First up, I blogged twice yesterday, so if you missed those be sure to read and enjoy.
So, yesterday was the second and last public performance of our AS level scripted piece 'Grimm Tales' which I plugged very shamelessly on this blog a few times.
After some hasty rehearsals, we retired to the drama studio where we met the examiner, who quite helpfully identified Danielle as a girl, me as having long hair, Nick as being tall and Doug as being Doug. Which was all fun. We then went out to set up the stage, noticing the growing amount of people filling the seats, who included special guest appearances from Jess and Helen, which was all fun. So, setup. The book, being an important prop was place in the centre. Nick handled the percussive side of the set, whilst Doug and I hid behind stage trying not to look conspicuous.
Since the audience had the camera, I wasn't sure exactly what was being taken, but it was nice to see some shots of the programme (drawn by Danielle) that clearly states the title of the play, a big bad wolf (natch) and 'hard Stewart' as performer. I iz well 'ard, innit.
And so, with the stage set, the lights lit, 'twas time for the show to go on.
Act 1 : Little Red-Cap
A traditional version of Little Red Riding Hood, though with the same basic plot, so not much exposition needed here. Needless to say it started well, and all the characters were present:
Evil Narrator - Danielle
Red-Cap - Nick
Wolf - Doug
Mother/Grandmother - 'chard Stewart
Huntsman - Nick
Kudos to Doug for looking great in both a wolf mask and a cardigan
Best Line: 'Narrator - There was once a delicious little girl who was loved by everyone who saw her'
Act 2 : Clever Hans
Like Hansel and Gretel, but without the second syllable, a brain, logic and a house made of various items of confection.
Hans' inner self - 'chard
Hans - Doug
Mother - Nick
Gretel - Danielle
Hans, a young lad of mixed cognitive ability (apparantly) faces the struggle all men face- being manipulated and generally f*cked around by females, which leads to a messy divorce, blind sheep, a bruised face and a slightly cut up vest.
Best Line: 'Hans - Hans goes to the stable, cuts out all the calves and sheeps eyes, and throws them in Gretel's face.'
Act 3 - The Hare and the Hedgehog
Here Messrs Grimm and Grimm seem to go off on an Aesop tangent.
Hare - Nick
Hedgehog - 'chard
Hedgehog's (beaten) Wife - Doug
Evil Narrator - Danielle
A sexist and wife beating hedgehog goes to see how well his turnips are growing when he runs into the Hare. After some well placed insults about my legs (?) we agree to a race to decide who has the better legs (?). However, the Hedgehog fools the Hare by making his wife stand at the end of the track and pretending to be him (?). The hare is convinced that the Wife is her husband (???) and so requests a rerun. The hare runs a total of 74 times before he dies, the hedghog nicks the prize and goes home to beat his wife around a little more.
Best Line : Hedgehog's wife (to Narrator) - Bitch...'
Act 4 - Rumplestiltzkin
A mafia metaphor
Rumplestiltzkin - Doug
Miller's Daughter - Danielle
King - 'chard
Messenger - 'chard
Miller - Nick
Queen - Nick
Again, a tale that is much different from the original. Those that know it know it, those that know it in german know it in german.
Best Line : 'Messenger - I haven't been able to find any new names - *SLAP*'
And, with a red light and a shutting of the book the story ended.
'Und wenn sie nicht gestorben sind, so leben sie noch heute'
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also up that night were Alice in Wonderland, who were phenomenal in a very wierd way, but very enjoyable. Also was Blue Remembered Hills, to which I could still remember most of the lines to, and Brighton Beach Scumbags, a play about chavs that I had a bit part as a gay man in. Fun fun.
Tonight more lovely theatrical things, in the shape of Cloud 9, In Memory Of Lizzie, Fall Of The House Of Usher (hopefully with him inside), and Peter Pan. Shuld be good fun, the camera is charging.
'chard
Playing: Lego Star Wars
Reading: Soul Harvest
Listening to: 'Sacrament of Wilderness' - Nightwish
Watching: End of Innocence / Drama t'ings
Annoyed with: Not much
Confused about: Alice
Mood: Chipper
Song currently stuck in head: 'Butterflies and Hurricanes' - Muse
Favourite Song of the Minute: Toccata and Fugue in D Minor - Jean-Michael Jarre
April 28, 2005
April 27, 2005
Some people are insane
And yes, they were american.
Some rather large video files to peruse at your leisure and or bandwith limitations, both shown to me by the more than brilliant Sarah.
First up, Nintendo A Cappella
SMB1 End Of Level
SMB1 Above Ground Level
Fever (From Dr. Mario
SMB3 Hammer Brothers Level
SMB1 Invincibility
Tetris (Gameboy/Tengen)
Mortal Kombat 1, SMB1 Underground Level
Legend of Zelda Above Ground
SMB1 Game Over
And secondly Baby Got Book
Some rather large video files to peruse at your leisure and or bandwith limitations, both shown to me by the more than brilliant Sarah.
First up, Nintendo A Cappella
SMB1 End Of Level
SMB1 Above Ground Level
Fever (From Dr. Mario
SMB3 Hammer Brothers Level
SMB1 Invincibility
Tetris (Gameboy/Tengen)
Mortal Kombat 1, SMB1 Underground Level
Legend of Zelda Above Ground
SMB1 Game Over
And secondly Baby Got Book
Thespianised Lesbianism
Ok, there isn't any lesbianism until Thursday and Friday, but the pun is there, so digest at your whim and mercy.
So last night was the first public performance of the Grimm Tales, and only the third time we'd used the stage, so that was all fun. Seemed to go well, only a few hiccups which should hopefully be sorted out for the examiner tonight. And if not, ah well there are only a few people who'll care... like the 100 strong audience...feck. I shall leave my camera in the capable employ of my mother so that she may take lots of obscure and hopefully not-so-blurry photos for your enjoyment. Dave threatened to bring his, so that may yet have to be seen. Hopefully he'll blog tonight, should give me summat to read after a spot o' acting.
What else have I been up to then? Yes, despite drama not being a proper subject, I have spent a lot of time with it, hence the lack of blog posts, but fear not, here I endeavour to write 'til your retina's are burnt from the light of the moniters and my words are all you crave to read. Let the show begin!
I was on my way ome from rehearsal yesterday, intent on getting some food and a shower before the performance. I had bought the tickets, yet saved an unxpected 6 pounds when Miss told me I didn't have to pay for myself. HAA! With this remaining 6 pounds I went into Sainsbury's and bought myself the latest issue of my Playstation 2 magazine. The image of Darth Vader on the cover was more than enough to entice me into buying, though there were other incentives which I shall come onto later. So, I go up to the incorrectly signed 'Five Items Or Less' tills, with my four items. *BEEP* my sandwich is scanned. *BEEP* the hula hoops are scanned. *BEEP* the Fanta Nectar is scanned. *BEEP*...
Irritating Old Wench Assistant: "Are you 16?"
Me: "...wha?"
Apparantly I needed to be 16 to buy the mag. After 5 rather irritating inutes I was finaly allowed outta there, but I laughed. Fun Fun Fun and all that.
So what was that added incentive for buying the magazine? That would be this little baby. Oh yeh, you read that right. Lego Star Wars! And damn does that game kick some serious ass! the fun of Lego and the ass kickingness of Star Wars combined into one little PS2 powered package. Many hours were spent switching the second character to Jar Jar and hacking his limbs off with a Lego powered Lightsaber, watching him finally cascade into a shower of bricks. MWAHHAHA. Though, what sold this came as a classic for me was at the start in The Phantom Menace. Use Force Power on the chairs in the conference room and they start dancing to the Mos Eisley Cantina music.
OMFG!
Well that was fun. Need to go and eat, shower rehearse and perform, so later!
EDIT: Sarah came, which was nice
So last night was the first public performance of the Grimm Tales, and only the third time we'd used the stage, so that was all fun. Seemed to go well, only a few hiccups which should hopefully be sorted out for the examiner tonight. And if not, ah well there are only a few people who'll care... like the 100 strong audience...feck. I shall leave my camera in the capable employ of my mother so that she may take lots of obscure and hopefully not-so-blurry photos for your enjoyment. Dave threatened to bring his, so that may yet have to be seen. Hopefully he'll blog tonight, should give me summat to read after a spot o' acting.
What else have I been up to then? Yes, despite drama not being a proper subject, I have spent a lot of time with it, hence the lack of blog posts, but fear not, here I endeavour to write 'til your retina's are burnt from the light of the moniters and my words are all you crave to read. Let the show begin!
I was on my way ome from rehearsal yesterday, intent on getting some food and a shower before the performance. I had bought the tickets, yet saved an unxpected 6 pounds when Miss told me I didn't have to pay for myself. HAA! With this remaining 6 pounds I went into Sainsbury's and bought myself the latest issue of my Playstation 2 magazine. The image of Darth Vader on the cover was more than enough to entice me into buying, though there were other incentives which I shall come onto later. So, I go up to the incorrectly signed 'Five Items Or Less' tills, with my four items. *BEEP* my sandwich is scanned. *BEEP* the hula hoops are scanned. *BEEP* the Fanta Nectar is scanned. *BEEP*...
Irritating Old Wench Assistant: "Are you 16?"
Me: "...wha?"
Apparantly I needed to be 16 to buy the mag. After 5 rather irritating inutes I was finaly allowed outta there, but I laughed. Fun Fun Fun and all that.
So what was that added incentive for buying the magazine? That would be this little baby. Oh yeh, you read that right. Lego Star Wars! And damn does that game kick some serious ass! the fun of Lego and the ass kickingness of Star Wars combined into one little PS2 powered package. Many hours were spent switching the second character to Jar Jar and hacking his limbs off with a Lego powered Lightsaber, watching him finally cascade into a shower of bricks. MWAHHAHA. Though, what sold this came as a classic for me was at the start in The Phantom Menace. Use Force Power on the chairs in the conference room and they start dancing to the Mos Eisley Cantina music.
OMFG!
Well that was fun. Need to go and eat, shower rehearse and perform, so later!
EDIT: Sarah came, which was nice
April 21, 2005
The Importance of Being Female
To start: This is what I mean.
What is it about woman that can so affect the brain of the stererotypical male? Is is her chromosomes? Her hair? Or simply her innate natural ability to further the species?
Why did I start thinking of this? Well, today there was some random Shakespeare Day at school, where the residents of the girls school invaded our hall.
It was quite amusing to watch as they entered the school, past all the year 10 and 11's. It's fair to say they were surprised
OK, enough of that.
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So what have I been up to? Well, rehearsals have been at the fore, due to the performances being in a week (eek)
And my media coursework is in for tomorrow... crap better get on with that...
What is it about woman that can so affect the brain of the stererotypical male? Is is her chromosomes? Her hair? Or simply her innate natural ability to further the species?
Why did I start thinking of this? Well, today there was some random Shakespeare Day at school, where the residents of the girls school invaded our hall.
It was quite amusing to watch as they entered the school, past all the year 10 and 11's. It's fair to say they were surprised
OK, enough of that.
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So what have I been up to? Well, rehearsals have been at the fore, due to the performances being in a week (eek)
And my media coursework is in for tomorrow... crap better get on with that...
April 19, 2005
Damn, I was rooting for Robbie Coltrane...
so, we have a new pope, Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger, or Pope Benedict XVI.
Here is the man himself, not a current picture, since BBC can't be arsed to put any up of him: Ratzinger. Hmm, remind you of anyone?.
So, it seems the new Pope is Anthony Hopkins. Well, good luck to Mr Hopkins in his new career asAntichrist Pope. Maybe under his guidance from God we can put an end to these paedophile Priests.
Hmm, maybe not...
So what other major members of religious groups once dabbled in a career of showbusiness?
Sheikh Ahmed Yassin, founder and spiritual leader of the radical Islamic Hamas movement, took time out to play Saruman in the Lord of the Rings films before being killed in a helicopter attack.
And of course, who could forget lovable Hagrid? Well, Robbie Coltrane also made his mark on the religious community a few years back.
All the best to Mr Hopkins!
Here is the man himself, not a current picture, since BBC can't be arsed to put any up of him: Ratzinger. Hmm, remind you of anyone?.
So, it seems the new Pope is Anthony Hopkins. Well, good luck to Mr Hopkins in his new career as
Hmm, maybe not...
So what other major members of religious groups once dabbled in a career of showbusiness?
Sheikh Ahmed Yassin, founder and spiritual leader of the radical Islamic Hamas movement, took time out to play Saruman in the Lord of the Rings films before being killed in a helicopter attack.
And of course, who could forget lovable Hagrid? Well, Robbie Coltrane also made his mark on the religious community a few years back.
All the best to Mr Hopkins!
April 17, 2005
The List
The summer term is in full swing.
I am ill
I am tired
I am reading Left Behind again
I was attacked by a group of sith!! (Rob, Steve, Nick, Fiona, Jon, Dave)
I decided West Wickham is as picturesque as anywhere else
I finished this blog, with no mention of the quiz :D
I am ill
I am tired
I am reading Left Behind again
I was attacked by a group of sith!! (Rob, Steve, Nick, Fiona, Jon, Dave)
I decided West Wickham is as picturesque as anywhere else
I finished this blog, with no mention of the quiz :D
April 16, 2005
So, not Bush then?
Who should I vote for?
Your expected outcome:
Liberal DemocratYour actual outcome:
Labour -29  | |
| Conservative -14 | |
 Liberal Democrat 37 | |
| UK Independence Party 2 | |
| Green 29 |
You should vote: Liberal Democrat
The LibDems take a strong stand against tax cuts and a strong one in favour of public services: they would make long-term residential care for the elderly free across the UK, and scrap university tuition fees. They are in favour of a ban on smoking in public places, but would relax laws on cannabis. They propose to change vehicle taxation to be based on usage rather than ownership.
Take the test at Who Should You Vote For
April 15, 2005
LetterPBS
Letters? Piss Be x-Stracted
Yup, LPBS have finally realised they have to cater for the idiots. It wasn't the end when they praised sports over academics, not by a long shot. Here is a short analysis from a letter we were told to take home today:
It starts badly
"Afraid to turn on your computer?
Want to be able to help your children with their homework?
Want to email your grandchildren?
If the answer is 'Yes' to any of these questions, read on"
Immediatly alarm bells shriek at me PISS TAKE PISS TAKE! But it gets worse
"LPBS is offerng a short coure of six 1 1/2 hour lessons for parents and grandparents interested in learning or improving their computer skills."
Grandparents??! Have you ever tried teaching a grandparent technology? The teachers have their work cut out.
"Classes wil be run by one of the school's qualified ICT teachers and will vary from very basic skills, such as turning on the computer and using the mouse and keyboard"
Wait, what was that?!
"turning on the computer and using the mouse and keyboard"
HAH! Why pay £5 registration fee for that? Allow me to further your basic understanding of how to turn on a computer:
1. Plug all cables into right places (No idea which goes where? RTFM n00b!)
2. Make sure plug is in socket, and socket is turned on
3. Ensure house is connected to the national Grid
4. Legally
5. Press button that turns the power ON - RTFM
6. Establish that all green lights are on
7. Memorise. I ain't telling you again.
Some people...
Yup, LPBS have finally realised they have to cater for the idiots. It wasn't the end when they praised sports over academics, not by a long shot. Here is a short analysis from a letter we were told to take home today:
It starts badly
"Afraid to turn on your computer?
Want to be able to help your children with their homework?
Want to email your grandchildren?
If the answer is 'Yes' to any of these questions, read on"
Immediatly alarm bells shriek at me PISS TAKE PISS TAKE! But it gets worse
"LPBS is offerng a short coure of six 1 1/2 hour lessons for parents and grandparents interested in learning or improving their computer skills."
Grandparents??! Have you ever tried teaching a grandparent technology? The teachers have their work cut out.
"Classes wil be run by one of the school's qualified ICT teachers and will vary from very basic skills, such as turning on the computer and using the mouse and keyboard"
Wait, what was that?!
"turning on the computer and using the mouse and keyboard"
HAH! Why pay £5 registration fee for that? Allow me to further your basic understanding of how to turn on a computer:
1. Plug all cables into right places (No idea which goes where? RTFM n00b!)
2. Make sure plug is in socket, and socket is turned on
3. Ensure house is connected to the national Grid
4. Legally
5. Press button that turns the power ON - RTFM
6. Establish that all green lights are on
7. Memorise. I ain't telling you again.
Some people...
April 13, 2005
!337 101
/fpoole, the uber maestro of all things drummed and bassed, unearthed this little gem. After some legal issues, here it be.
Try and read without a snigger :P
Try and read without a snigger :P
Blogs and Dragons
Valmar
Male Dark Elf Fighter LVL18
Lawful Evil
Representing 'chard
Strength 15 (+2)
Dexterity 19 (+4)
Constitution 15 (+2)
Intelligence 14 (+2)
Wisdom 13 (+1)
Charisma 16 (+3)
Size: Medium
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 135 lb
Skin: Black
Eyes: Red
Hair: White; Straight; Beardless
Total Hit Points: 124
Speed: 30 feet
Armor Class: 19 = 10 +7 [half-plate] +2 [heavy wooden]
Touch AC: 10
Flat-footed: 19
Initiative modifier: +8 = +4 [dexterity] +4 [improved initiative]
Fortitude save: +13 = 11 [base] +2 [constitution]
Reflex save: +10 = 6 [base] +4 [dexterity]
Will save: +7 = 6 [base] +1 [wisdom]
Attack (handheld): +20/+15/+10/+5 = 18 [base] +2 [strength]
Attack (unarmed): +20/+15/+10/+5 = 18 [base] +2 [strength]
Attack (missile): +22/+17/+12/+7 = 18 [base] +4 [dexterity]
Grapple check: +20/+15/+10/+5 = 18 [base] +2 [strength]
Light load: 66 lb. or less
Medium load:67-133 lb.
Heavy load: 134-200 lb.
Lift over head: 200 lb.
Lift off ground: 400 lb.
Push or drag: 1000 lb.
Languages: Abyssal Common Draconic Elven Dark_Elf_Silent Undercommon
Short Sword [1d6, crit 1-20/x2, 1 lb, light, piercing]
Longsword [1d8, crit 19-20/x2l 4 lb, one-handed, slashing]
Scimitar [1d6, crit 18-20/x2, 4 lb, one-handed, slashing]
Longbow [1d8, crit x3, range inc. 100 ft, 3 lb, piercing]
Bastard Sword [1d10, crit 19-20/x2, 6 lb., one-handed, slashing]
Two-bladed Sword [1d8/1d8, crit 19-20/x2, 10 lb., two-handed, slashing]
Shuriken [1d2, crit x2, range incr 10 ft, 1/2 lb, piercing]
Half-plate armor [heavy; +7 AC; max dex +0; check penalty -7; 50 lb.]
Heavy Wooden Shield [+2 AC; check penalty -1; hardness 5; hp 15; 10 lb.]
Feats:
Combat Reflexes
Exotic Weapon Proficiency Weapon:
Improved Critical x6 Weapon(s):
Improved Initiative
Power Attack
Quick Draw
Weapon Finesse x6 Weapon(s):
Dark Elf:
* +2 dexterity / +2 intelligence / +2 charisma / -2 constitution (already included)
* Immune to magical sleep
* +2 racial bonus to saves vs. enchantments
* Darkvision to 120 ft.
* Spell resistance 11 + class level
* Dancing lights, darkness, faerie fire once/day each
* Light blindness
* In some campaigns, male drow get -2 charisma instead.
* Character level +2
* Proficient with longsword, rapier, longbow & shortbow
* +2 racial bonus on listen, search, and spot checks
* Notice secret doors
Fighter:
* Bonus Feats (already included)
Class HP rolled
Level 1: Fighter 10
Level 2: Fighter 3
Level 3: Fighter 2
Level 4: Fighter 3 +1 to strength
Level 5: Fighter 7
Level 6: Fighter 8
Level 7: Fighter 2
Level 8: Fighter 1 +1 to constitution
Level 9: Fighter 8
Level 10: Fighter 2
Level 11: Fighter 1
Level 12: Fighter 4 +1 to dexterity
Level 13: Fighter 6
Level 14: Fighter 8
Level 15: Fighter 8
Level 16: Fighter 7 +1 to strength
Level 17: Fighter 3
Level 18: Fighter 5
Valmar's Equipment:
Weapons / Armor / Shield (from above) 89 lb
Arrows (quiver of 20) x10 - 30 lb
Backpack - 2 lb
Bedroll - 5 lb
Bottle
Caltrops - 2 lb
Rations (1 day) x4 - 4 lb
Rope (50', silk) x4 - 20 lb
Spyglass - 1 lb
Waterskins x5 - 20 lb
Whetstone - 1 lb
_____
Total - 174 lb
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No, I have no idea what any of it means either.
Male Dark Elf Fighter LVL18
Lawful Evil
Representing 'chard
Strength 15 (+2)
Dexterity 19 (+4)
Constitution 15 (+2)
Intelligence 14 (+2)
Wisdom 13 (+1)
Charisma 16 (+3)
Size: Medium
Height: 5' 7"
Weight: 135 lb
Skin: Black
Eyes: Red
Hair: White; Straight; Beardless
Total Hit Points: 124
Speed: 30 feet
Armor Class: 19 = 10 +7 [half-plate] +2 [heavy wooden]
Touch AC: 10
Flat-footed: 19
Initiative modifier: +8 = +4 [dexterity] +4 [improved initiative]
Fortitude save: +13 = 11 [base] +2 [constitution]
Reflex save: +10 = 6 [base] +4 [dexterity]
Will save: +7 = 6 [base] +1 [wisdom]
Attack (handheld): +20/+15/+10/+5 = 18 [base] +2 [strength]
Attack (unarmed): +20/+15/+10/+5 = 18 [base] +2 [strength]
Attack (missile): +22/+17/+12/+7 = 18 [base] +4 [dexterity]
Grapple check: +20/+15/+10/+5 = 18 [base] +2 [strength]
Light load: 66 lb. or less
Medium load:67-133 lb.
Heavy load: 134-200 lb.
Lift over head: 200 lb.
Lift off ground: 400 lb.
Push or drag: 1000 lb.
Languages: Abyssal Common Draconic Elven Dark_Elf_Silent Undercommon
Short Sword [1d6, crit 1-20/x2, 1 lb, light, piercing]
Longsword [1d8, crit 19-20/x2l 4 lb, one-handed, slashing]
Scimitar [1d6, crit 18-20/x2, 4 lb, one-handed, slashing]
Longbow [1d8, crit x3, range inc. 100 ft, 3 lb, piercing]
Bastard Sword [1d10, crit 19-20/x2, 6 lb., one-handed, slashing]
Two-bladed Sword [1d8/1d8, crit 19-20/x2, 10 lb., two-handed, slashing]
Shuriken [1d2, crit x2, range incr 10 ft, 1/2 lb, piercing]
Half-plate armor [heavy; +7 AC; max dex +0; check penalty -7; 50 lb.]
Heavy Wooden Shield [+2 AC; check penalty -1; hardness 5; hp 15; 10 lb.]
Feats:
Combat Reflexes
Exotic Weapon Proficiency Weapon:
Improved Critical x6 Weapon(s):
Improved Initiative
Power Attack
Quick Draw
Weapon Finesse x6 Weapon(s):
Dark Elf:
* +2 dexterity / +2 intelligence / +2 charisma / -2 constitution (already included)
* Immune to magical sleep
* +2 racial bonus to saves vs. enchantments
* Darkvision to 120 ft.
* Spell resistance 11 + class level
* Dancing lights, darkness, faerie fire once/day each
* Light blindness
* In some campaigns, male drow get -2 charisma instead.
* Character level +2
* Proficient with longsword, rapier, longbow & shortbow
* +2 racial bonus on listen, search, and spot checks
* Notice secret doors
Fighter:
* Bonus Feats (already included)
Class HP rolled
Level 1: Fighter 10
Level 2: Fighter 3
Level 3: Fighter 2
Level 4: Fighter 3 +1 to strength
Level 5: Fighter 7
Level 6: Fighter 8
Level 7: Fighter 2
Level 8: Fighter 1 +1 to constitution
Level 9: Fighter 8
Level 10: Fighter 2
Level 11: Fighter 1
Level 12: Fighter 4 +1 to dexterity
Level 13: Fighter 6
Level 14: Fighter 8
Level 15: Fighter 8
Level 16: Fighter 7 +1 to strength
Level 17: Fighter 3
Level 18: Fighter 5
Valmar's Equipment:
Weapons / Armor / Shield (from above) 89 lb
Arrows (quiver of 20) x10 - 30 lb
Backpack - 2 lb
Bedroll - 5 lb
Bottle
Caltrops - 2 lb
Rations (1 day) x4 - 4 lb
Rope (50', silk) x4 - 20 lb
Spyglass - 1 lb
Waterskins x5 - 20 lb
Whetstone - 1 lb
_____
Total - 174 lb
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No, I have no idea what any of it means either.
April 12, 2005
Time to shamelessly advertise
Jacob Ludwig Carl Grimm (1785-1863)
Wilhelm Carl Grimm (1786-1859)
The Grimm brothers. The Brothers Grimm. The Evil Siblings. Lés Frerés Grimm. Lés Enfant Terriblé... no, that's Metal Gear Solid...
On Tuesday and Wednesday next week, there is the possibility of much theatrical fun from these two literary Germans, as I as part of a team of four do battle with the censors to provide an...interesting take on the traditional stories.
COME COME COME! Well, except you stalkers and those I don't actually know/never met/ WILL never meet due to prior restraining orders.
That means you EPC...
Pictures will be put up AFTER the show.
EDIT: Ghyslain eat your heart out! I'll do a better one when I perfect my form :P
LIGHTSABER! (1917kb, wmv)
Wilhelm Carl Grimm (1786-1859)
The Grimm brothers. The Brothers Grimm. The Evil Siblings. Lés Frerés Grimm. Lés Enfant Terriblé... no, that's Metal Gear Solid...
On Tuesday and Wednesday next week, there is the possibility of much theatrical fun from these two literary Germans, as I as part of a team of four do battle with the censors to provide an...interesting take on the traditional stories.
COME COME COME! Well, except you stalkers and those I don't actually know/never met/ WILL never meet due to prior restraining orders.
That means you EPC...
Pictures will be put up AFTER the show.
EDIT: Ghyslain eat your heart out! I'll do a better one when I perfect my form :P
LIGHTSABER! (1917kb, wmv)
April 10, 2005
Only Jesus Had A Busier Easter
Good Lord! Max Cannon of Red Meat re-uses his past strips and passes them off as new!
So yes, easter. The holiday's are now over, and I feel 'tis time to reflect, before the amount of stuff that could go into this blog becomes too overwhelming for there to be much effort on my part for there actually to BE a blog *INHALE*
Thursday
Last day of term. Period 1 was spent in the library hurredly finishing my drama coursework in the library during the period that I was supposed to HAVE drama. Got it done though, so all was coagulant. I then went home period 2 to try and get some of my media essay done with Rob Guest doing his maths. We returned to school, in time to see everyone else leaving school. After handing in my work, we went and talked to Andrew on his Prefect duty, and had lunch. Then, for some stupidity on my part, I waited with Rob in Mr Williams's room for an hour and a half until he arrived, at which point I left, and toddled off homeward bound (where my love life's waiting silently for me). Generally lazed for a while and watched Trainspotting, until:
Friday
A day of solid nothing, so I do recall. Well, that was until about 7, when off I did set sail and haul anchor (though not in that order) to the humble abode of the Dave of the Khazi Hills. Uponst arrival, we set off further up said Khazi Hill (well, the version more local to us) to the location of Matt, where our twosome was added to a foursome, made up of Matt, Fiona, Dave and I. Finally, at the top of the hill our numbers were bolstered still further by Chris Champion and Chapman (hereafter referred to as Chadwick) and only a few metres up the road, by Nick Staines and Rob. From there, we, we happy few, we band of brothers set forth on foot to the Staines Domain, whereupon we proceeded to do all the things that led to and were written about in:
Saturday (the Lou Reed day)
Sunday
Did the grand total of nothing this day, so far as i recall... might have though, anyone wish to correct me?
Monday
Again, nothing was done. Until that is at about 10.45 pm when Sa showed her face on the doorstep. Here she stayed until:
Tuesday
6.... 6 in the sodding morning.... 6 in the GOD DAMN MOTHER FORNICATING AM....
I woke up at 6, and did all the usual things of a morning (this was also the only day ALL YEAR when I've had breakfast) until about 9.15, when I phoned my dramatic compatriot Nick to confirm today's plans for our drama rehearsal. I was then greeted with a sleepy "It's next week...". So, very pissed off, I went back upstairs, remembered Sa was there, went back DOWNstairs, went on the internet, then lounged the rest of the day with her. Then got NO sleep at all in preperation for:
Wednesday
A day of more thrills than was anticipated. After a hasty upwaking and a money scrounge, out the door I went, and to the station, whereupon I rendezvoused with not only Rama, but Dave and Dan also. A quick moment of discussion over chavs while the train was delayed for another 10 minutes ended as the train arrived (10 minutes later) and we got on. I was treated to a rare spectacle of Jon's head peering out of the door of his carriage further down (checking we weren't being followed by no less than Otis...). Once safely on the train, Dan decided to have a crafty smoke, not realising that the camera's were rolling. Your secret is safe with me and all the millions of people on the net Dan. He was however struck down by the most terrible sideeffect of a nicotine addcition. No, not cancer, not asthma, but the terrible affliction whereby your face is turned into an Olympus camera. I was affected by the second hand smoke, my tongue turning into a piece of MAOAM. Altogether now, M-A-O-A-M, MAOAM! It seems Dave C was too affected, becoming a graffitied rendition of the love child of Matt Cook (year 8!!!) and Shrek.
Anyway, further down the line we saw a marvellous site (sorry for the pun), the spectacle of a building site, with WORKMEN ACTUALLY WORKING! Oh frabjous day! This day was made less frabjous with Dan's Haribo also feeling the effects of his 'death-sticks-of-smokey-pleasure', by having a mutated loveheart, WITH NO RED HALF!!! that boy should quit, before he does more damage to others...
We saw our destination, the Eye of London . After a quick walk from the station, we came across the armed guard, no doubt under orders from Otis (you'll hear his name a lot in this post, worry not...) who was making his attempt to storm Buckingham Palace. In defence, I became my super crime fighting alter ego "uberchard with 1 eye!" and defeated him... for now.
Anyway, so we reached Green Park, deciding it to be the best possible location for the video of the highly anticipated follow up release to MCDaveMcC's debut single; 'The Bloggin' Rap'. With directorial work by Dave and Myself, and choreography for the intro AND the intermissional freestyle improv rap from myself, it looks to be a sure fire hit! (even though I do look a prize watermelon in the opening, grinning like Michael Jackson browsing through the latest edition of 'FeckUpYerFace' Monthly) With filming underway, there was some tension in the group as Dan warmed up for his verse and the two Dave's discussed choreography together in preperation for this monumentous occasion. However, the tension was unnessecary, as Dan pulled his rap off with much aplomb, showing true ferocity in his round in the rap battle against MCMcC. Jon then took the helm for the filming of the final 'stanza', and all was finished with muchos flair and campness, and after some really hideously acted outtakes (>_<) off we did set to the Manger of Prets. Jon was a little confused as o how to open his Coke, while Dan perused the Underground Map (from above ground) in order to decide our course of action.
So, COA decided, we walked to the nearest underground station, where i sighted a most heinous spealing mistale. Anyway, a quick escalator descent later, we sat and waited for the Tube. Jon looked a little beat up and drunk, Dave played with his (snigger) 'lightsaber' (snigger), which Dan then tried to steal. Dave looked not too concerned about the trials of the others, instead looking the handsomest devil captured in pixels.
On the tube at last, there was an addition to the shenanigans of earlier. Thought provoking stuff I'm sure you'll agree. Dave unfortunately was also afflicted by Dan's smoking, himself turning into a visage of his camera, shocking Jon. Jon, however, decided not to be outdone.
A quick stop for lunch was made
Then, realising that the mist was NOT going to clear up, we decided that the time was right for a 'flight' (so it is called) on the Eye of London. Braving the possibility of Auton's running wild through London, we approached the Eye, past the walkway that was apparantly a bit shocked. A bit of a walk later, and we came to the London Eye, apparantly the largest sightseeing vehicle vertical seeing thingum in London. Well, so they said, it didn't look that big to me. After buying our tickets, we joined the queue (great word to type) and made ready to board. Dan was STILL afflicted by his camera (JUST SAY NO!), but it seemed to clear up as the armed guards of the Eye (Sauron) locked us into the Pod of the Eye (or, indeed, the iPod). Once at the top however, the mist was such that the view was muchos obscured . Still, at least we were able to see the more interesting sights of Central London, including the Arena, which no doubt houses violent death sports for the amusement of the aristocracy, and the large container that holds the imprisoned human souls, no doubt for transplant into robotic shells that will then move to conquer the world.
With the view so disrupted, my photogrphic attnetions then turned to inside the iPod, including a photo of the possé, and after much searching, the bomb cunningly hidden by Otis to silence us. Luckily, like us, it turned out to be a dud (snigger). Dan was finally cured of his cameraitis, in time for the Agent of Otis to unlock our cell, and allow us passage into the outside world. As innocent as her facade may have been, look at the pure EVIL of her!
Loose once more upon the world, we now knew the location of the AOO's. Dave and Dave rushed to a secret arms store, grabbed 2 shotguns and fought long and hard. However, Dave was hit (see the pain on his face?) and Dave was forced to rush into heated close combat to thwart his foe. Well, that, or they were playing House of the Dead III in the arcade. With the zombies defeated, Dave foolishly challenged me to a game of that heated bloodsport with a death toll in the thousands, airhockey. the challenge was foolish, as I was eventually proclaimed the victor. However, things were still not well. Jon wsa forced to use all his strength to combat a raging bovine (no, not Becca). Suddenly, amidst a hail of gunfire the steer dropped dead. All head whipped around to see who had vanquished such a terrible foe and there stood the two heroes. It was now all too evident that there were enemies all around, so I too armed myself. I then realised that the camera was responsible (it was hot in there ok?) so I attacked. However, it seemed that Jon had taken leave of his senses, engaging ME in a pitched firefight. Despite all my efforts, I was slain, and Jon took over the attack against my camera.
Going away from that strange little tangent, we left the arcade of amusement and walked along past The Houses of Parliament. For some reason, the little elf that sits on Dave's right shoulder decided to manifest itself, so I took a photo just to prove that I'm not going mad....i'm not.....honest... Anyway, after being attacked by a rampaging chariot, we made our way to Covent Garden, where Jon was found to be in a state of rapture withthe presence of a carousel, not realising it was only for the enjoyment of one called 'Tommy'.
After a quick coffee, it was decided that we should go, so a quick journey to Charing Cross later, we were homeward bound, free to look over today's filming. And yes, I do look the lemon...
BUT WAIT!!!
Wednesday was not over! As though in an attempt to ake this blog post yet MORE saturated with outbound links, the evening was also the happening of a social event at the dwelling of the Champion of Chris's. Upon arrival I was witness to possibly the greatest video collection I have seen. The evening I was aware was going to be random, but I was not aware HOW random it would be until, after only 15 minutes, there was a rather strange special guest. Nick hastily tried to explain why it was there, but I cared not. As long as the perpetrator was on film i could rest my vigilante alter ego.
Since the rest of the evening had no real narrative, and that some details will not be disclosed the rest of the evening will be presented in the style of a comic strip.
"The Tale of Two Roberts"
Robert was a normal boy
Until he turned into Evil Robert by freak chance
While Rob was very perturbed by his transmogrification, Evil Rob settled in comfortably.
The higher being, Fiona looked upon this event with a slight amusement, as she formulated a plan. Using her cosmic powers she turned Evil Rob back into normal Rob. However, as Rob clicked his fingers he changed AGAIN! Rob's spirit got a little ticked off at this...
The Clone Warriors, deciding enough was enough, used thier psychic powers on Doug, who used his powers of street cool to pluck Robert's spirit from the ceiling into a physical form. Evil Rob became very angry at this, momentarily changing into a Bassist Daemon From The Deep. In an attempt to regain power, he confered with Fiona on how to become powerful again. However, sensing his evil, she destroyed him, and became best friends with Rob again.
However, One of the clone warriors used her power to manipulate Matt into attacking Rob Rob beat him though, and used the bus stop to mark the grave of Evil Rob.
-FIN-
Thursday
Nothing
Friday
Not much
Saturday
Can't think of anything
Sunday
Notice the pattern?
Monday
Finally! Something happened! I woke up, and went to Rob's house. After watching lots of really BAD BAD BAD japanese films adn playing random PS2 games, we left and walked towards Bromley. However, we were called into Tom's house along the way, where He had laid a fiendish trap! the spirit of Evil Rob returned, and stabbed Rob!!!. After a bit of bussage later, I ended up at the dwelling of the Stomppmeister. After a bit of intro and Reasoning, off we did set sail to an alley of bowling. After a spectacular defeat at Airhockey to the Stompp, I pushed my dignity off the shelf and played Dance Stage Euromix. Embarrasment was never so toetappingly fun! But yes. On the actual bowling itself, i suffered miserably at the hands of all but one, until the final ball, when i inexplicably managed to win by 1 point! 1!! Amazing! T'was not repeated in the second round though, eventually losing to the Mondo Magic. Uponst return, we played Darkstalkers for a bit (Ell will be glad to hear I got my ass kicked), and after some fun fun Halo 2 pwnage home I was taken.
Tuesday
At last, after a whole week, the drama rehearsal could take place. I arrived at school at 10, as promised, only to find that Doug was the only one there, along with Claire (!Claire!) and Mehreen. After a long wait for Nick, he eventually arrived... dog in tow... Still, despite Doug's broken arm and Danielle's illness, the group had arrived, even with a stand-in for Danielle. We went through all we could. The Wolf followed Little Red Cap with much dedication to the role, the King made fun of Rumpelstiltskin's height, flowers were collected. Well, until the wolf had to eat Red Cap and Grandmother. Eventually we got bored, and went inside lost for muse. Nick spent some time hiding from Sheba, eventually flummoxing her totally by sitting on her. Doug was cool as the proverbial cucumber at all times, and the day ended with much doggy affection between canines (no, not THAT doggy, you sick minded individuals).
Tuesday evening was spent in the company of Sa, who now sports a head of raven locks (dark brown? Whatever...), which when coupled with her sister creates a rather strange look . Still, fun was had, mostly. Sa spent a lot of the time fluttering her now ebony hair, until I left.
Wednesday
II awoke at 7 with a rather long box appearing in my room. Intrigued, opened it was... And containe was my brand new Lightsaber. Pretty glad, since my old one was getting a little too encrusted with Jedi blood. The only downside to it is Sa looks more evil with it than I do. Time for some action shots!
Kssch!!! SCHWING Vmksch...
But yes. LIGHTSABER!!! WOO! I'll see if I can get the vids up.
Thursday
Not even an electronic sausage. Just cleaned me room.
Friday
A day of more sweet nothings, until at about 8 I left my house bound for the Khazi Hills once more. The company this time was the Dave of said hill, the Champion of Chris's, Matt and Evil Rob. Here is the crew themselves, Matt looking a little disgusted at Rob's trick of inserting a beer bottle into his eye. While the others discussed musicality, Dave sat back looking sexy. Evil Rob fought off my accusation of his evilness with some Evil Air Piano, as discussions of pizza were conducted. Matt seems to have stolen Chris's wallet, but when Chris confronted him and questioned him, Matt pleaded innocence. That fiend...
As the night progressed, Chris became so drunk that he confused the Pringles for beer, much to the consternation of Rob. Eventually the food arrived, and tucked in did all, Matt showing his affection for the italian dish in a rather....flexible manner. Dave watched this with great confusion, not least since Evil Rob's head was growing out of his knee. I looked a little tired at this point, so I went to sleep, as Rob and Matt shared a tender moment.
DISCLAIMER : Actually, i dont think much of that actually happened. That's just what the pictures show. The camera never lies.
Saturday
Nothing, until I went to Alpha and missed Doctor Who.
Sunday
Wrote this. My arms hurt...
Hope that was worth the wait y'all.
Playing: Metal Gear Solids 1,2 and 3
Reading: Not much
Listening to: 'New Born' - Muse
Watching: Nothing
Annoyed with: Shoolwork
Confused about: Everything
Mood: Muggy
Song currently stuck in head: 'Moondance' - Nightwish
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'The Pharoah Sails To Orion' - Nightwish
According to Word - 3070 words.
So yes, easter. The holiday's are now over, and I feel 'tis time to reflect, before the amount of stuff that could go into this blog becomes too overwhelming for there to be much effort on my part for there actually to BE a blog *INHALE*
Thursday
Last day of term. Period 1 was spent in the library hurredly finishing my drama coursework in the library during the period that I was supposed to HAVE drama. Got it done though, so all was coagulant. I then went home period 2 to try and get some of my media essay done with Rob Guest doing his maths. We returned to school, in time to see everyone else leaving school. After handing in my work, we went and talked to Andrew on his Prefect duty, and had lunch. Then, for some stupidity on my part, I waited with Rob in Mr Williams's room for an hour and a half until he arrived, at which point I left, and toddled off homeward bound (where my love life's waiting silently for me). Generally lazed for a while and watched Trainspotting, until:
Friday
A day of solid nothing, so I do recall. Well, that was until about 7, when off I did set sail and haul anchor (though not in that order) to the humble abode of the Dave of the Khazi Hills. Uponst arrival, we set off further up said Khazi Hill (well, the version more local to us) to the location of Matt, where our twosome was added to a foursome, made up of Matt, Fiona, Dave and I. Finally, at the top of the hill our numbers were bolstered still further by Chris Champion and Chapman (hereafter referred to as Chadwick) and only a few metres up the road, by Nick Staines and Rob. From there, we, we happy few, we band of brothers set forth on foot to the Staines Domain, whereupon we proceeded to do all the things that led to and were written about in:
Saturday (the Lou Reed day)
Sunday
Did the grand total of nothing this day, so far as i recall... might have though, anyone wish to correct me?
Monday
Again, nothing was done. Until that is at about 10.45 pm when Sa showed her face on the doorstep. Here she stayed until:
Tuesday
6.... 6 in the sodding morning.... 6 in the GOD DAMN MOTHER FORNICATING AM....
I woke up at 6, and did all the usual things of a morning (this was also the only day ALL YEAR when I've had breakfast) until about 9.15, when I phoned my dramatic compatriot Nick to confirm today's plans for our drama rehearsal. I was then greeted with a sleepy "It's next week...". So, very pissed off, I went back upstairs, remembered Sa was there, went back DOWNstairs, went on the internet, then lounged the rest of the day with her. Then got NO sleep at all in preperation for:
Wednesday
A day of more thrills than was anticipated. After a hasty upwaking and a money scrounge, out the door I went, and to the station, whereupon I rendezvoused with not only Rama, but Dave and Dan also. A quick moment of discussion over chavs while the train was delayed for another 10 minutes ended as the train arrived (10 minutes later) and we got on. I was treated to a rare spectacle of Jon's head peering out of the door of his carriage further down (checking we weren't being followed by no less than Otis...). Once safely on the train, Dan decided to have a crafty smoke, not realising that the camera's were rolling. Your secret is safe with me and all the millions of people on the net Dan. He was however struck down by the most terrible sideeffect of a nicotine addcition. No, not cancer, not asthma, but the terrible affliction whereby your face is turned into an Olympus camera. I was affected by the second hand smoke, my tongue turning into a piece of MAOAM. Altogether now, M-A-O-A-M, MAOAM! It seems Dave C was too affected, becoming a graffitied rendition of the love child of Matt Cook (year 8!!!) and Shrek.
Anyway, further down the line we saw a marvellous site (sorry for the pun), the spectacle of a building site, with WORKMEN ACTUALLY WORKING! Oh frabjous day! This day was made less frabjous with Dan's Haribo also feeling the effects of his 'death-sticks-of-smokey-pleasure', by having a mutated loveheart, WITH NO RED HALF!!! that boy should quit, before he does more damage to others...
We saw our destination, the Eye of London . After a quick walk from the station, we came across the armed guard, no doubt under orders from Otis (you'll hear his name a lot in this post, worry not...) who was making his attempt to storm Buckingham Palace. In defence, I became my super crime fighting alter ego "uberchard with 1 eye!" and defeated him... for now.
Anyway, so we reached Green Park, deciding it to be the best possible location for the video of the highly anticipated follow up release to MCDaveMcC's debut single; 'The Bloggin' Rap'. With directorial work by Dave and Myself, and choreography for the intro AND the intermissional freestyle improv rap from myself, it looks to be a sure fire hit! (even though I do look a prize watermelon in the opening, grinning like Michael Jackson browsing through the latest edition of 'FeckUpYerFace' Monthly) With filming underway, there was some tension in the group as Dan warmed up for his verse and the two Dave's discussed choreography together in preperation for this monumentous occasion. However, the tension was unnessecary, as Dan pulled his rap off with much aplomb, showing true ferocity in his round in the rap battle against MCMcC. Jon then took the helm for the filming of the final 'stanza', and all was finished with muchos flair and campness, and after some really hideously acted outtakes (>_<) off we did set to the Manger of Prets. Jon was a little confused as o how to open his Coke, while Dan perused the Underground Map (from above ground) in order to decide our course of action.
So, COA decided, we walked to the nearest underground station, where i sighted a most heinous spealing mistale. Anyway, a quick escalator descent later, we sat and waited for the Tube. Jon looked a little beat up and drunk, Dave played with his (snigger) 'lightsaber' (snigger), which Dan then tried to steal. Dave looked not too concerned about the trials of the others, instead looking the handsomest devil captured in pixels.
On the tube at last, there was an addition to the shenanigans of earlier. Thought provoking stuff I'm sure you'll agree. Dave unfortunately was also afflicted by Dan's smoking, himself turning into a visage of his camera, shocking Jon. Jon, however, decided not to be outdone.
A quick stop for lunch was made
Then, realising that the mist was NOT going to clear up, we decided that the time was right for a 'flight' (so it is called) on the Eye of London. Braving the possibility of Auton's running wild through London, we approached the Eye, past the walkway that was apparantly a bit shocked. A bit of a walk later, and we came to the London Eye, apparantly the largest sightseeing vehicle vertical seeing thingum in London. Well, so they said, it didn't look that big to me. After buying our tickets, we joined the queue (great word to type) and made ready to board. Dan was STILL afflicted by his camera (JUST SAY NO!), but it seemed to clear up as the armed guards of the Eye (Sauron) locked us into the Pod of the Eye (or, indeed, the iPod). Once at the top however, the mist was such that the view was muchos obscured . Still, at least we were able to see the more interesting sights of Central London, including the Arena, which no doubt houses violent death sports for the amusement of the aristocracy, and the large container that holds the imprisoned human souls, no doubt for transplant into robotic shells that will then move to conquer the world.
With the view so disrupted, my photogrphic attnetions then turned to inside the iPod, including a photo of the possé, and after much searching, the bomb cunningly hidden by Otis to silence us. Luckily, like us, it turned out to be a dud (snigger). Dan was finally cured of his cameraitis, in time for the Agent of Otis to unlock our cell, and allow us passage into the outside world. As innocent as her facade may have been, look at the pure EVIL of her!
Loose once more upon the world, we now knew the location of the AOO's. Dave and Dave rushed to a secret arms store, grabbed 2 shotguns and fought long and hard. However, Dave was hit (see the pain on his face?) and Dave was forced to rush into heated close combat to thwart his foe. Well, that, or they were playing House of the Dead III in the arcade. With the zombies defeated, Dave foolishly challenged me to a game of that heated bloodsport with a death toll in the thousands, airhockey. the challenge was foolish, as I was eventually proclaimed the victor. However, things were still not well. Jon wsa forced to use all his strength to combat a raging bovine (no, not Becca). Suddenly, amidst a hail of gunfire the steer dropped dead. All head whipped around to see who had vanquished such a terrible foe and there stood the two heroes. It was now all too evident that there were enemies all around, so I too armed myself. I then realised that the camera was responsible (it was hot in there ok?) so I attacked. However, it seemed that Jon had taken leave of his senses, engaging ME in a pitched firefight. Despite all my efforts, I was slain, and Jon took over the attack against my camera.
Going away from that strange little tangent, we left the arcade of amusement and walked along past The Houses of Parliament. For some reason, the little elf that sits on Dave's right shoulder decided to manifest itself, so I took a photo just to prove that I'm not going mad....i'm not.....honest... Anyway, after being attacked by a rampaging chariot, we made our way to Covent Garden, where Jon was found to be in a state of rapture withthe presence of a carousel, not realising it was only for the enjoyment of one called 'Tommy'.
After a quick coffee, it was decided that we should go, so a quick journey to Charing Cross later, we were homeward bound, free to look over today's filming. And yes, I do look the lemon...
BUT WAIT!!!
Wednesday was not over! As though in an attempt to ake this blog post yet MORE saturated with outbound links, the evening was also the happening of a social event at the dwelling of the Champion of Chris's. Upon arrival I was witness to possibly the greatest video collection I have seen. The evening I was aware was going to be random, but I was not aware HOW random it would be until, after only 15 minutes, there was a rather strange special guest. Nick hastily tried to explain why it was there, but I cared not. As long as the perpetrator was on film i could rest my vigilante alter ego.
Since the rest of the evening had no real narrative, and that some details will not be disclosed the rest of the evening will be presented in the style of a comic strip.
"The Tale of Two Roberts"
Robert was a normal boy
Until he turned into Evil Robert by freak chance
While Rob was very perturbed by his transmogrification, Evil Rob settled in comfortably.
The higher being, Fiona looked upon this event with a slight amusement, as she formulated a plan. Using her cosmic powers she turned Evil Rob back into normal Rob. However, as Rob clicked his fingers he changed AGAIN! Rob's spirit got a little ticked off at this...
The Clone Warriors, deciding enough was enough, used thier psychic powers on Doug, who used his powers of street cool to pluck Robert's spirit from the ceiling into a physical form. Evil Rob became very angry at this, momentarily changing into a Bassist Daemon From The Deep. In an attempt to regain power, he confered with Fiona on how to become powerful again. However, sensing his evil, she destroyed him, and became best friends with Rob again.
However, One of the clone warriors used her power to manipulate Matt into attacking Rob Rob beat him though, and used the bus stop to mark the grave of Evil Rob.
-FIN-
Thursday
Nothing
Friday
Not much
Saturday
Can't think of anything
Sunday
Notice the pattern?
Monday
Finally! Something happened! I woke up, and went to Rob's house. After watching lots of really BAD BAD BAD japanese films adn playing random PS2 games, we left and walked towards Bromley. However, we were called into Tom's house along the way, where He had laid a fiendish trap! the spirit of Evil Rob returned, and stabbed Rob!!!. After a bit of bussage later, I ended up at the dwelling of the Stomppmeister. After a bit of intro and Reasoning, off we did set sail to an alley of bowling. After a spectacular defeat at Airhockey to the Stompp, I pushed my dignity off the shelf and played Dance Stage Euromix. Embarrasment was never so toetappingly fun! But yes. On the actual bowling itself, i suffered miserably at the hands of all but one, until the final ball, when i inexplicably managed to win by 1 point! 1!! Amazing! T'was not repeated in the second round though, eventually losing to the Mondo Magic. Uponst return, we played Darkstalkers for a bit (Ell will be glad to hear I got my ass kicked), and after some fun fun Halo 2 pwnage home I was taken.
Tuesday
At last, after a whole week, the drama rehearsal could take place. I arrived at school at 10, as promised, only to find that Doug was the only one there, along with Claire (!Claire!) and Mehreen. After a long wait for Nick, he eventually arrived... dog in tow... Still, despite Doug's broken arm and Danielle's illness, the group had arrived, even with a stand-in for Danielle. We went through all we could. The Wolf followed Little Red Cap with much dedication to the role, the King made fun of Rumpelstiltskin's height, flowers were collected. Well, until the wolf had to eat Red Cap and Grandmother. Eventually we got bored, and went inside lost for muse. Nick spent some time hiding from Sheba, eventually flummoxing her totally by sitting on her. Doug was cool as the proverbial cucumber at all times, and the day ended with much doggy affection between canines (no, not THAT doggy, you sick minded individuals).
Tuesday evening was spent in the company of Sa, who now sports a head of raven locks (dark brown? Whatever...), which when coupled with her sister creates a rather strange look . Still, fun was had, mostly. Sa spent a lot of the time fluttering her now ebony hair, until I left.
Wednesday
II awoke at 7 with a rather long box appearing in my room. Intrigued, opened it was... And containe was my brand new Lightsaber. Pretty glad, since my old one was getting a little too encrusted with Jedi blood. The only downside to it is Sa looks more evil with it than I do. Time for some action shots!
Kssch!!! SCHWING Vmksch...
But yes. LIGHTSABER!!! WOO! I'll see if I can get the vids up.
Thursday
Not even an electronic sausage. Just cleaned me room.
Friday
A day of more sweet nothings, until at about 8 I left my house bound for the Khazi Hills once more. The company this time was the Dave of said hill, the Champion of Chris's, Matt and Evil Rob. Here is the crew themselves, Matt looking a little disgusted at Rob's trick of inserting a beer bottle into his eye. While the others discussed musicality, Dave sat back looking sexy. Evil Rob fought off my accusation of his evilness with some Evil Air Piano, as discussions of pizza were conducted. Matt seems to have stolen Chris's wallet, but when Chris confronted him and questioned him, Matt pleaded innocence. That fiend...
As the night progressed, Chris became so drunk that he confused the Pringles for beer, much to the consternation of Rob. Eventually the food arrived, and tucked in did all, Matt showing his affection for the italian dish in a rather....flexible manner. Dave watched this with great confusion, not least since Evil Rob's head was growing out of his knee. I looked a little tired at this point, so I went to sleep, as Rob and Matt shared a tender moment.
DISCLAIMER : Actually, i dont think much of that actually happened. That's just what the pictures show. The camera never lies.
Saturday
Nothing, until I went to Alpha and missed Doctor Who.
Sunday
Wrote this. My arms hurt...
Hope that was worth the wait y'all.
Playing: Metal Gear Solids 1,2 and 3
Reading: Not much
Listening to: 'New Born' - Muse
Watching: Nothing
Annoyed with: Shoolwork
Confused about: Everything
Mood: Muggy
Song currently stuck in head: 'Moondance' - Nightwish
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'The Pharoah Sails To Orion' - Nightwish
According to Word - 3070 words.
New York
NOTE I'm doing one MAHOOSIVE post about the 2 week holidays, so that is taking a while, especially as its isnt actually over yet. So to sate your appetite, here is the second NY post, or what i did of it.
So good I posted twice.
So the second day commenced. After an awakening we three valiant crusaders went to the delicatessan next door to the hotel to hunt down breakfasty treats. Eventually twas settled upon a bagel with cream cheese, that was very filling. Would have been made only better with the addition of some smoked salmon, but c'est la vie.
Then off we walked to the park that is most Central in Manhatten, Central Park. It was only really when we got there, after a really cold walk that photos did commence. First off was a picture of Two Towers, with no affiliation to Tolkien or the WTC.
It was also observed that that foul cad Otis had set up a Mobile Command Unit outside central park. I managed to take a photo as evidence of his foul presence. It seems he had constructed a fake model of the world that he could practise his dominationary skills on. Curse that fiend...
Still the park was most beauteous (oh god I'm starting to sound like Helen...) and still covered in snow, which wasn't a bad thing at all. Stompp's pics I believe were in the summer, so picturesque as they were, they lacked snow. It even allowed for the really cool effect it has on large piles of rock. Indeed it seemed that the indigenous snow creatures came out to enjoy the view, one family even consenting to a photo shoot. After some time of walking, we came to a resting point, wher we all sat and chilled (sorry) for a while. And here be our l337 crew (and some random chav, far right CLASSED: HARMLESS)
So good I posted twice.
So the second day commenced. After an awakening we three valiant crusaders went to the delicatessan next door to the hotel to hunt down breakfasty treats. Eventually twas settled upon a bagel with cream cheese, that was very filling. Would have been made only better with the addition of some smoked salmon, but c'est la vie.
Then off we walked to the park that is most Central in Manhatten, Central Park. It was only really when we got there, after a really cold walk that photos did commence. First off was a picture of Two Towers, with no affiliation to Tolkien or the WTC.
It was also observed that that foul cad Otis had set up a Mobile Command Unit outside central park. I managed to take a photo as evidence of his foul presence. It seems he had constructed a fake model of the world that he could practise his dominationary skills on. Curse that fiend...
Still the park was most beauteous (oh god I'm starting to sound like Helen...) and still covered in snow, which wasn't a bad thing at all. Stompp's pics I believe were in the summer, so picturesque as they were, they lacked snow. It even allowed for the really cool effect it has on large piles of rock. Indeed it seemed that the indigenous snow creatures came out to enjoy the view, one family even consenting to a photo shoot. After some time of walking, we came to a resting point, wher we all sat and chilled (sorry) for a while. And here be our l337 crew (and some random chav, far right CLASSED: HARMLESS)
April 03, 2005
Were you sexually aroused by this oil slick?
Taking the same test on Stompp's blog, my results were:
Richard, your subconscious mind is driven most by Curiosity
This means you are full of questions about life, people, and the potential of your future. You spend more time than others envisioning the possibilities of your life — things that others are too afraid to consider. Your curiosity burns with an almost physical need to know and do more. It's only through new experiences that you feel a greater understanding of yourself or the world — which ultimately is the greatest way for you to feel satisfied. It is possible that the underlying reason for your drive towards curiosity is a deeply rooted fear of boredom. That means that you are probably more susceptible than others to feel like you're falling into a rut when life slows down into a comfortable routine. You need to make sure you have stimulation in your life — that makes you feel like you're innovating or being exposed to the ideas and experiences that truly inspire you. With such a strong orientation towards curiosity, you're also prone to a rebellious quality that shows up when you feel you are just going through the motions, and are unable to really influence the world around you. But interestingly enough, your drive towards novel experiences also indicates an openness others don't have, but wish they did.Unconsciously, your curiosity presses you to learn more, experience more, and get the most out of life. Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Curiosity, there is much more to who you are at your core.
Richard, your subconscious mind is driven most by Curiosity
This means you are full of questions about life, people, and the potential of your future. You spend more time than others envisioning the possibilities of your life — things that others are too afraid to consider. Your curiosity burns with an almost physical need to know and do more. It's only through new experiences that you feel a greater understanding of yourself or the world — which ultimately is the greatest way for you to feel satisfied. It is possible that the underlying reason for your drive towards curiosity is a deeply rooted fear of boredom. That means that you are probably more susceptible than others to feel like you're falling into a rut when life slows down into a comfortable routine. You need to make sure you have stimulation in your life — that makes you feel like you're innovating or being exposed to the ideas and experiences that truly inspire you. With such a strong orientation towards curiosity, you're also prone to a rebellious quality that shows up when you feel you are just going through the motions, and are unable to really influence the world around you. But interestingly enough, your drive towards novel experiences also indicates an openness others don't have, but wish they did.Unconsciously, your curiosity presses you to learn more, experience more, and get the most out of life. Though your unconscious mind is driven most strongly by Curiosity, there is much more to who you are at your core.
April 01, 2005
It's in there....honest!
While this goes against my last post, this HAD to be posted:
The only word not in the Dictionary
Course I'm not giving up you melon of a Dave :P
The only word not in the Dictionary
Course I'm not giving up you melon of a Dave :P
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