news and also news
I apparently have a new current favourite song. It's called 2nd Amendment by Easyworld. I've fallen in love with it.
The Saffa has
jumped on board. I hesitate to report these sorts of goings on because most people appear to be hopeless bloggers. Or blaggers if you like.
In a similar vein and on a similar tack I'm going to be doing some pruning of my blogroll doon the sidebar there. Blogs that don't get updated oftener enough may find themselves 'trimmed'.
I scored a 'sweet goal'™ tonite at foop-ball. You wish you were me.
Poker very soon. Just got to get dressed.
over.
out.
bruv
Labels: blogs, daily life, david ford, music
being so sure of yourself is dangerous
So have a little humility eh?
Labels: other
how not to..
Myself and Saffa went to see the sunrise this morning. Good idea. What wasn't such a good idea was going to Wrotham Hill (which doesn't face east), driving to try and find somewhere else, putting tea in a flask that still smelt strongly of coffee (teacoffee is not so nice). So you know, it wasn't a romantic thing. There was supposed to be loads of people but no-one else showed. Turned out ok. We saw it rise over some trees eventually.
It actually felt a bit like those guys who go around chasing twisters. Only not as dangerous. And ah, we.. well, I, was a bit crap at finding somewhere where you could see the sunrise.
Mark even said he might blag aboot it. And he doesn't even have a blag.
Which brings us to now. I'm supposed to be doing stuff. But I'm not. But I'll go and make myself some tea (sans coffee) then procratinate a bit more then maybe do something.
Jack's International Mic Night tonite. Huzzah.
overandout
Labels: daily life, stupidity
Some strangewags
But only 3/4 of. Jemima had to shoot off unfortunately. :(
Labels: pictures
Camp strangeday 07
Bigger, faster, stronger, sweatier, gracer
Labels: pictures
the eve of the war
Well.. Not literally. But it's a little nod for y'all Jeff Wayne fans oot there.
Bub and Sass get marrid on the morrow. Good times. Lots of music preparation been going on.
Going to drink whiskey and smoke cigars now. Sinfully delicious y'all uptights.
So much trouble for such few wordses.
love you
Labels: daily life, wartsnall
it's curtains for you

Been doing a little home improvement. It's satisfying. Plus and also we had people round last nite whilst I was doing it.
This helps for two reasons. The first being that I am less likely to break out in "anger" when things go wrong. The second being that the Jub was on hand to give a li'l assistance. As we know, the root of the word assistance is 'ass'. Which is why I needed it. Uh huh.
As an aside (just can't live without 'em) I do love finding word roots that have nothing to do with the actual word. It's a little hobby of mine. And as we all know, the root of little hobby is 'lit hob'. I think you know what that means..
Getting back to the point™, we had ourselfs a nice old time last nite.
Addressing one of the other of the questions facing us (see earlier
post) I have
worked out to a certain extent. Ahem.
Not a greatly philosophical post, I'll grant you.
But then, you can't have it all.
Labels: bizarre asides, daily life, pictures
Where do we find ourselves?

You's got to love them sunscapes. Yeah?
We find our selfs lazing around back in the homestead. With the Fizz. The questions we face are slightly ones of losing the weight, of the sorting out of and of the playing of the music on Friday for the BubbSass wedding and of the sorting of the house. Small questions in life's great treadmill.
I really really don't mean this question to sound the way that I assume most people will think it sounds, and because of that I don't hesitate to ask it. How is it that a lot of blogs get all the comments that they get? Am I not resonating with the bloggernet? I get reasonable hits per month, but not many comments. And verily, I say to you, I honestly don't care in that way. I really don't. I'm happy with none. I just wonder how people get them. And maybe if I knew, I wouldn't put said knowledge into practice. Mebbe.
Labels: daily life, musings, pictures
this that and, of course, the other
Stoopid hacking type people ruined my phone auction. So I'll now have to relist it.
It's interesting (maybe) to think that when people are behaving themselves there are two categories. Unless you can think of more, in which case there are two or more categories.
- people who don't do immoral things on the basis that it's immoral
- people who don't do immoral things on the basis that they might get caught
Which category any given person falls into differs on an issue by issue basis. For instance I would imagine that quite a few people fall into the second category when driving a car.
The thing is though, for the first category you would expect that the person will never do the action in question, but for the second it's just a matter of what risks they're prepared to take or whether they get the opportunity to do the action without getting caught.
The application of this (I can tell you're itching to hear it), or rather the catalyst for me thinking about it is using/leaving your credit card details in the possession of other people. You have to leave your card as a deposit for hiring surf boards etc and I've also recently heard of people having their credit card details stolen by petrol stations in Dartford (I don't know which ones). Most people hopefully will fall into the first category and you're safe, but some people fall into the second category, and you'd better hope they don't have a plan.
To the moon
Labels: banal observations, musings
SURFING

Yes I did go surfing today. I've included a picture with this post so you can see how very, very cool I looked. And that is VERY.
My body it is tired after all the buffeting I received from the waves. I would have liked to have received a buffet from the waves instead. Yes.
That is all as I need to be more social and less antisocial.
overandout
Labels: holiday, pictures
black and white and grey. Monochrome in fact. Or greyscale
Or grayscale if you're of the american spelling persuasion. Or ghrayschayle if you're cheating at Scrabble. Or greyskull if you're into nostalgia. Whatever.
Rants recently said something about the blog spectrum on his blog. I'm not sure where I'd fit on his restrictive little system (I jest, Mr Builder) but I've recently discovered.. well, I say discovered, it's more that I just made it up, so let's start again. I've recently made up that I would rather sit the whole way across such a spectrum than sit somewhere on it.
This goes for quite a lot of things. When I fill in those personality questionnaires or learning questionnaires or any of that guff I tend to come out as a hideous mish-mash of all of the outcomes/types. I'm running away from the truth perhaps?
On a vaguely related tack, we were just having a conversation about how different people see things in either black and white or grey (that's a very old concept so I'm sure you know what I mean) and how nice it must be to be able to see things in black and white.
I'm not sure I had a point to get to with this so I'm not sure how to continue. I would like to be able to see things as black and white. Maybe I do in some ways. For instance, I have a black and white view about how grey everything is. Everybody wins. Seeing things in grey is more tiresome I guess. If you see it as black and white it's easier to go about things.
Might be about time to wrap this up here and now. We're on holiday this week by the way. We're in Cornwall with the RealPilot and the Fogpilot (who now have a MiniPilot as well) until Thursday and then we're going up to Shropshire to visit the GrandRents-in-law. Fun fun.
overandout
Labels: banal observations, daily life, holiday, random guff
fancy buying an album?
So many to choose from. You
could try this one.
ahemLabels: music, strangeday
Mini 3dBs Down
They're pocket-sized! So you can always keep 'em on you.
Labels: music, pictures
not that they wouldn't anyway
I wonder what prospective employers would make of all of this here. Hire or fire? It's an interesting question. Does this guff have any relevance to my professional potential? Is the title of my blog a deterrent perhaps?
Maybe I shall never know..
Do you think they should maybe cut the clandestinity of the exercise and mark your internet presence and its bearing on your employability out of 10 on a form for you.
Well Mr Toby One you scored high on general dedication to blogging and getting yourself out there (or whoring yourself about as we like to call it) but you fall and fall hard on overall content and on your slipshod, nay slovenly, approach to language, entertaining an audience and, quite frankly, making any bl*ody sense what-so-ever. Please do not darken our doorstep again.
Could be good. I await the day when people start businesses that will assess someone's online 'portfolio' for companies and summarise in a one-page writeup. There's money to be made I deem.
By the way I self-censored back there because I know that I may have picked up a few readers of a 'sensitive disposition' somewhere along the line. And I like to look out for them, bless their little trepidacious souls.
overandout
Labels: musings, pretentious crap
webber-writing yo
Isn't it funny the things that people get indignant about? For this 'banal observation'™ I have drawn on the experience of seeing them speedy cameras what are been burnt or painted over or whatever. People get rather het up about it all don't they? But why? It's the law. If you don't want points or fines, don't speed.
The funny thing with people is they're always justifying things with theoretical situations. "It's unfair that if you lapse in concentration and accidentally go too fast you should be punished". How often does that really happen? You know you're going too fast. The lapse in concentration was not noticing the camera. Also, shouldn't you be concentrating all the time when you're driving? Not that anyone does of course. Not even, not EVEN, yours truly.. hee.
The other one that makes me chuckle is when there's talk of putting speed limiters on cars. I'd really appreciate one time someone actually saying "well we don't want speed limiters because I like to go really fast actually." But the line that usually gets used is "it's dangerous because sometimes you need to accelerate out of danger". I've been driving for 8 years and the only time I've ever had to do that is because I was going too fast in the first place. Maybe not being able to go over a certain speed would cause a couple of accidents. But maybe that should be weighed against how many accidents get caused by speeding in the first place..
"I don't like tobiwan.co.uk so much these days. He's getting preachy."
The actual point I was originally going to make before I "went off on one"™ was that it's bizarre that people get all fired up and burn speed cameras when there's things like Guantanamo Bay going on. I guess it's only really easy to get passionate about stuff that affects you personally hey?
Quoi d'autre? OH I'M SELLING A
PHONE ON EBAY! Huzzah!
K I'm done. You can't have it all yo yo.
Labels: banal observations, musings, speed cameras
what do you know?
I'm back again.
I just can't stay away now can I? I'm trying to think of some interesting stories to tell you all about myself. Not a lot is coming to me right now. Turns out I'm not all that interesting.
Oh I can tell you one thing. In addition to my bloggins of Serbia, Anwar has put up a whole bunch of photos and a diary blog of our little trip on the band myspace.
Make rock not war peoples.
Today I am watching Jurassic Park. Then we have a wedding to go to this evening. Hopefully there will be drinksing and dancing. Or tanzen if you will..
That's aboot it.
Peace and love good webber-buddies
Labels: daily life
beware the red mist

This post is all about today. OK?
Today we went to the London and for to record some. We were recording some for a tee vee programme. It's a pilot for an entertainment programme that will be pitched to zeetv. We had to mime two songs. That was strange. You can see the studio set up on the right.
After we got back myself and the misses went for a spot of dinner with Anwar and Hanwar. That was nice. Nice food and nice chats. So thanks for asking..
I went to play foop-ball after that and let me tell you, that was not the best of times.. I hate to see grown men turn to pricks because of a game. Really I do. Especially when I follow suit. I have to confess I did yell at someone to "copulate" off because it all became too much. Not my finest hour. My own prickishness arrives not because of a game but because of people taking said game too seriously and becoming asshats. That doesn't excuse it of course. But hey, it's all square now. We're all good and I'm sippin' wine and chillin' and I'm leavin' you with a lovely sunset.
Yo Yo

Labels: daily life, strangeday, wartsnall
what happens in chain reaction stays in chain reaction..
Or at least identities do. Here's a selection of funny moments (that no doubt will no longer be funny in the retelling) that all went down last nite..
- Solid objects followed by what they're made of: FROGS! ......CELLS!
- plants followed by animals that eat them: Bamboo. KOALAS! ....... oh. pandas
- Breeds of bird: Tit, Shag, Cock.. (I had more but I forgot them)
- Diseases said with a cough in the middle: *cough*aids. No that doesn't work, you were coughing at the beginning. It would have to be ai*cough*ids...... her*cough*pes
there were more but it wouldn't be fair you know..
Labels: funny, listy
gotta cut somewhere
cut and run baybee.

Aren't dreams kind of crazy things? I don't really remember what I dreamed about last night but it was something to do with going camping in America. Why? I don't know.
I need to fit more plans into these empty days you know. Otherwise I sit around. Today the Saffer is coming to play. I don't know what we'll do. Make some music maybe. Not sure what's happening in the evening.
Right now, however, I am watching the making of Lord of the Rings. I'm so cool.
overandout
Labels: daily life, pictures
baronial
I got a few bits and pieces for you today. We're off to check out a church where Bub and Sass are getting marrid in less than a month fairly soon, so I will be brief. For now..
- Did you ever wonder what the difference between a citizen and a denizen is? Not much apparently. You never tend to hear people talk about citizens of the deep however.
- Do you ever get annoyed when you're installing something or using some weblication and they only give you the option for U.S. English? This is probably not a very fresh or original insight but what the carp is that aboot? Either there's some serious inferiority issues going on there or perhaps they're worried that there's gonna be some americans going "I don't get it, my language ain't on this list" if they just list it as ENGLISH.
I'm running out of time right now so I'll just leave you with all the quotes about god from my little
archive of quotes. Dandy
- "God made me to run, and he made me fast, and when I run I feel his pleasure." - Eric Liddell, Chariots of Fire
- "I'm not one for dance classes, feeling if God had wanted us to wear leotards he would have painted us purple." - Victoria Wood
- "Newbie, if the next two words out of your mouth aren't 'See ya' then the third word will be 'Oh my god. my crotch. You've punched me in my crotch.'" - Dr Cox
- "As God once said, and I think rightly..." - Margaret Thatcher.
- "For godness sake, will someone else please submit some quotes!!!!!!" - Mothership
- "You can tell it's a heatwave when......
You come to believe that deodorant is God's own stick of petrochemical derivatives" - Lucy Mangan - "Live among men as if God beheld you; speak to God as if men were listening." - Seneca
- "I'm not a god. I've just been.. misquoted" - Lister
- "As the days go by, we face the increasing inevitability that we are alone in a godless, uninhabited, hostile and meaningless universe. Still, you've got to laugh, haven't you?" - Holly
- "Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy" - Benjamin Franklin
- "Love, having become a god, becomes a demon" - C.S Lewis
- "You go do that. And I'll go find God, quit drinking, get in touch with myself emotionally, and we'll meet right back here at half past impossible. Mm'kay?" - Cox
Labels: listy, musings