in with a set of bagpipes, and proceeds to hand out sheet music for all the attending guests to sing from.
http://www.mcnabbs.org/andrew/comments/pipemusic/

He then goes to play all five . . . 5!!! . . . choruses of Let Old Acquaintence Be Forgot and follows with an encore of Amazing Grace. The bagpipes drowned out the singing, but not the childrens' wailing.

I've now come to the conclusion that the English conquest of Scotland was their way of saying, "Will you please stop with the fucking bagpipes already!!!"

Always Remember to Articulate

I was in a meeting today (paying attention for once, compliments of a Grande Starbucks) when I realized that people need to sometimes slow down and articulate the words they are saying. Specifically, always carefully articulate the word "annual." An-nu-al. . . . So you say, "We like to do this an-nu-ally," not "We like to do this anally."