When I grow up I want to work for Torchwood, the only secret agency that drives a massive Land Rover Sport with its name stenciled on the side. Plus they have a terradactyl in their base which also likes to eat Cyberpeople. I want a job where instead of having to deal with morons I get to deal with things that fall into the catergory of "Bat Shit Crazy". And I might get to meet Doctor Who.
Bar imaginging working for a fictional company I haven't really been up to much today. I was gonna work on my designs for a real Flux Capacitor but I'm hampered by lack of acess to a Delorean. Without that its hard to test the FC, I'd use my car but it takes an age to reach 88mph. And the traffic police are bastards in North Wales. If I where to be pulled over for speeding I imagine the converstion to go like this:
Copper - "Alright sonny where's the fire?"
Me - "Actually i'm trying to travel through time"
Copper - (into his walkie talkie) "I need backup, got another one hepped up on goofballs"
The other problem I face is that the only stretch of road long enough to get up to speed is the A55. If go back in time more than 20 years I'm in trouble cos the road didn't exist then. "Roads, where we're going there are no roads"
All that writing just to set up a (mis) quote from "Back to the Future", and a vague Simpsons reference.
Tomorrow I have to go to work, then I'm acting in a film about 'tards having a psychic battle. I play one of the mentally challenged. I feel more typecast than Bill Paxton.("Hi, do you need someone to die in your movie? Do you someone to be a bit of a slimy asshole? Then call me, Bill Paxton. I know Jim Cameron don't you know")
Bar imaginging working for a fictional company I haven't really been up to much today. I was gonna work on my designs for a real Flux Capacitor but I'm hampered by lack of acess to a Delorean. Without that its hard to test the FC, I'd use my car but it takes an age to reach 88mph. And the traffic police are bastards in North Wales. If I where to be pulled over for speeding I imagine the converstion to go like this:
Copper - "Alright sonny where's the fire?"
Me - "Actually i'm trying to travel through time"
Copper - (into his walkie talkie) "I need backup, got another one hepped up on goofballs"
The other problem I face is that the only stretch of road long enough to get up to speed is the A55. If go back in time more than 20 years I'm in trouble cos the road didn't exist then. "Roads, where we're going there are no roads"
All that writing just to set up a (mis) quote from "Back to the Future", and a vague Simpsons reference.
Tomorrow I have to go to work, then I'm acting in a film about 'tards having a psychic battle. I play one of the mentally challenged. I feel more typecast than Bill Paxton.("Hi, do you need someone to die in your movie? Do you someone to be a bit of a slimy asshole? Then call me, Bill Paxton. I know Jim Cameron don't you know")
huw:
hey man.