I saw a man upon the stair…I saw a man that wasn’t there…
I saw a man walking up the high street this lunch time. He was carrying three of the flat stackers that I’ve been looking for. I stopped him to ask where he got them. He said he was disappointed by the question but told me anyway. I bought three.
It's only when I told someone at work that I realise it was a weird thing to do. Not exactly worth blogging, but hey; I was bored.
A couple of weeks ago I got a new GameBoy SP, from Woolworths, to replace my, 'borrowed' and slightly worn, old one. It came with ScoobyDoo2, which, I can only assume, is a terrible game.
A few days ago, whilst on my lunchbreak, I went into Game to try and get them to take it off my hands. They said there was nothing they could do without a receipt, which of course, I didn't have. After a bit of convincing, and more importantly, when the manager guy had gone to do something elsewhere, the young man, whose name slips my mind, said that the best he could do was swap it there and then, which kind of sucked. So, I asked for vouchers, which I got, to the value of thirty pounds. Go me.
Surely having sieve for a brain is actually a good thing.
A sieve removes something you don't want from something you do want; like pasta from water. Therefore, having a sieve for a brain would be good. Filtering all the useful information from the pooh.
Of course, that only works if you use your sieve in the pasta kind of way. If you use it to filter off liquid from solid then you're screwed.
What a weekend, zombies, barbeques in the rain and joining the gym.
The only thing I have against being a zombie and getting shot is that the face paint seems to have given me some kind of dodgy rash. I'm told it was worth it though; I just have to tell my face that.'
Basically, what we ('we' meaning Alendres and I) did was cover our hands, arms and face in watered down green face paint, wandered around moaning for a bit, then got shot. I'm sure I, or someone, will put the footage up somewhere and I'll link to it. I make a very good zombie apparently. Woo me.
After the zombie shooting, we had a barbeque under our newly erected gazebo. It started to rain, did we care? Hell no, our gazebo, halogen heater and plastic cups kept us happy.
The new KFC in town is quite nice, sauce dispensers and everything. They’ve gone the same way as the Burger King, in that if you’re having your food in then you get our own drinks…why they still ask what drink you want, I do not know.
I went in there the other day for lunch and over heard a woman who was with about 4,000 children (5 actually) complain to one of the staff that her burger was ‘falling apart and wasn’t good enough to eat’, She complained so much and demanded to see the manager. She ended up getting refunded for ALL her food. Some people just take advantage, it’s wrong and disgusting. I obviously tried not to stare at her, and I didn’t but my eyes did bore holes in to the back of my book.
I went back to KFC a few days later, there was a kid there eating with his nanny (I presume) and her friend. The woman was talking to her friend about how depressing her life is and the kid goes ‘Deb, can I have a cuddle?’ I thought, aw, bless.
I think my pocket could just about do with one of these.
My rats are too big for my pockets now; soon they will take over the house. I will be their leader and everyone shall fall. We shall declare war on the weakest countries first and soon will have our empire. The men and women who do not follow us will die in ways seen fit by the rodent lords and their carcasses will be left for the scavenger birds. My kingdom will be known as Kenya and we shall have lions and tigers.
Lord of the Rings: Return of the King is almost like a big game of Stronghold, only with much better graphics and really cool siege weaponry.
I would say there's a lot more emotion envolved in Lord of the Rings but I was playing a game of Stronghold the other week that suggested otherwise. My heart was in my throat, nearly literally.
