So long November

So hey, we're nearly all out of Novembers here at tobiwan.co.uk. But to replace them we're bringing in a whole new stock of Decembers just for you. They're fresh from the overworked hands of sweatshop elves in the far north. Don't worry too much about those little guys though, the particularly bad Polar Night that they get means it's best for them to keep themselves busy and occupied or the overwhelming tide of depression beckons them.

I ramble and digress.

So Christmas in Hawksville starts tomorrow. We're gonna decorate up the house real good. This is the first time we've stayed at home for Christmas so it's the first time we're gonna bother doing Christmassy type stuff with the house. Fun. See?

In preparation for this I have tidied like some kind of dervish or anomalously small tornado. Whisking round the house returning items to their correct and proper place and depositing knick-knacks and the like in their coves. It looks quite nice. And I have my breakfast bar back again as well. Which makes breakfasting a pleasure and a treat.

Um-de-dum what else?

Not a lot really. We had a good laugh in Personchester. The Hat has delved into it briefly, but The Network has declined to comment so far. All you really need to know is that we spent around about 31 hours actually in Personchester, of which:

around 8 were spent asleep
around 4 were spent playing poker
around 4 were spent watching DVDs
around 1 were spent on buses
around 4 were spent in pubs and clubs
around 10 were misc.

Also, they really overpack their nightbuses there. I mean for reals. It got to the point where you couldn't fit any more people on. They were on the stairs, standing upstairs, in the buggy holder bit, all the way up to the drivers seat. And at that point, when it was most full, the driver stopped to let more people on. I kid you not.

So.

Time to get dressed. Then it's hi-ho, hi-ho. etc.

overandout.

paydirt

The question, Raymond, was 'What did you want to be?'

Christmas is coming they say. And with it decorations, food, a David Ford gig or two AND OH GOSH snow on Christmas day. Can you believe that?!? I have it on a very reliable source.

Here's a couple of things to get you thinking. I know they have me. But just be careful you hear.

Thing #1: Fascist America
Thing #2: State Snoopers

These links are brought to you courtesy of overcompensating.com and jayhawkeye.blogspot.com. Other peoples are doing the thinking so as I don't have to. That's the way. Ah Ha. Ah Ha. I like it.

Overout

We done hit the town

Twas fun. I looked the stoopid. I'm ok with it.

Poke it

The humanity. Check out my crown and all of it's majesty. Oh yeah.

say my name say my name

Hello.

I was thinking earlier. Sometimes you know, you have ways, certain ways of doing things. You've done things these ways for a jolly long time.

And sometimes it occurs to you to wonder why you do things a certain way.

And you remember knowing that the reason was very logical and practicable.

But you can't remember the actual reason itself.

It's a funny thing.

I don't remember a lot of things. Either that or the misses makes up a lot of things that I've said and done. I suppose both are plausible.

Anyway. Two things for you.

1. Off to the Personchester tonite. Yummy.

2. Apparently I look like this guy. I don't see it personally.

you can't have all the crossroads.

where's that chain again?

Ok so the crazy part's all done with. It's just that trip to Personchester to register now.

Apparently England lost last nite. I really can't say I was hugely surprised. I think it was when I heard Steve Maclaren in an interview that was played on the radio news that I could see it coming. Not that I'm cyclic or anything. I think I'm what most people would call as a realist but what I call as a pessimist. About certain things you understand.

Regardless.

Since 'the preshaars' are over we're cutting loose. In our own special way. This involvings some wine, some currys, and oh yes, wouldn't you know it, a Will Smith film.

Not that I'm coming across as obsessive or anything.

Well I probably am. But I'm ok with it.

Never mind.

I'm off now. Things to do and all that. Expect some photos of the debauchery over the weekend. Yo.

overandout.

Doodleativity

Go on then. Analyse me oh mighty webface.

Glass prison

Glass prism?

so tired my eyes

Today has been a good day.

What happened?

- cakes of pan with bacon and maple syrup
- fresh coffee an' tea in plentiful supply
- Will Smith fest: I, Robot followed by Enemy of the State
- Glass of wine
- Spa: Steam, Sauna and Jacuzzi
- Glass of wine


Yayus! The only slight downers were the possible beginnings of a cold, the fact that I had to do some work during the films and after the spa and the fact that I can barely hold my eyeliddings up even though it's not even half ten yet. Rubbish. Ah well. There's still tomorrow to enjoy the funs.

This week should be quite busy. There's an inspection on. So there will no doubt be lots of reprographicalisilating to do for the peoples. All the whiles I will be maintaining a calm facade and a supportive demeanour to make the whole process less stressful for people. Cos I'm nice like that.

I suppose I had better submit to the despotic demandations of my eyeballs. They must be listened to and their commands had jolly well better be adhered to. Strictly! Post haste and all that jazz.

A bientot, adieu, adios and farewell. Until we meet again, just down the road from the crossroads.

As they say, you can't have it all..

tin man

Internet mookery INITIATE!!

Time to check myself in and present myself for your general perusal. It's been an interesting week. Been pretty busy. Working on various. Having fun with Flash don't you know. And that's all ways a good fun.

The misses has left for a weekend of fun in sunny Sussex which leaves funs to be had. Foop-ball, poker, Cakes of Pan, Divvids, beers, wines, See-gars.. The list it goes on.

In other news, it's good to see The Network and The Hat back online and tearing up the webbernet. Always a pleasure.

I'm not so good with the thoughts when I have Pirates fighting in the background, so we're nearing that part of the post which I like to call 'the end'.

Mmmhmmm.

overandout.

oberon

well well.

Once again it's Tuesday nite. Once again I'm not doing what I'm supposed to be doing. See I should be doing some work bits, but instead I'm not doing some work bits. And I'm also messing with everyone on facebook.

Please allow me to sum up the weekend (plus Monday/Tuesday) for you.

- Friday was foop-ball, but y'all knew that. They had a small shark infestation whilst we were playing. Kind of a pitch invasion but involving sharks. It was kind of surreal actually, but don't worry I dealt with it in a very masculine way.

- Aha gig day. We were playing in Chesterfield. It was a slightly weird one. Not sure if we were quite the correct band for the audience, but hey, I enjoyed myself and the organiser liked us. And we got paid so you can't complain too hard.

- Whilst in Chesterfield we had a great old time. We were staying in some rooms above the venue afterwards which meant that we could get a couple bottles of strongbow and KEBOIBS (not scoffers ones. And not Sheesh Keboibs neither) which was HELLA!

- 3 hours sleep plus a 3 hour drive the next morning - ALWAYS FUN!

- We made some lovely music on Sunday morning. What with the 5 part harmonies (me, Anwar, Saffa, L-Idea and Bits) and the delicious guitar parts (me, Anwar, Bobs and Saffa) and plus and also the lack of sleep it was a-mah-dandy-azing!

- Curried whole roast chicken. Durban style. Now this is a tasty dish. I even made a cake afterwards. Yum!

- Sunday early nite

- Dave hit 50 posts

- Can't be bother with Monday and Tuesday. They were fun. Ish. And I was still tired.

- Oh apart from I was listening to Avenue Q soundtrack earlier. Forgot how good that was. Really should go see that show.

This has been danged long. I feel like I should congratulate you for reading this far. Congratulations.

About time to go I pretty much think. You've been here too long. They'll be on to you soon.

overandout..

dammit

Shark done bit me.

here's where it is at

Reporting in once more. You can't get by without me. I suspect.

Now. I don't have much to say as we're having a 'nice old time' with Bits & Bobs and also NickBo. So.

What I am going to say is that we're on the edge of a momentous occasion. The final release of

BEATS BE PHAT.

The bugged out maxjam by Family Hawks and guests. Featuring:
The Misses
Mothervic
The Azzman Network
Helium Breath
DJ Sub-C/MC Banista
Car Lar
Kidsis
The Butcher
Pumbino
Davo B

The questions remain:

Should it be an mp3 download? Should I remix it into some kind of trippy Youtube video? How much do the protagonists protest?

I'll leave it all to you!!

HUZZAH!

Peee ESSS: Object to your nickname? Tell me what it should be in the 'COMMENTS'™

Treasure Trails

Hello.

These last few days I have been having fun with the Guinness Golden Domino treasure hunt. Yes I am a geek and yes it was quite fun. Don't have a girlfriend? Have a girlfriend but don't mind getting dumped? Head on over to GUINNESS® La leyenda del Dominó de Oro.

The whole idea is to unlock the new advert using codes that can be found across the web in sites that Guinness has set up.

If you honestly can't be arsed with all of that, just download the new Guinness advert.

Alternatively, if you're here through a google search and can't work out the clues, you could always try commenting here. If you don't annoy me I might even help you out. Heeeeee.

overandout

PS. Click on the mayor dude when you get to the site. The way he talks is peculiar.

fisheye

Ideas that I can't quite get to work properly.

Very much my style I'm afraid.

I've seen A LOT of blogs about html/css tricks/hacks/etc. Kind of comes with the territory of being a web designer with no formal training. Or maybe the territory of being a web designer (I hope). Any case, I really ought to take some notes of how I manage to fix things and pass it on. But I haven't so far. Kind of seems like a lot of work. I guess I should pass on the knowledge though.

We'll see.

I'm really tired and it's not even 9 of the clock. That is lame. And also lame.

overandout

Category: best firework picture

And the winner is... Tobiwan.co.uk for the second year running. "I'm so proud. Honestly I couldn't have done it without all of you." etc etc

Group photo!

It's a kodak moment

at week's end

In these secular days we live in what day is considered to be the last/first day of the week? Not a huge relevance I'll grant you.

Had a nice weekend. Anwar's birthday partee was yestre-daye. He made fajitaz. Wicked bad yo. His birthday is actually tomorrow though. Firey works day.

Not much to say. I suspect my dad has mentioned this before, but this scared the bejesus out of me: http://www.slate.com/id/2176185/.

Well. Not exactly scared the bejesus out of me, but certainly made me think. It's quite a balanced piece on the whole. Not that I've fully researched it of course.

Bed.

torn

big-ass lips

That's a big fat lip on my face right now. Foop-ball in the face just so as you know.

No goals tonite. Got very damn close though. Very dam close indeed.

I don't have any insights or revelations for you. Sometimes a boy done gots to recharging his batteries.

What I will say is this: never stick a fork in a bald man's head.

O&O

it's a trip

Thoughts:

- I've had some bizarre spam lately. Some of it is out and out sick and funny ("no more squirt squirt whoops love"), but some of it is just like Radiohead lyrics ("messaging not just"). I'm simultaneously amused and perturbed. Perturbed to think that these emails are worth sending out because there's somehow some kind of return on them.

- I can't help but think these people are in for rather a large shock when they die. I don't think I need to clarify this statement any more, but if you need some help drop me a line

- There are actually two kinds of rebels. Those who rebel from the inside out, and those who rebel from the outside in. The latter can be "inside", it's more of an attitude. I think I'm more of an in/out kind of guy, although I'm not sure I could tell you which I'd prefer to be

- I'm still astounded at how many christians are proud of the fact that they are recognised in non-christian environments as people "who don't swear". I don't want to start the swearing debate (go here if you do), it's just that I can think of a million better things to be 'known' for. If you still need some pointers, how about loyalty, love, honesty, LACK OF PRIDE, gentleness, oh and so on. God, you'd have thought we'd have realised the triviality of externals by now.

That's about it. I had planned on a picture, you know, but somehow it just didn't work out. It's been a good day all told though. Just ask the wife.

overandout