4 May 2009

"They don't fight, they look just right
In their tonics and button downs
If you see them around, don't put them down
They're the coolest guys in town"
I truly believe we have become a spoilt and decadent society. Not just because politicians are raping the public coffers for all they are worth only to have to pay it back and be "very sorry" but only once the public outrage reached biblical levels . Not even because little Jordan or Chardonnay Chav from the estate has to have the latest phone/trainers/games console only to have it appear in Cash Converters the very next week. My main concern is that all the homeless/drunkards/Big Issue sellers I see as I stare out of my large shop windows whilst gainfully employed (hey it's a living) all have very nice mobile phones, nicer than mine too. Now call me picky if you like but years ago the local tramp in our village felt himself blessed if he had enough money for a pint and/or a paper. Let alone sometimes we kids would share our portions of chips with the old feller. I know that I have in the past been slightly 'anti' the odd homeless or two, but lets not get bogged down with who threw who out of who's shop for attempted shoplifting or who advocated the sending to work camps and the gassing of whom. I mean how much can the credit crunch be hurting people if the lowest members of society have the accoutrements of the middle classes? How long until I see one of them pull up to his painted spot to stand on in his car? Sooner or later one of them will be overheard as he converses with a fellow seller about his summer in Tuscany? Maybe because it's because I'm bitter about having to deal with the latest scrote in my shop whom I found stealing the other day? How I don't punch people I will never understand. His drunken logic to why I stopped him was he "was just holding it". "Yes, just holding it inside your bag sir" was my reply. Then he counters with "why would I even want it?" "I don't know you tell me you were the one who was stealing it" I retort. I hate retail. All that and my favourite person failed to come to see me when visiting the town like she said she would what a crap week.
Still, on a brighter note here's the latest upload from yours truly. Quickly has a rummage through his external hard drive,
Right here goes. We have Paul Weller - Hit Parade, Japan - Oil On Canvas and finally PJ Harvey - Jungle Queen Demos. Hope you enjoy them.

1 May 2009

"Was chilled to the bone
At 8am On a Bournemouth morn
There was a drum deck
Outside room 51
Two nights before
Bristol ball
A runner took backdrop, exit hall
"

I'm getting overrun by tanks, I made the mistake of subscribing to the DeAgostini 'Combat Tanks' magazine not stopping to think that I didn't really have the room for the little plastic models. I suppose either of two options will happen #1. I'll make room or #2. My Nephew will receive a large box of toy tanks in the near future. I'd rather have a real tank though to tell the truth. Sometimes I think it's because I want to drive over the area manager's skull just to voice my disdain at his bullshit two half hour breaks edict which I have refused to take for the last 7 months or so. Other times it's because I want to drive around in a tank at the Tank Fest 2009 as it looked so much fun last year, I'm so sad I have the videos of last year on my iPod. I'm also off to Yeovilton air day with a couple of friends later on in the year. This may not be of interest to you but hey I find it much more interesting than sitting around watching 'Celebrity come dancing on ice has talent' or some such inane drivvel. Mind you I haven't watched my TV for ages now apart from the odd hour here and there. If it wasn't for Top Gear, Match of the Day or Time Team I'd not bother turning the damn thing on apart to play the PS3 or watch my downloaded shows. My landlord downstairs hasn't watched the TV for over six months. In fact he only tuned the freeview box on to partake in the recent retune. There isn't a great deal on really is there? It can honestly be said that I spend most of my time in the second world war though. What with the (rough estimate) 150 books I own, the several hundred games, myriad movies or documentaries and rapidly growing number of model tanks. Still it would be a better place if we could all just shoot people in the face that we didn't like... or in my case on Call of Duty World at War, fry everyone in sight with a flame thrower. Regular readers will no doubt have read of my wibbling on about all the Medal of Honours I have played and completed. And would like to apologise for the late arrival of this current post but blame the makers of CoD WaW right, whilst I'm off to do battle in the Reichstag (again) you can enjoy the current uploads.

I've uploaded Black Sabbath - Paranoid, Madness - Practice makes perfect (rerepost) and the 2 Tone story. Enjoy.... now where did I put my flame thrower?