tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60354852011-04-22T05:30:30.292+01:00Goat boy speaksKevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1095772068708517052004-09-21T14:04:00.000+01:002004-09-21T14:07:48.710+01:00

I have been blogging at livejournal, and may continue to do so. I'm not entirely convinced that it pings, but the pinging on this site has been questionable to say the least. Anyway you can read my much more prolific blogging here You will notice I now have picture power. Wooo! Get me.

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I dragged myself down to the Brick Lane festival yesterday afternoon. I make it soudn like a hard ship, I did actually want to go. A bunch of interesting foods, and a few reasonable bands on offer, seemed enough to tempt me. I was aiming to get down there for about midday, but had the most lazy Sunday; morning possibly on record. By the time I got to my friends flat at 3 (Yes, that is how lazy

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1094743769631839032004-09-09T16:26:00.000+01:002004-09-09T16:29:29.630+01:00

All red-blooded men must watch the greatest pop video of all time. Also features Steve Winwoods "Valerie" to boot. The bloke does appear to be a bit of a Johnny Vaughan-a-like. Watch his face after the first crotch thrust.

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So, it turns out I was completely wrong about Dodgeball. A truly average movie, if ever there was one. Sure, I’ll admit I chuckled a couple of times. That hardly warrants the “funniest movie of the year” plaque that many have nailed to this film. It did remind me of an issue that has been bugging me for quite some time though. Movie Posters. How is it, that the people who make or design these

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1094027622784398092004-09-01T08:56:00.000+01:002004-09-01T09:33:42.783+01:00

Popped down to the ever-delightful Odeon (would you like a stabbing with your popcorn sir?) last night hoping to take advantage of the cheap Tuesday offer they have. Most cinemas have a cheap day, usually a Monday, you get to pay the price that's normally only available before 5pm. It's a good 2 to 3 quid cheaper. Just about to purchase my ticket, when I notice something amiss about the price.

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strap on yer beer goggles

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Don't worry the bear was fine. But did anyone test the outcome of a falling bear landing on a trampoline, before they did this. I think not.

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1092298731912788262004-08-12T09:16:00.000+01:002004-08-12T09:18:51.913+01:00

Very amusing and a little bit disturbing animation http://www.themeatrix.com that follows up with a link to non-factory farms. Only US and Canada on the link unfortunately.

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So here I am in Vancouver, the Holloway Tyre Service gig is tonight, I should probably go and have a rest but felt like wandering. JUst brief blog whilst out here, as I am far too close to the screen. Having a cool time, eating far too many eggs, and hopefully going up the mountains in the next day or two. It's been quite weird haveing the focus of practicing for the gig every evening whilst on

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I'm going to Canada tomorrow; via Seattle, with Tom and Farzana. It's occurred to me that it's been 12 years since I've been on an aeroplane. I've never been scared of flying, and I certainly don't feel scared yet. I am starting to wonder if I will begin to get nervous as the time approaches. I have a strange feeling about a lot of the things associated with the plane, like the customs/

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What's the world coming to? After being jerked around (not literally, that would have been fine) by this girl for the last week or two. I started to feel like I was wasting my time, and that she was just bullshitting me about the fact that she wanted to see me. Can't be bothered to go into details, but I suddenly realised that for the first time in a long time; I don't have a list. I normally

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1079430225443666252004-03-16T09:43:00.000Z2004-03-16T09:47:01.390Z

The Singhsons opening title sequence, Bollywood style.

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At last comments are now working here, nothing to do with me, but Beaton, put the code in the correct place. Basically I am too stupid to be able to put a simple piece of code in the right place. Or to put it another way, I can't read.

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Lovely little Channel 4 Ident with lots of people from off the telly swearing, will it ever be on air... NO!

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And some apple related Xbox2 news.

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At a recent computer expo (COMDEX), Bill Gates reportedly compared the computer industry with the auto industry and stated, "If GM had kept up with technology like the computer industry has, we would all be driving $25.00 cars that got 1,000 miles to the gallon" In response to Bill's comments, General Motors issued a press release stating: If GM had developed technology like Microsoft, we

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1077805340808341192004-02-26T14:22:00.000Z2004-02-26T14:25:11.326Z

Apparently in Ireland your provisional driving license lasts for 2 years and then you can drive around as long as you are accompanied by a qualified driver. Fine. I'm with that so far, it's the same as over here and it makes sense. Here's the crazy bit, when you apply for a second provisional license you must have taken a test in the 2 year period, (still fine) BUT you can then drive around

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1077544703341020902004-02-23T13:58:00.000Z2004-02-23T14:01:09.153Z

I mentioned this film a long time ago on the no8 blog and spookily I just saw the comedic genius that is Simon Pegg in the street about 10 minutes ago. Here's the trailer

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No. 1 In A Possible Series of Modern Definitions That You Will Want To Use In Everyday Conversation No 1.- Jumping The Shark That moment when things have taken a turn from which they can no longer return. Normally associated with TV shows, when they have been going that little bit too long. The definition is born from the moment Happy Days when they had moved to Hollywood, and The Fonz had

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1077124253829552282004-02-18T17:10:00.000Z2004-02-18T17:13:33.653Z

VideoNow. Ever heard of it? Well I don't think it's come out quite yet. It's a handheld video device for kids to use in the back of the car, on those long journeys to, say the shops for example. It's fractionally smaller than a VHS and takes mini CDs like the gamescube ones, with say 2 episodes of a cartoon on it and a couple of trailers for things. The screen is 4x3cm, which is pitifully

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1077025238080996082004-02-17T13:35:00.000Z2004-02-17T13:43:15.860Z

I got me an iMac. Hoorah! Just had to pop out and get an input device so that TrashMCState (should I have spaces in that name?) can live and breathe. Got a Tascam US-122 which will allow XLR and line input and the usual nonsense. £165 from Turnkey who were no the complete wankers they normally are. Couldn't resist buying iLife04 simply for Garageband as well. On the way back popped in to my most

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Sometimes the simplest of things can give you great pleasure. Not that sure why, but as I was on the bus this morning, we slowed down past Bedford Square. I've seen it so many times before, I couldn't begin to count. This time though I stopped to look at it a little closer. Bedford Square, is a sort of roundabout mini park I suppose. As the road goes around it the pavement gets much, much

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Every year some company or other sponsors the christmas lights on Oxford St. There they hang at the Tottenham Court Road end, in all their glory. Tango this, M&Ms that etc. Last christmas (I gave you my heart) the sponsors were Mama Mia, the Abba based musical. We are now well over a month into the new year and the sign is still up, wishing us a happy christmas from Mama Mia, in fact all the

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1076503367369628102004-02-11T12:42:00.000Z2004-02-11T12:45:16.780Z

There's a sign on the door of our bin hut ( it's like a hut, with all the bins in it...) People have been putting in large items like fridges and cookers to name but some of the household appliances in there, and it's always overflowing. The sign requests not to put large items or to overfill the bins. I kind of understand the large items thing, make the effort and take it away properly.

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1075151872153687582004-01-26T21:08:00.000Z2004-01-26T21:20:00.466Z

So I'm on the bus on the way home, I have managed to get a seat despite the fact that the ticket machine wasn't working and had to run just to catch the bus, but I don't have enough room to get my book out because some fat bloke is sat nex to me reading the FT. Anyway I noticed that the chap on the other side of me is reading the Oxford German mini dictionary. That's right he was reading it,

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-107452079952702292004-01-19T13:59:00.000Z2004-01-19T14:01:57.966Z

I walked past "We Will Rock You" this morning the Queen musical, on Tottenham Court Road. I know it's been there for an age, but I don't normally walk past it. Anyhoo, they were playing Radio GaGa in the foyer. I assume this means they play a selection of Queen hits throughout the day. Can you even imagine working there for just one day. It's unlikely to be a truly diverse range of Queen songs,

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1074276405407609022004-01-16T18:06:00.000Z2004-01-16T18:08:39.920Z

They've gone. The electronic missing persons posters. I guess everyones been found. Well, that's the end of that chapter. Now let's see if phone boxes can end world hunger.

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1071161818200362642003-12-11T16:56:00.000Z2003-12-11T16:57:10.230Z

Have you seen the recent spate of missing posters. Electronic screen displays on the side of phone boxes, like they are some kind of giant milk carton. Well these have been around for maybe 2 weeks detailing different people who have been missing for periods of months and years. I just walked past one, that had FOUND slapped right across. Call me a cynical old fucker, but i simply do not believe

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1071159156362983082003-12-11T16:12:00.000Z2003-12-11T16:12:49.013Z

Oh god, it's the xmas party at work tonight. I'm really not in the mood. I almost certainly will go, but there is something disturbing about the work "Do" the official ones I mean. Just something distinctly disturbing and corporate lurking in the air. You see, I think it's good to hang out with people you work with if you like them and you chose to get together, but the enforced collectivity of

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1070888255255087222003-12-08T12:57:00.000Z2003-12-08T12:57:46.436Z

Just popped out of work, and was deluged by a sea of people waving their cheap little white St George flags, as the England Rugby team had just passed on their way to Trafalgar Square. Quite a strange sight in the day felt like everyone leaving on New Year's Eve/Day but in the daylight. Hmmm... how many of these people even gave a shit about Rugby a month ago, or had ever seen a game, or

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1070563148895454822003-12-04T18:39:00.000Z2003-12-04T18:39:19.516Z

Good grief, it's there's just too much drinking to be done at Christmas time. I seem to be constantly drinking. Now that might be not the world's biggest suprise to some people, but I have been quite good the last few weeks. Somehow through cutting down severely on drinking I managed to save most of the money for my plane ticket to Vancouver. But now we've entered December, the time when I

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1069954540727493452003-11-27T17:35:00.000Z2003-11-27T17:35:49.420Z

So there is to be another eating type contest on Sunday. The venue is usually Chutneys, an all you can eat vegetarian restaurant. This may well change this time, which means tactics may need to change too. I cannot believe I am still labelled 2 plates from a previous Chutney's experience, after my heroic, Yes HEROIC eating performance on the ferry to Holland. I am not saying I won with my

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1069953779821633892003-11-27T17:22:00.000Z2003-11-27T17:23:08.693Z

I had to watch a load of Duck Dodgers episodes the other day. They have relaunched Duck Dodgers in a whole new series. It's an adequete enough toon, not nearly as good as the classic Looney Tunes series, which is what is trying to do. However the credits revealed that the theme song was written and performed by the Flaming Lips and sung by Tom Jones. I can't seem to find it on the interweb

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1069179603333146182003-11-18T18:20:00.000Z2003-11-18T18:20:09.836Z

I was tootling around yesterday trying to find some lunch type items, suprisingly this occured during what is commonly referred to as lunchtime. UNfortunately this being England entering the throes of Winter, it was raining. Now I don't actually hate rain, not a big fan of it, but I don't hate it. Sometimes it can be quite pleasant if it's light rain. Especially in London, when it's th only time

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1068216147799478772003-11-07T14:33:00.000Z2003-11-07T14:46:37.840Z

Okay I have left the theatre (I never call it that) and am in a state of shock. Reloaded seriously lowered my expectations for the conclusion in the trilogy, but good grief on a stick I wasn't prepared for that diablical piece of celluloid. Revolutions is one of the worst films I have seen in quite a long time. What plot that there is, is utterly non-sensical. The action is so over the top you

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1068203703147766162003-11-07T10:19:00.000Z2003-11-07T11:15:06.923Z

I am about to go and see Matrix Revolutions. Hmmm, I shan't hold my breath, well frankly that would be foolish, I'd suffocate. i wasn't that impressed with the debacle that was Reloaded, and am fully expecting more of the same. Which begs the question, why am i going? Maybe that have achieved the old feel of the Saturday matinees, with their cliffhanger endings, somehow that doesn't seem to

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1068051438884265722003-11-05T16:56:00.000Z2003-11-05T16:57:21.653Z

I can't get the comments working at the moment, or more acurately I can't be bothered to read the stuff that will make it work at the moment. Maybe later

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1068049529990141342003-11-05T16:11:00.000Z2003-11-05T16:26:54.600Z

Right then. Welcome to The Way of the Hoof. I did toy with calling this blog the way of the exploding hoof, as an homage to an old spectrum fighting game, but thought better of it. well to say better is a little unfair, I guess i just thought, neither in a better or worse manner. Anyhoo, thought I'd better start with something of an explanation as to the title (although the only people reading

Kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09127075093798140599noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6035485.post-1067992508082490252003-11-04T20:34:00.000Z2003-11-05T00:35:10.940Z

This may be the first post on this blog. I just have to say that already this experience is proving to be vast imrovement over ebloggy where i just started a blog that I doubt I will ever continue. Maybe it's bed now

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