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Wednesday, 22 December 2010
Tuesday, 21 December 2010
Accidental Santa and early xmas prezzy (sort of)
- one pair of american (I'm a sexual pervert who makes i-denti-kit clothing) apparel red sweat pants (and, yes, I'm a sucker for having bought them)
- one Abercrombie & Fitch zip-up hoody (red)
(shit this is getting worse, I'm sounding as if I'm permanently dressed as though I fell into Banana Republic and got hit with the Ralf Lauren/ Hilfigher stick on the way out)
- and one H&M faux fur deer stalker.
Combine the above items with cheap white thermals.
Add sofa cushion and accessorize with red leather belt (both borrowed from friend)
Voila, in no time at all, you too could be Santa.
So that's the accidental Santa bit. Now for the sort of early Christmas prez.
One of the freelancers at work has very kindly lent me his Lomo LC-A to be playing with over the festive period. As you can see here, whilst in the search of an interesting way to shoot said camera, I have in fact plumped for surgically grafting the camera onto the back of a small Inuit's prized husky dog. Nice isn't it. He didn't feel a thing- the Inuit that is.
What happened next...
And so it was, that the snowmen were no more.
Videotechque skills courtesy of Casey Hennessy (go on, click it, see what she be up to).
Videotechque skills courtesy of Casey Hennessy (go on, click it, see what she be up to).
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Roll on summer time
Can't wait for the sun to shine. Got to get self on this for 20 11.
Got my pretty pretty Raleigh for it too.
mmm sunshine, cycling and summer camp's songs
Snow long snow men
After leaving our snowmen outfits to knock about the office for quite some time (naturally under the pretence of them being Xmas decs) we finally gave into the need to say goodbye.
Unsure of what to do with them, we thought first off we could use them for a David Lynch vid competition. The plan was- in suitably Lynchian style- make snowmen into skellies and do a vid about murder intrigue and revenge.
However, first attempt at transformation didn't go to plan, leaving us a cast member down. But rather than let the evening go to waste, we deciding to give our men of snow a proper send off.
Whilst I have no photos (yet) there's a hint as to how are snow-skelly men met their end...
Unsure of what to do with them, we thought first off we could use them for a David Lynch vid competition. The plan was- in suitably Lynchian style- make snowmen into skellies and do a vid about murder intrigue and revenge.
However, first attempt at transformation didn't go to plan, leaving us a cast member down. But rather than let the evening go to waste, we deciding to give our men of snow a proper send off.
Whilst I have no photos (yet) there's a hint as to how are snow-skelly men met their end...
Productivity much improved but still looking for a Christmas card idea
the field: 02 A Paw In My Face by user9771847
Delorean - Deli by acid stag
That's the catalyst for better work/ results ratio. If only I could lick this niggling Xmas card idea. I likey these though that the lovely YCN have got proudly displayed. Very sweet thought. Wonderfully simple.
Delorean - Deli by acid stag
That's the catalyst for better work/ results ratio. If only I could lick this niggling Xmas card idea. I likey these though that the lovely YCN have got proudly displayed. Very sweet thought. Wonderfully simple.
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
Will Christmas be cancelled this year?
It would appear someone has hung Santa and then chopped off his head. Am a little concerned this may leave the underside of xmas trees around the UK somewhat bare this year- that and the cancellation of special delivery.
Monday, 13 December 2010
Saturday, 11 December 2010
'We built this city on too much vodka' (the sounds of Xmas 20 10)
And so it was with a short shrift dash from front door to porcelain throne that a violent and protracted exorcism of my innards via laughing gear followed thus completing the cycle of work's Christmas do for another year.
Friday, 10 December 2010
tonight, I will be mostly wearing foamboard
Wish i was off to a Scandinavian disco.
Kings of Convenience - I Don't Know What I Can Save You From (Röyksopp Remix) by acrylica
Instead I'm off to the christmas do, but i am going in one of these...
Instead I'm off to the christmas do, but i am going in one of these...
Benilyn induced coma and automatic drawing
A few days ago I learnt a lesson the hard way about mixing drugs with alcohol. Nothing hardcore. Just Beilyn cold and flu wth a pint and a half of cider. The result was this
and my afternoon sounded like this (but the robopop version's even better)
Somebody Tell Me by Muchuu
and my afternoon sounded like this (but the robopop version's even better)
and a little of this
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
Blues, big band, BB King
Song says it all. Grrrr. Put it down as one of those weeks. Bloody good song though, good ol' Shaun and 6 Music.
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
(ummmmm should really retract the last track)
Defo wasn't paying attention had meant just to get the original motorhead ace of spades track but ended up with that. And in searching for that found this.
Ace of Spades by davmac
Think this does it better. Bit like Hayseed Dixie, but still PANIC!!! worthy. Are you frantic yet?
Ace of Spades by davmac
Think this does it better. Bit like Hayseed Dixie, but still PANIC!!! worthy. Are you frantic yet?
Bum-wipe dodgers laughing on other side of face as nation's bog roll stock drops. PANIC!!!
Here's my first PANIC!!!
PANIC!!!
At this festive time of year, the annual event I am most enjoying has to be the PANIC!!! Always a totally unfounded, irrational, seasonal, blind pandemic of panic.
There have already been nationwide fears of running out of bread and milk. This has consequently put Brummies a whole £50 out of pocket due to PANIC!!! buying of said necessities- or so one of the local radio stations would have you know. Idiots. I'm fully justified in saying that by the way, I am a Brummie (though thankfully not one of those twats who fell for the PANIC!!!).
Then just this morning there were further spurious radio reports of Worcester County Council's grit supplies running precariously low. PANIC!!! Sounds an awfully familiar story that does... And what amuses me even more than the total lack of orginality of the newsteams associated with these PANIC!!! stories or even the fact that it's yet another year where a total lack of foresight on behalf of said County Council has left them ill-prepared, even funnier than all that is the fact that it's some poor bastard's job to report on it.
'You been on that story a while now Barry, what exactly IS the story your breaking?
'Well you see I'm still chasing that grit one. It's been going on a bit, yeah, but, man when that one hits, it's proper going to kick off'.
Every day the same job. Ring the council, ask them if they've got enough grit. Better still I like to imagine it as if it's some Watergate scandal. You know, like that Dustin Hoffman reporter film. As if the contact Barry has is some big player, and it really IS a big deal to have a mole from within WCC whispering down the phone all those CC secrets. Somehow makes it all the more funny.
And then the reality is that it's Maureen on reception who probably cares as much about how much grit there is (and confidentiality of such 'vital' information to avoid any undue panic) as she has interest in keeping her colleagues in coffee. I can vouch for her, she'll have zero interest on all fronts there. Having once enjoyed time behind a reception desk and the power games that accompany such roles- irrational disliking of people, deliberate and totally unnecessary awkwardness (it all passes the time of day)- I know Maureen couldn't give two shiny sheets.
Anyway I would like then to jump on the band wagon and intensify exisitng fears, perhaps even create a mass PANIC!!! of my own. I might even try to trade mark, petition for it to be an annual holiday. Who knows, mass hysteria is my oyster.
There have already been nationwide fears of running out of bread and milk. This has consequently put Brummies a whole £50 out of pocket due to PANIC!!! buying of said necessities- or so one of the local radio stations would have you know. Idiots. I'm fully justified in saying that by the way, I am a Brummie (though thankfully not one of those twats who fell for the PANIC!!!).
Then just this morning there were further spurious radio reports of Worcester County Council's grit supplies running precariously low. PANIC!!! Sounds an awfully familiar story that does... And what amuses me even more than the total lack of orginality of the newsteams associated with these PANIC!!! stories or even the fact that it's yet another year where a total lack of foresight on behalf of said County Council has left them ill-prepared, even funnier than all that is the fact that it's some poor bastard's job to report on it.
'You been on that story a while now Barry, what exactly IS the story your breaking?
'Well you see I'm still chasing that grit one. It's been going on a bit, yeah, but, man when that one hits, it's proper going to kick off'.
Every day the same job. Ring the council, ask them if they've got enough grit. Better still I like to imagine it as if it's some Watergate scandal. You know, like that Dustin Hoffman reporter film. As if the contact Barry has is some big player, and it really IS a big deal to have a mole from within WCC whispering down the phone all those CC secrets. Somehow makes it all the more funny.
And then the reality is that it's Maureen on reception who probably cares as much about how much grit there is (and confidentiality of such 'vital' information to avoid any undue panic) as she has interest in keeping her colleagues in coffee. I can vouch for her, she'll have zero interest on all fronts there. Having once enjoyed time behind a reception desk and the power games that accompany such roles- irrational disliking of people, deliberate and totally unnecessary awkwardness (it all passes the time of day)- I know Maureen couldn't give two shiny sheets.
Anyway I would like then to jump on the band wagon and intensify exisitng fears, perhaps even create a mass PANIC!!! of my own. I might even try to trade mark, petition for it to be an annual holiday. Who knows, mass hysteria is my oyster.
Friday, 3 December 2010
Sliding scale rewritten
Not only am I loving this track totally- and Cee Lo's 'Oldfashined as well, come to think of it- but i think the man maybe onto something with his rating system. I am of course referring to the 'I guess she's an X-box and I'm more of an Atari' lyric. Brilliant! Henceforth I shall rate all things on the Xbox-Atari scale. But which is better?
Never going to back out
... and thankfully neither are my colleagues. Band shirt for work shirt, check.
Thursday, 2 December 2010
Lest we forget
It's national 'wear your band tee to work' day. Come on kids let's all join in.
And not having one is no excuse. Make one. Check out my interpretation of Iron Maiden.
And then the one done by a professional visualiser.
Damn, I'm good at drawing. You can barely tell the difference between his and mine.
And not having one is no excuse. Make one. Check out my interpretation of Iron Maiden.
And then the one done by a professional visualiser.
Damn, I'm good at drawing. You can barely tell the difference between his and mine.
Snowmen done
Am actually a little behind on these. We actually finished making the snowmen Wednesday morning and shot the work card (our agency's Christmas card) Wednesday afternoon- was a bit of rush.
So four working days (6 project days total) later we were finally done. Bit of anti-climax though. Not sure what to do now. Though I'm sure I won't lay dormant for too long. There's sure to be a few more vids shot with the Snowy men. Here are the results though.
So four working days (6 project days total) later we were finally done. Bit of anti-climax though. Not sure what to do now. Though I'm sure I won't lay dormant for too long. There's sure to be a few more vids shot with the Snowy men. Here are the results though.
Wednesday, 1 December 2010
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