A messy messy weekend. Friday night started off quiet. I did some shopping in town and was home about 7. All set for a nice quiet night in when I got a call that some of the lads were down in Camden. 3AM rolls around and we are at a private MTV party in Islington. Oh and we were on the guest list…

Yeah I’ll let you know when I figure that one out too.

Saturday morning was mundo hungover.

Met up with Cobweb in the Tup and had a pint. Felt so much better after that…and the lot of Neurofen I had started the day with. Wandered around Camden for a little while and got my hair cut. Then off into the Ben Crouch for Culchie’s birthday drinks. It was agreed by all but anw that Tayto were fine fine crisps and they were indeed very nice. It all ended pretty early when everyone fucked off to Slimelight shortly after 10. However Neil/Dave and I went onto a party in Archway and were still drinking (and singing and dancing) there at 3AM.

Sunday morning was mundo hungover.

Some CoH to get through the afternoon and then a call from Pat lead to a dinner in TGI Fridays before he heads off to the US. Decent food, their JD sauce is heaven and a few good laughs. Not so much beer which was good. No hangover this morning which was better.

Friday being pay day lead to some splurging this weekend. Quite a bit actually.Intermission had to be bought on sight and I’m looking forward to watching it again sometime this week. Books went a little overboard. New books by Mark Billingham, P.J. Tracy and most importantly Boston Teran were all purchased in hardback along with three sets of 3 in Border’s 3 for 2 sale. Some decent reads. I’ve enjoyed Dan Brown’s stuff. It’s quick and easy to read and entertaining. Reading Digital Fortress at the moment and it’s good fun, nothing special but good fun.

A few comics too, picked up Arrowsmith: So Smart In Their Fine Uniforms. I have all of it in singles but it really was one of the most enjoyable series I’ve read in a good while so I wanted it in a cover too. In fact a nice hardcover would have been good. Other than that, the latest collection of Mark Waid’s Fantastic Four was fun and I want to re-read all of 100 Bullets now with a new 7th trade to look forward to. DareDevil was good and The Pulse was excellent. Loved the conversation with Ben Ulrich and Spider-Man.

Listening to some U2 at the moment. Been quite a bit of discussion about their current troubles in the office recently. The general feeling is to please don’t release the album. Finish it off and then release it, as it should be. Hail to the Thief being on the net early didn’t seem to hurt it much and people who had downloaded it went straight out and bought the album. Given the chance, I’d certainly listen to the rough cuts but I’d still be out there buying the album on the day of release.

I’ve only just realised how much I use Google. Not just as a search but as a spell checker and a way of navigation. Instead of going to the Beeb and looking for U2, I would have just googled it and gotten the link there a few seconds faster.

DON’T PANIC

Yes, it’s true. As I type this, the end times appear to be upon us.

Google is down.

Don’t panic. Normal service will resume shortly. I suggest ducking and covering under your desk.

It will pass.

David Hasselhoff, the man, the legend, the Hoff.

Back in the heady day of the WEF one of the regular images thrown up in a thread was of David Hasselhoff. Naked, some puppies positioned across him. And trust me the image is far far worse than you just imagined.

A while ago in work one of the lads on the team annoyed me about something and for some reason we had been taking about Knight Rider earlier in the day. So after much painful googling I found the picture. I renamed it to be toolbar error or something like that and sent it to him asking him to check out the error and let me know what he thought.

He screams like a big girl. I was actually in tears laughing so hard at him. I couldn’t speak for a good couple of minutes. He saw the picture and while screaming, pushed himself away from his desk, got a good 6 feet before hitting the cabinet behind him.

Since then, we’ve made it a point to keep an eye on the Hoff’s events. Metro seems to cover him quite a bit (I have no idea why) and one of use would always remember to bring it in. Popbitch seems to be a big fan too so there is often a laugh in that. It’s spread throughout the team and everyone’s in on it. It makes us laugh. Most of the lads around know about it too and just laugh at us (and rightly so) whenever we mention it. It’s a team meme.

When we heard about the rap album being recorded by Ice T and Hassle the Hoff, there was even more merriment and he’s been the Hoff ever since.

Now he’s in Chicago down the West End. I came close to falling down an escalator when I saw the first poster promoting it on the tube a week or so ago. What’s even sadder than all of this (and yes it gets worse). We are all off to see him. Gonna get some cheap tickets, have a beer or 4 and go and have a laugh. It could be quite good fun.

So, last night, I was the in the Porterhouse in Covent Garden. Leaving do for a friend, whole load of people out and we are standing out the front drinking and chatting. All of a sudden there is a commotion on the street, a bit of a bang and a loud crash. Turn around to see one of those taxi bike things has just hit the back of a car. The car had stopped suddenly to let it’s passenger out. As it turns out the stage entrance for the Adelphi is the building next door.

It was, the one and only Hoff. A group of fairly drunken lads walking down the street noticed him and ran over to say hello. He dashed off pretty quick with just a look to the side we were at. I wonder what he must have thought to see a large group of people almost in hysterics.

The very first thing I heard from the guy I sent the photo to in the first place, before even a good morning, before I got to turn my computer on. “Did you really see him?”.

So that’s a very long explanation of why I paused all my downloads when someone put a copy of best of up. Tomorrow I burn cds and present them to my team.

I’ve spent 20 minutes on the top of Primrose Hill talking to my dog. Not a conversation just me sitting there talking to her.

easy fucking enough?

I’m sorounded by people smarter than I am. I can’t even figure out how to get the bloody HTML to display in here to show you the answer I got in email this morning. Well that’s not entirely true. I don’t have the patience to make the tables work properly. I hate hate hate hate tables. I cannot stand them they never work right for me. Yes I know they are simple, they just don’t like me and I don’t like them much.

Is Motley Crue’s Bitter Pill one of the greatest songs of all time? Why yes, yes it is.

I had planned on going to bed early this evening. That was about two hours ago but after talking Hebe for a walk I seem to have been sat at my computer for about 90 minute with nothing to show for it. Primrose Hill is really nice by night, especially on a clear night like tonight. It’s a damn pretty view. With the weather so nice these days and colleges being out, there are large groups of young people (I can’t believe I’m calling college students “young people”) sitting around talking and drinking. Ah good days.

Around this place has been entertaining today. I can’t really say I put much (read: any) effort into applying anything to me. Bee-loving little comment slag! is to blame for it all. (I really have to write something to automate that for me. Having to go check the html for style each time is getting old already. Tomorrow at work perhaps.) Blogger has a nice feature to prepopulate entries but I never really took to using that as I’d rather a selection of templates I can enter. I’ve never gotten around to using a LJ client, perhaps one of them can do it.

Oh in today’s news, the Mercury Music Prize nominations are particularly shit. Franz Ferdinand are acceptable but that’s about the best you can say about em. Decent fun live but nothing to really spend any money on. Speaking of live, the Barfly mail has just come in. Do I want to spend Friday night at a British Sea Power DJ set just down the road? I may well do. Hmm, now they are an excellent live band with a damn fine debut album under their belt.

Fuck it, going to sleep now. I’m tired.

I’d love to go and work for Google. They seem like a great company and still a good bit of that Dot Com sheen.

However I don’t think I’d have a chance in hell at even getting an inteview. Here is one of their recruitment ads and a little explanation with it.

Answer on a post card (comment) please?