Christmas

14 Dec

Many things this blog talks of. Spoilers, Inside be. Careful now.

The spoilers are near the end. I think.

I’ve had 2 christmas cards so far. Neither got my name right. The first was from our painter and decorator, who managed to get my name confused with my dads, and made me a Rev. They also stuck an extra ‘r’ in my name. The other, strangely, came from Asthma UKNI, who called me Stephen. Its my middle name, but surely they must have my actual name?!?

Anyway, this gives me an idea. Person who gives/sends me a card with the most ridiculous derivation of my name wins a super awesome mega prize*

Moving on.

I have had a busy week. And yet I’m getting up early tomorrow to go pray with a whole bunch of other folk at city hall. And then I don’t know what, but at some point I’m finishing off getting tech ready for our churches ridiculously complicated but kind of awesome christmas kids service, followed by Mumford. I have no doubt I will pass out at some point. Preferably not while driving…

The mysterious number none of you care about is 355. Its a big number. Oh yes.

Now we come to the spoilers part of the blog.

This is a warning, there are spoilers.

SPOILERS.

I CANNOT EMPHASIZE THIS ENOUGH.

THERE ARE SPOILERS.

Got it?

Good.

The Hobbit. It was better than fellowship… though not by much. It suffered the mysterious plot point that the original 3 combined suffered.

Those are some lazy eagles.

They could’ve taken them the whole way, but nope. Lets just drop them on this random rock. Goodness knows how many orks and nasty spidery things lie in their way, but screw it WE’RE EAGLES. WE’LL HELP AS MUCH AS WE WANT. And apparently, its not very much.

Skraw.

Apart from that the whole thing had one properly exciting sequence, though it was longer than I expected, and otherwise consisted of walking. Lots of walking.

Which wouldn’t be neccessary, if it wasn’t for those lazy eagles, just like the first trilogy.

I’m sure I’ve annoyed enough LOTR fans now, so I’ll just leave it at that.

 

 

THUS ENDS THE SPOILERS.

And that’s just another segment of my mind.

 

*Super awesome mega prize might not be super, awesome or mega. In fact it might just be a figment of my own imagination.

 

 

 

7 Dec

Its only 18 days until Christmas…

…I should probably buy those presents…

Anyway, while I contemplate many an amazon wishlist, and the possibility of pretending to be in a coma so I don’t have to buy any of these things, I’ve decided I should write a blog.

Tonight I saw 7 psychopaths. No, I wasn’t in shaftesbury square, that collective of people would be called ‘Many Morons.’ 7 Psychopaths is a movie about psychopaths, and a writer trying to make up psychopaths while… well theres a few psychopaths. And some lovely murders. So, its a good film, typical of Sam Rockwell, Christopher Walken and Colin Farrell, so, y’know. Insane. It is about psychopaths afterall…

Its coming up to Christmas! 18 days away in fact. Which means I have free time. Weird that. Thus, if there is an occasion I may be available for, then I probably will be.

The number today is 348. If my maths is right. Its not really that complicated…

I figure my time at work may as well be spent actually giving you videos to watch, so its time for:

Random Videos of the Time Since I Last Blogged.

Space Janitors!

Equal parts silly, weird, and… Canadian.

Blood And Chrome! Again.

Because its awesome.

This is just odd looking.

And finally, Star trek into darkness…

Epic.

That’s all from me, remember, Rioting is bad. Christmas is good. Be happy, not angry.

16 Nov

Wheeeeeeeeeee…..

Hey! Look! A blog!

Its not about Christmas, because its still November.

Anyway, my head is bleeding. See?

Ignore the crazy eyes.
The consequences of forgetting a hat.

This is what happens when you don’t wear standard full face masks on an airsoft shoot. Remarkably, it doesn’t hurt. Though I have no idea how I did that with my eyes. There may be some damage there.

Remember, this blog is not about Christmas.

So, other than airsoft, this evening I was at the Town Hall for the Hackerspace I am a member of, called Farset Labs. Farset labs is a fun place where many random things happen, all of which are perfectly legal, and only marginally unsafe, and they just bought a 3D printer. This means we get to make random things out of plastic really easily, like spare parts, joints, scale models of our own heads…. We also got a parrot AR drone, which should be fun, and we have a Massive R/C helicopter but none of us can fly it… and star trek pinball! And numerous random things like Megadrives, bbc micros, NExTs, and a strange talking rabbit that reads out the weather and utters random things. What I’m doing there currently is building a remote web controlled rover that I have all the parts for… I just need to program it  and work out how to stop it burning itself out. And burning things down. Theres another project in my mind too but I need the printer first. And to design the thing. Its pretty cool.

Ow… one of my fingers hurts too. But not from airsoft, I slammed it in the gate at work’s car park.

Tomorrow I finally get to play one of my more recent purchase board games, Halo Risk, which promises to be an… experience.

Its actually this big. Really.
Click for boardgamegeek reviews.

Having never played Risk before I figure this will be an interesting evening, filled with much bloodshed (my head will have stopped bleeding by then, hopefully, I mean imaginary blood) and the usually kind of anger and betrayal that comes from friends playing board games.

Speaking of which, never play a board game with Timie Wilson. I’m convinced he is either a very good cheater or INCREDIBLY lucky. I had to sacrifice my entire army to stop him from winning Civilization the other night. And I didn’t even win. Grr.

Remember folks, this blog has nothing to do with Christmas.Well… maybe I should talk about Christmas… or not. NUMBERS. Today’s number is 328…for now. These numbers have yet to go down. And they’ve yet to be guessed correctly. I’m fairly certain none of you are trying. Seriously. Its really freakin’ obvious.

I can’t stop watching this. I don’t know why.

I’m not sure what this says about me.

Could be worse though.

I could’ve linked this.

That’s right. Now watch that 40 times in 3 days and you’ll get the kind of psyche I have where I want to jump up at a particular point everytime I hear that frakin’ song.

That’s one of the more meaningless blogs over.

I think I should go lie down.

Remember. Its November. Maybe the next blog might be about Christmas. But this one wasn’t.