Quote of the 'Week'

"Men will always be mad, and those who think they can cure them are the maddest of all."
Voltaire
Discovering that someone has commented on one of my blogs is such a joyous feeling. Hint, bloody hint!

Wednesday 18 November 2009

Bwn pkk iqyd bnaa peia.

Oooh, this is interesting. My blog entry rate is increasing a bit. I've caught the blogger bug again, and you know what that means.
More pointless blogging! I know you like it really.

Right, on with the talking about things and such. I have just realised that the latest episode of the 'Simpsons Comics', which I have had for a couple of weeks now, has a super-cool decoder watch with a little rotatable wheel with letters on, and a little piece of rolled-up paper and a pencil in special compartments. It may very well be the coolest thing I have ever obtained without paying. Well, apart from that lump of plasticine from the Science Museum, of course. Excuse me while I reminisce...

Okay, I'm back.
Anyhoo, yeah. It's a great watch, and I love it. It doesn't actually tell the time though, so I have to wear my normal watch as well, and that just looks silly. Well, you can't have everything now, can you?

Also, I have appeared as a guest in a collaborative vlog with my dear pal Ross Milnes. I did this a while back, but I forgot to mention it here. I'm remedying that now. So quit your whining. See it.

Three dimensions now. I kid thee not.


This is my very first 3D render. Ever.
Taking that into consideration, the fact that I have never done this before in my life, I'm jolly well impressed with the fruits of my labour.
Feedback, if it's not too much trouble, would be greatly appreciated.
Oh, and if you're reading this on Facebook and the picture isn't here, just click 'view original post' and look at the actual blog, you lazy sods!

Monday 16 November 2009

Winter is surely here, ladies and gentlemans

I wish I had more things to talk about when I get round to blogging. It must get jolly well repetitive for you lot, constantly reading blog posts where I natter on and on about not having anything to say. I promise to put a bit more effort into these blogs in the distant future. Possibly.

But for now, you're just going to have to settle for the fact that I have provided you with another blog post, and surely that's enough. Surely that should assuage your raging impatience.

I am so very tired at the moment. I've been at home for about an hour (I get home at half four - yes, that is stupidly late time to get home at) and I am absolutely cream-crackered, not half, cor blimey guv'nor. Positively pooped. To use the word exhausted would be a job half done. I am absolutely, irrefutably, one hundred percent dead on my legs.
...And yet, I can blog. I must have gotten a calculation wrong somewhere along the lines, because I'm clearly not as tired as I'm making out. Oh, what a moaning Michael I am. Ignore me. Ignore me and my moaning whingeables.

My cats have gotten colds. Yes, you heard me. They're sniffling and sneezing and wheezing and burning up, and it's quite sad to see them suffering. Two are on the mend, but the third, who caught it a bit later than the rest, is still tucked up in a blanket, by the fire. Bless her little cotton socks.
I'll keep you lot updated on their progress. Well, I've little else to do. Apart from sleep.
Actually, that sounds like a nice idea. Sod this, I'm off for a kip.

Cheerio.

Tuesday 3 November 2009

Speaking of which...

I... haven't a clue what to write about.
Tonight being Tuesday night, and tomorrow being Wednesday, and Wednesday being a good day, and a good day being one where I have only one proper lesson, I don't have any homework that needs doing for tomorrow. So when I got this sudden urge to write, I grabbed the opportunity with both hands.
Aaaaaaand... that's the story leading up to this post. Now I'm here, I don't actually know what to write about, and I don't want to do what I sometimes do, and waffle about my inability to write anything (creating a good paragraph or two of crap-filled padding).

...Oh, balls. I just did, didn't I?
Ah, well. It's kick-started me somewhat. I've been typing for long enough now; an idea has popped into my noggin.
I am currently reading a wonderful book called 'Joined-Up Thinking' by Stevyn Colgan. It's a book full of interesting facts, split into thirty short chapters, or 'rounds'. Within each round, the facts are linked to each other, so instead of having sub-headings and little boxes of info, it's all in one big, fasciniating piece of text. But the best bit is that at the end of each round, the facts manage to link themselves back round to the first fact, creating a literal 'round' circuit of trivia. Most of the rounds are linked to each other by a certain name, place, fact, etcetera.
Most amusing. I liked 'QI: The Book of General Ignorance', and this book is in a similar vein, right down to the quirky style of the cover. It even has a glowing review from Stephen Fry and John Mitchinson on the front (respective QIMaster and Co-Creator of QI).

Anyhoo, I have decided to have a go at this myself. I will create a trivia chain. Tight here, right now. I won't go into as much detail as Stevyn, but I'll provide you with enough.

-Ahem-

Cats can only see blue and green.
Blue and green are the background colours of the national flag of Easter Island.
The natives of Easter Island worshipped a god called Makemake.
Makemake is also the name of a dwarf planet, the third largest known dwarf planet in the Solar System. It is three-quarters the size of Pluto.
Pluto, Mickey Mouse's pet dog, first appears in the 1930 Disney cartoon 'The Chain Gang' as a watchdog.
The world's largest prison is the Twin Towers Correctional Facility in Los Angeles, California.
In 2001, two hours after being convicted of attempted murder, Twin Towers inmate Kevin Pullem walked out of the prison through an employee exit, using a cut out newspaper photograph of Eddie Murphy to alter an identification badge he used to escape.
Eddie Murphy got into comedy because of his father, an amateur comedian, and through being influenced by stand-ups Richard Pryor and Bill Cosby.
Bill Cosby spent four years as a Hospital Corpsman in the United States Navy.
In the years following the Cold War, the United States Navy's F-4 Phantom II and the F-14 Tomcat became military icons.
Tom or tomcat is the name given to an un-neutered male cat.
Cats can only see blue and green.

...and so on.

Well, that took far longer than I wanted it to. I'm going to end this blog entry now. Hope you enjoyed that little educational journey. I most certainly did. I may do it more often.
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