I’ve got a weekend in May that is shaping up to be pretty damn epic, and should be freaking amazing:
Chemical Brothers on the Thursday evening.
FAITHLESS!!! on the Friday (get a ticket at StarGreen, on sale today).
The Champions League final in Madrid, if Arsenal get that far, on the Saturday. Else the football league playoff final at Wembley instead.
A lunchtime drinking session at The Church with loads of mates on Sunday.
And rounded off with the Premier League Darts final at the Dome on Sunday evening.
It’s a good job I’m taking the Monday off work!
A good ol’ dashboard coincidence, featuring whytluda and kimbaland. I’m now hungry, although probably not for a PB&J, for which I’ve never quite understood the American fascination…
The Daily Star is well-known for putting eye-catching, celeb-obsessed headlines on its front page. More often than not they neither resemble the story that follows or, more importantly, the truth.
Tabloid Watch tears apart the last week’s worth of Daily Star front pages, which are, shall we say running fast and loose with the definition of “news”.
I’ve noticed a big upswing in followers the last 48 hours. Did I get on the Radar or something?
EDIT: Thanks to kapi for recommending me to Personalities in the directory. I guess there’s no category for “Gets annoyed easily at the media, and tends to write reams and reams without pausing for breath nor editing”. Yet.
After seeing that Banksy film the other day, I’ve spotted some bits and pieces of street art here and there as I’ve been wandering. This one was the other night just near King’s Cross Station, specifically here. As you can see from the Streetview, it’s pretty recent. There are a few more Space Invaders around London, most often round Covent Garden way.
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Busta Rhymes - Fire It Up
Yep, the Knightrider sample. Remember when this first came out? Hell yes.
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About the same time that the first figure was placed atop a four-story building at 25th Street and Fifth Avenue on Tuesday, the Police Department issued a statement reassuring New Yorkers that the figures are not despondent people on the verge of leaping to their deaths.
The NY Times on Antony Gormley’s new outdoors exhibition and the police reaction to the lifelike figures being placed atop buildings.
The installation should be complete by 26th March, but there’s already a couple in place near Madison Square. One in particular should be easy to spot, right in front of the Flatiron Building. A small gallery is up at the Guardian.
There was an interesting article on the BBC the other day (pre-Oscars), concerning trends/demographics of Best Actor and Actress awards, and whether they could be used to predict this year’s winner.
I thought this little graphic was the most intriguing, showing the ages at which these awards were won by men and women. It’s amazing just how skewed the female graph is to younger actresseses, whereas the male graph peaks from 35-50.
I guess this is a pretty succinct commentary on Hollywood in general, where men are “allowed” to mature more gradually and really perfect their craft, whereas women are more often cast off as soon as the merest hint appears that their looks may be fading?
reallykatie asked: how did you and the girlfriend meet?
p.s. sub of the day?
A few years ago, a girl I went to university with invited me to come along to her birthday dinner. She was going to some random restaurant with a load of people that she was currently doing a post-grad course with, and I would be the only one (I think) who wasn’t on that course. I was umming and ahhing about it, but decided to go along.
Towards the end of the dinner, after everyone had swapped chairs a million times, I ended up sat opposite this gorgeous little blonde girl in a red/white checked shirt. We chatted away for at least an hour, and coincidentally had to get the same bus back towards south London, which gave us another half hour or so of being able to get to know each other.
I looked her up on Facebook a day or two later, and we arranged for a second date. Both of us got quite, quite drunk on that one, and the rest is history! Just over a year later, we moved in together, and have been living in our little flat for 15 months now, all loved up.
Regarding lunch, if it were Thursday then the Sub of the Day would be a great shout: Italian BMT. Today’s, though, is savoury turkey breast, which is rubbish. It’s not a proper sandwich unless there’s at least 3 different meats in there!
