Thursday, 20 December 2007
TV themes
As started by Connie, here are three of my favourite TV themes:
Knight Rider, Doctor Who and The Muppet Show.
I wanted to pick one of the older Doctor Who themes but they didn't sound quite like I remembered them. Still pretty chilling, though.
P.S. I loathe everything about the new Doctor Who except the theme. Oh, apart from that episode that first reintroduced the Daleks. Well, Dalek, actually, seeing as there was only one of them. Christopher Eccleston was the Doctor then - much better than David Tennant.
Tuesday, 18 December 2007
The request show
Seeing as how my inspiration has dried up, why don't you tell me what you'd like to read here. Or even see, if I can manage a picture of some description.
The results shall form my Christmas post as I've promised the gods that I wouldn't be out on Broom this year. Not after last year's debacle!
Don't make me regret this.
Please?
Sunday, 16 December 2007
Thank goodness for YouTube
This video was banned in Germany because it was believed that the girls were witches raising the dead.
They make it look so glamourous...
And then there's this:
Of course, watching these might help explain it:
The audio/video's all to pot with this next one, but you get the idea...
Saturday, 15 December 2007
Help!
What does one do when one's life is devoid of interest and laziness has ousted inspiration?
Why, turn to YouTube, of course!
I suppose it's a bit late now to warn anyone not to watch if they're afraid of spiders...?
Monday, 10 December 2007
Undeniable
Some little brat tried to push me into my own oven today!
The cheek.
Apocalypse Oven had done its usual sterling job at burning my tea, so I opened the back door (opposite AO, in the kitchen) to let the smoke out. As I bent over to see what the infernal thing had done to my ciabatta, something shoved me from behind. And not in the good way.
Well, I stumbled forward, bashing my shin on the open oven door, and steadied myself by slamming my hand down on to the electric ring. Which was on, naturally.
I spun around, wincing as half the skin from my palm was left smoking on the ring, and there in the doorway was the brat in question, looking rather disappointed.
"Why you little..." I began, raising my left hand and pointing my already sparking index finger at her fat little face.
"You're a witch" she said, fearlessly. "I saw your broomstick in the garage."
"I beg your pardon!" Well, I didn't know what else to say. She had me momentarily flummoxed.
"My book says that witches should be pushed into their ovens" the irritating little brat declared. Then an adult hand came into view, grabbing thedemon child by her left arm and pulling it firmly away from my door.
"Come along, Lilli" I heard a terse male voice say to her. I stepped out into the back passage to have a look at this errant guardian. The man, her father, I assumed, turned saying "What have I told you about going into other peoples gardens? Hmm?" The girl just pouted. "Let's leave the" and he looked up at me at this point in his, frankly rubbish, telling off of his daughter, his widening eyes mirroring my own, "nice man alone..." he trailed off.
Bloody Hell! He was stunning! I had a Hot Dad™ in my garden! "Oh... ummm... That's OK" I managed to utter, followed by a moronic little giggle. I could just feel the SubCs getting all worked up at his hotness and my ineptitude. Before they could take over and ruin everything, I managed to blurt out: "I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch."
Shut up.
The cheek.
Apocalypse Oven had done its usual sterling job at burning my tea, so I opened the back door (opposite AO, in the kitchen) to let the smoke out. As I bent over to see what the infernal thing had done to my ciabatta, something shoved me from behind. And not in the good way.
Well, I stumbled forward, bashing my shin on the open oven door, and steadied myself by slamming my hand down on to the electric ring. Which was on, naturally.
OW! SHIT!!
I spun around, wincing as half the skin from my palm was left smoking on the ring, and there in the doorway was the brat in question, looking rather disappointed.
"Why you little..." I began, raising my left hand and pointing my already sparking index finger at her fat little face.
"You're a witch" she said, fearlessly. "I saw your broomstick in the garage."
"I beg your pardon!" Well, I didn't know what else to say. She had me momentarily flummoxed.
"My book says that witches should be pushed into their ovens" the irritating little brat declared. Then an adult hand came into view, grabbing the
"Come along, Lilli" I heard a terse male voice say to her. I stepped out into the back passage to have a look at this errant guardian. The man, her father, I assumed, turned saying "What have I told you about going into other peoples gardens? Hmm?" The girl just pouted. "Let's leave the" and he looked up at me at this point in his, frankly rubbish, telling off of his daughter, his widening eyes mirroring my own, "nice man alone..." he trailed off.
Bloody Hell! He was stunning! I had a Hot Dad™ in my garden! "Oh... ummm... That's OK" I managed to utter, followed by a moronic little giggle. I could just feel the SubCs getting all worked up at his hotness and my ineptitude. Before they could take over and ruin everything, I managed to blurt out: "I'm not a witch. I'm not a witch."
Oh, yeah. Good going Witchface.
Shut up.
Saturday, 8 December 2007
Second best
Tim has disappointed me yet again, so I've had to make do with this:
Plus, I think he's in league with MJ because of the North/South divide comment...
Wednesday, 5 December 2007
8 Random Facts
“Eight Random Facts” meme, from lovely WillowC - She would have been 'delightful' rather than 'lovely' but the promised cookie has yet to turn up... Anyway, here are the rules:
(1) Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
(2) People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
(3) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
(4) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
I'm sure I've done one of these before. Although, come to think of it, it was "six weird things"? Perhaps I'll just re-post that and add two more things to it?
You're a fine one to talk...
New ones!
Ohh, OK OK...
1. The Host won a Blue Peter badge for some sausage-based shepherds pie recipe in which the mashed potato topping was piped on decoratively with an icing (that's frosting to the Yannucks) bag.
How gay is that? A massive sausage lurking beneath a poofy mash exterior?!
* gasp * 2. Well, I passed my driving test first time at the age of 17, whereas IDV wasn't allowed out solo on a broom until they were nearly 29!
That was uncalled for! You've asked for it: 3. The Host has been seen shopping in ASDA and Morrisons. Two of the pikey-est shops there are!
4. Witchface's SubC told me that they have recurring nightmares about Borg or Daleks invading the planet! They have night-sweats and everything!
What? Don't bring me into this!
Why, you indiscreet viper! 5. You didn't even know what a condom was until high school!
Well, you didn't know what one was until you got here, and you were 300 odd years old!
How was I supposed to? We didn't have them in my time! Times, rather.
Six! IDV was once chased around half of the British Isles by a monster created out of finger and toenail clippings- Don't you dare... Witchface never told anyone that the monster was created by him accidently when the wrong voodoo spell was cast whilst arguing with the SubC! Right. That's it! Seven! You used to call milk 'mook', apples 'cattons' and the penis a 'tayloo'!! Gahhh!! You complete git! Eight! You and Indescribable used to make a two year old Inexcuseable stand at the top of your stairs and shout swear words out whenever your parents had guests around!! SO DID YOU!!! Why, you-I ought to-Justyoutryan-Ican'tbelie-Whateve...
(1) Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
(2) People who are tagged need to write a post on their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules.
(3) At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
(4) Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
I'm sure I've done one of these before. Although, come to think of it, it was "six weird things"? Perhaps I'll just re-post that and add two more things to it?
Oh no you don't, you lazy sod!
You're a fine one to talk...
Now, I didn't know whether to post facts that I've already disclosed over the course of this blog, or new ones?
New ones!
Yeah. Who wants a rehash of all that old stuff?
Ohh, OK OK...
1. The Host won a Blue Peter badge for some sausage-based shepherds pie recipe in which the mashed potato topping was piped on decoratively with an icing (that's frosting to the Yannucks) bag.
How gay is that? A massive sausage lurking beneath a poofy mash exterior?!
* gasp * 2. Well, I passed my driving test first time at the age of 17, whereas IDV wasn't allowed out solo on a broom until they were nearly 29!
That was uncalled for! You've asked for it: 3. The Host has been seen shopping in ASDA and Morrisons. Two of the pikey-est shops there are!
4. Witchface's SubC told me that they have recurring nightmares about Borg or Daleks invading the planet! They have night-sweats and everything!
What? Don't bring me into this!
Why, you indiscreet viper! 5. You didn't even know what a condom was until high school!
Well, you didn't know what one was until you got here, and you were 300 odd years old!
How was I supposed to? We didn't have them in my time! Times, rather.
Six! IDV was once chased around half of the British Isles by a monster created out of finger and toenail clippings- Don't you dare... Witchface never told anyone that the monster was created by him accidently when the wrong voodoo spell was cast whilst arguing with the SubC! Right. That's it! Seven! You used to call milk 'mook', apples 'cattons' and the penis a 'tayloo'!! Gahhh!! You complete git! Eight! You and Indescribable used to make a two year old Inexcuseable stand at the top of your stairs and shout swear words out whenever your parents had guests around!! SO DID YOU!!! Why, you-I ought to-Justyoutryan-Ican'tbelie-Whateve...
Thanks for this, WillowC. They'll be squabbling for the rest of the day now.
Yeah, and we're the ones who've got to put up with it!
Well, nothing helps misery like spreading it around, so we'd better tag some other bloggers, I suppose?
But we haven't got time to go around leaving messages, just at the moment.
Yes. We've got to get all of us to work, so we'll do it later. Unless you've already found out by reading this...
Monday, 3 December 2007
Greed is for life, not just Christmas
Inspired by Tim - the smug git - I've started my Christmas shopping.
In fact, I'm almost halfway through. And I just know these gifts will be very gratefully received:
Kylie X,
some Carry On films on DVD,
Girls Aloud*,
T-Shirts from Zara,
recipe books,
Transformers on DVD,
a digital camera...
What?
... a Connor Trinneer clone...
What?!
'Tis the season for selfish, greedy consumerism, after all. And isn't there a little** Ferengi in all of us?
* Not actually them - Their new album, Tangled Up. After all, who wants this in their kitchen on Christmas Day?
** No pun intended.
Saturday, 1 December 2007
Strict Machine
Ah, Goldfrapp. Somewhat bizarre, but altogether original.
This track introduced me to Goldfrapp. It was the combination of the music and the video. The dog headed men are strangely intriguing...
And not in that way!
This track introduced me to Goldfrapp. It was the combination of the music and the video. The dog headed men are strangely intriguing...
And not in that way!
Thursday, 29 November 2007
Sharing the love with li'l ol' Haversham
For T-Bird, Dinah & CyberPete.
And me, of course.
And me, of course.
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| Ooh, hello ErosWings. I see you managed to sneak in, too. |
Well, for those of you that aren't aware, Eros is holding the Freakin' Green Elf Shorts Caption Competition, so get over there and leave a caption. Those parasitic polyester pleasure-bringers could be yours!
Monday, 26 November 2007
Attention! Attention!
ErosWings will be posting The Freakin' Green Elf Shorts Caption Competition today.
Get over there and get those caption skills going. Only, not right now as I don't think it is today yet in Texas. It's barely even today here in the UK...
:: EDIT 19:35 :: It's on! He's posted. Go and get some!
Get over there and get those caption skills going. Only, not right now as I don't think it is today yet in Texas. It's barely even today here in the UK...
:: EDIT 19:35 :: It's on! He's posted. Go and get some!
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