Thursday, August 10, 2006

Not sound, lads...

Perhaps time for a proper blog...

How are yis? First of all to address the onenitesue issue once and for all. I'm open to comments being left on the blog, that's a given, but that sort of shit has no place here. I'll ask whoever it is to slink back into the woodwork from whence they came. I have my suspicions but don't wish to point the finger...

Anyway, enough of that.

It's reported that the main UK airports have been closed due to a serious terrorist threat. Lads, that's not sound. You can't be smuggling liquid explosives onto planes, willy nilly...

Elsewhere, I've calmed down my excessive pub going for the last, eh, couple of days anyway. The fiesta of non-stop boozing that is Brain Day is almost upon us, so want to make sure I still have a life to live come Sunday.

Was thinking about tactics (no, Gillian, not THOSE kinds of tactics)...

Plan is to hit the pub early. Emma, Skehan, the belle, Johnny, Cowzer, Noel... I'm guessing they'll be the hardcore drinkists around whom I'll take a couple of early scoops. Then I might relax her down to Lucozade or, day I say it, water, for a couple of hours while the later crowd drifts in.

Or I could just get destroyed.

In other news, off until next Wednesday. I figure by then I'll be back to some level of normalcy. The prospect of going to work straight after a Brain Day is not one I relish.

And what of my poor brain?

Well that's a secondary consideration.

1 comment:

Quinner said...

Nothing worse then delayed flights, just cos some mad eejit has spiked his red bull with C4. One day I would like to be responsible for delaying a terrorists flight, that would make a change for the books.