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November 21, 2006 at 17:14 · Filed under Anything Else?
In a bad day for comedy, Michael Richards was heckled past the point of no return.
On Friday night after receiving what was said to be almost constant distractions from one particular group of African-Americans at the Laugh Factory in California, Richards, better known as Kramer from the hit 90’s sitcom ‘Seinfeld’, totally flipped out and launched into a racial tirade against the involved parties.
Naturally, it wasn’t long before a video of the incident surfaced on the web, sent to celebrity gossip website, Tmz.com.
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Facing up to his wrong-doing, he appeared, Live via satellite on the Late Show with David Letterman on Monday night (20/11/06), his former castmate, Jerry Seinfeld was appearing that night, apparently Seinfeld had spoken to Richards and invited him to give a public apology and to speak about the incident.
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Of course, the way he acted was totally inappropriate but at the same time I do believe that he isn’t a racist and was simply wound up so tightly by these hecklers that he totally lost his head and in the heat of the moment just completely lost his mind.
He is most certainly showing remorse in the interview with Letterman. Let us just hope, for his sake, that it is real remorse.
October 5, 2006 at 09:41 · Filed under Anything Else?
An artist, known only as Slinkachu, is running a ‘tiny street art’ project in London right now.
You may have seen it mentioned in todays Metro newspaper.
In his own words, they are “Little hand-painted people, left in London to fend for themselves.”.
In a variety of different locations, designed to emulate real-people situations (and some not-so real situations).
One of my favourites is Waiting for the lift, which replicates a real lift, which by the look of it is one that exists on the London underground at Canary Wharf station.
And here is it’s real life counterpart.
As you can see, the tiny person and the little lift is next to the real lift, right at the bottom of the picture (you may need to zoom in).
Another of my favourites is West end phone box
This dirty little man is contemplating the call-girl who is apparently ‘Best in the model village’. Quite hilarious.
Check out Slinkachu’s blog, where you can find many more scenarios at Little People - a tiny street project.
October 3, 2006 at 16:12 · Filed under Anything Else?
Sure, the odds are slim that you’d ever be faced with an atomic device ticking down to zero. But think of how Jack Bauer it’d be if you were. And then who’re you going to trust? Us or some do-gooder rock band?
Disconnect the wires leading from the battery or the trigger/timer to the detonator. The battery will look like a battery; the timer is the part that’s counting down. Be careful: This is the trickiest part of the bomb – and where it’s most likely to be booby-trapped (the whole red wire/blue wire thing comes into play here). And for God’s sake, don’t fuss over the process in order to make the timer stop at something clever like 0-0-7.
Remove the neutron trigger. This will be a small disc or ball. Don’t eat it – it will be made of polonium or some other highly radioactive material, which initiates the chain reaction. After this step, the bomb can still detonate, but it won’t be Hiroshima.
Remove the conventional explosive. It’s the first part to go boom. In government weapons, it’ll likely be some type of IHE (insensitive high explosive), which is fairly safe to handle. But in an improvised device, it might be considerably more unstable. Just keep a steady hand …
Separate the U-235 masses. These will be two small but very heavy chunks of metal – an isotope of uranium. If they get too close to one another, the combined critical mass will flood the area with radiation, and you will die. Kept apart, each emits only relatively harmless alpha particles – you could even handle them without gloves if necessary. Put each piece in a separate metal box and call the authorities.
If these tips don’t work, give us a call and let us know what we got wrong.
Lifted from Wired
August 16, 2006 at 09:03 · Filed under Anything Else?
Yes, cyclists must dismount, but, if you were reading the Welsh, you wouldn’t necessarily know that, in fact, you might be quite alarmed at what that little yellow sign was telling you.
This sign can be found at the roadworks between Cardiff Bay & Penarth.
The top, is obviously English, and, as usual for Wales, it’s Welsh translation is below, or..it should be.
In this case, it’s totally irrelevant, but admittedly quite funny, drivel.
CYCLISTS
DISMOUNT
BLADDER DISEASE HAS
RETURNED
July 4, 2006 at 13:49 · Filed under Anything Else?
1 Hitherto unsuspected tattoos are on display, often requiring wholesale mental readjustment in social perceptions. It is frequently these, rather than the heat, that are making you dizzy.
2 You are unable to face drinking tea or coffee and spend much of your day trying to work out how to caffeinate the water cooler.
3 If you live in the city, the air is visible and has to be cut into manageable chunks before it can be inhaled. If you live in the country, your smug air is visible and you are in danger of being cut into manageable chunks by desperate urban refugees.
4 You come to believe that deodorant is God’s own stickful of petrochemical derivatives.
5 The cat is scratching the words “Shave me, shave me” on every available surface. The dog is writing letters of complaint to the design committee that dictated that panting rather than, say, unzippable pelts should be the main method of canine temperature regulation.
6 Sex seems like the worst idea anyone has ever had, ever.
7 A visit to the shops makes you deeply aware of how very far we still are as a nation from embracing the pedicure as a standard component of personal grooming.
8 The bikini is suddenly acceptable office lunch-hour wear, though disconcerting when still worn with tights in order to faciliate the quick change back at two o’clock.
9 Entering the sauna/going on the sunbed gives you goosepimples.
10 The human body finds new and interesting ways to let you down, notably in the way of inner-thigh chafing among women and scrotal sweating among all the others.
11 People rush to book holidays somewhere even hotter.
12 Foreigners walk around in thick coats and long trousers insisting that if this happened at home they would still be huddling round log fires.
13 You suddenly have veins like jungle vines and, if you listen very closely, can hear blood vessels popping under the most minimal physical exertion.
14 You sleep naked and spreadeagled, like a pornographic starfish.
15 You elbow old ladies in the face to get the last electric fan in Comet.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/Columnists/Column/0,,1812093,00.html
February 14, 2006 at 17:11 · Filed under Anything Else?
Walkers have radically overhauled their crisp manufacturing operation.
They are now using Sunseed oil and have totally elimitated the use of vegatable oil.
The use of this new oil is said to decrease saturated fat by 70%
The new style taste different, but how different? And are they better, or worse?
We put them to the test.
Three hardened tech support junkies with nothing better to do seem like ideal candidates for our little test.
And here is how they line up..
We have the both old and new style Roast Chicken & Cheese and Onion crisps. To be fair, an independent adjudicator, me, placed one crisp from each bag onto tissue paper and remembered which was which.
The contenstants were not allowed to see which was which.
Results
Adam;
Guessed correctly the difference between the Cheese & Onion, but not the Roast Chicken. Prefers the new to the old in both varieties.
Mark;
This crisp connoseuir was able to detect with ease the difference between the new and the old varieties. 10/10. However, he did not know which was the better crisp. Indeed, Mark even remarked something that I think we had all been thinking for many years….
“These don’t even taste like chicken.”
Jon;
Correctly guessed the Cheese & Onion new from old, but failed miserably with the Chicken as by the time he had guessed the Cheese ones, he had forgotten what the Chicken ones tasted like, D’oh! Also reports that he is indifferent as to which is the superior potato product.
Conclusion
Messing around with 4 bags of crisps really makes a mess of your desk, and also, nobody really cares as much for crisps as I do. Go figure.
January 29, 2006 at 14:16 · Filed under Anything Else?
Well, it’s another Sunday afternoon.
One Sunday every month, I have to work.
It’s a boring task, as generally, there is nothing to do.
My job is to be here in case there is an incident.
Server goes down, telephones stop working, printer blows up, etc. You know, the usual ‘issues’ that people without the word ’support’ in their job title are incapable of dealing with.
But, since so few people actually work on a Sunday, there is hardly ever a problem.
I bring in my laptop or portable DVD player and sit here watching movies all day. Cushty.
What I miss, however, is the Great British Sunday roast, normally enjoyed every Sunday, either with my family, or Lauras family. It’s a British tradition.
Turkey, Beef, Pork or Lamb with all the trimmings, carrots, broccoli, cabbage, roast potatoes, new potatoes and not to mention, Yorkshire puddings and gravy.
It simply cannot be beat.
Fuck ‘the great American hamburger’
Fuck ‘the amazing Italian pizza’
A British Sunday lunch will win each and every time.
But, I don’t get to have it whilst I’m in work.
In fact, I rarely eat when I’m in work on a Sunday. I can’t usually be bothered walking into the city centre to get anything, even if it is only 5 minutes away.
The reason being, when I do get there, what is my choice?
Burger King, McDonalds or a shitty tuna sandwich from the newsagents that has been there, on the counter next to the till since at least Friday morning, if not before.
But now, I’ve discovered an alternative.
Ring-a-Roast
They will deliver a full roast dinner, with the meat (or nut cutlet for you veggies) of your choice, anywhere in Cardiff.
The prices aren’t too bad, considering if I had a pizza delivered, it would be about the same price.
I’ve decided to try it out this afternoon,
Roast turkey
served with bacon & sausage roll, sage & onion stuffing,
new and roast potatoes, gravy, peas & carrots
Sounds great. I hope it lives up to my expectations.
Update 16:39
Well, it came, in good time too.
Overall, it gets high marks. Obviously, it isn’t quite like mum’s roasts, simply because everyone is used to their own family style of cooking it and everyone is slightly different.
Some mix the vegetable water to make the gravy, others put marmite in the gravy, others don’t.
Some steam their vegetables, some boil them, etc.
One thing is for sure though, I shan’t have to miss a Sunday roast again just because i’m working.
January 25, 2006 at 15:56 · Filed under Anything Else?
Translation: Happy Saint Dwynwen’s day!
For those of you that aren’t in the know, St Dwynwen’s day is Welsh Valentines day.
Many Welsh natives celebrate it on the 25th January instead of, or as well as, St Valentines Day.
The story goes that Dwynwen lived in the 5th Century AD and she fell in love with a young man named Maelon.
Her father refused to allow her to marry Maelon, for whatever reason, so she prayed to God for her to forget her love for him.
God sent down an angel bearing a poition for Maelon to drink. After drinking this potion, Maelon turns to ice.
As well as receiving the potion, Dwynwen also receives 3 requests from God.
The first one she uses to have Maelon released.
The second she asks that, through her, God look after all true lovers.
And finally, that she remains unmarried. At which point, she then retreats to the solitude of Llanddwyn Island off the west coast of Anglesey to become a hermit.
Quite a moving story, ahem.
But, I do find Welsh folklore rather interesting, being a real patriot and all.
Naturally, S4C, the Welsh language TV channel, are celebrating with a string of romatically themed programmes airing tonight.
December 6, 2005 at 19:03 · Filed under Anything Else?, Moblog
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