Tuesday, 1 September 2009

Hello, She Ra here. Whose ass would you like me to kick?



Hi Kids,

So I was training with my personal trainer, who took a photo of me doing chin ups so I could see my rippling muscles. Check this out! Not bad for a girl.

Apparantly the triangular formation of muscles is called the "Christmas Tree" so I shall be decorating it with fairy lights.

I am She Ra and I WILL kick your ass.

I suppose now is the time to start working through that list of people whose asses need kicking.

Honest there are muscles there and everything. Although I will post again in a month when it might be more impressive

Monday, 24 August 2009

101 Power Ballads.


Ever since my project went west because life was peaceful there, I have been left with some rather tedious data entry style work. This was not good. I was very bored.

Clearly I needed to hit my ipod and hit it hard, hence the purchase of 101 Power Ballads from Amazon.

Now it would appear that the committee behind 101 Power Ballads didn’t decide on the track listing until after they had already had the meeting in which they agreed that 101 Power Ballads was a winning compilation and had already designed the sleeve. Only later did they sit down and go “Hey, does anyone actually know 101 power ballads?”

Clearly they didn’t because there are some very dubious choices on there; none of which are Wind of Change by the Scorpions. Mind you Wind of Change by the Scorpions make me bawl like a massive girl for reasons too distressing to go into here [unlike Rockstar by Nickleback which only induces dry but racking sobs].

Any way, I was happy to sea some Whitesnake on there, the classic Drifter along with Is This The Love. I am always happy to see Whitesnake. I’d be happy if I came home and found that David Coverdale had broken into my flat and was on my sofa watching telly. I’d even give him a lend of my hair dryer, since we actually have a very similar hair do. But I digress…

What I did not expect to see was Angels by Robbie Williams. What was that doing there? Hmm? Where are the guitar solos in that?

Still, what do I care? I built this city on rock and roll.

Just for fun, I have included a picture of me tearing the ocean apart like an arrow. Not like a massive fool. No.

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

For Sarah Jones


Here is that picture of me with the squirrel you wanted


La Roux

La Roux has spoken out in favour of Whaling in Japan.

A spokes person said she was "Doing it for the krill".


Oh dear.

Thursday, 9 July 2009

Work rant #1

Just been in the queue at the coffee place here, where there were 25 people being served by 1 bloke who refused to move any faster than your average glacier. This gave me ample opportunity to listen to be people talking rubbish to each other as they waited.

One particularly awful pair where discussing the various "chats" they were going to have with people. "Yeah, I need to have a chat with X, the campaign manager [insert your own made up sounding pointless job in here]". When did everyone start having chats at work? Those aren't chats. Chats are about the weather and the neighbours and the cat. The correct term is "I've got to have a pointless, boring and utterly meaningless conversation with an odious little turd who, as far as I can see, does nothing" but to make it sound jolly and animated they call it a chat.
Honestly, if all the chatters and the campaign managers were laid off, we could run this place at twice the efficiency with about 30 people, leaving everyone else free to work down the mines. Maybe then we could get another person in the cafe.

Thursday, 18 June 2009

Cheryl's Diary

With a little imagination, and a few pints of pear cider, you could almost believe you were hearing the inner rumblings of Oor Cheryl, the nation's sweetheart..

http://www.xtranormal.com/watch?e=20090618185319223

Or not

Tuesday, 9 June 2009

Nazi gold, cuckoo clocks, the large Hadron Collider and me.

That's right folks, I've just flown back from neutral Switzerland and boy are my arms tired.



I've been visiting a friend in Zurich, the German bit.



Things I learnt:



1) They don't let tourists press buttons on the Large Hadron Collider. Apparently the risk of creating a black hole is minimal but not that minimal, thus making Angels and Demons even less believable than it already is.

2) The Swiss have an overblown idea of how much cuckoo clocks are worth. 200F? I think not!

3) Nazi gold is very well hidden. I didn't find any.

4) Popular psychologist Carl Jung (known for his theories on synchronicities that are slightly more believable than Angels and Demons) built a tower on late Zurich and spent a lot of his adult life hiding in it. Despite being the only famous dead person Zurich had on offer, the Zurichians showed no desire to make a tourist attraction of this, and indeed the boat passed by without even pointing it out. Come on Switzerland, put down the sausage and pay attention to your heritage.