Today will be a day long remembered in ye olde Denbigh town. This evening one of our own became the World Darts Champion. Alright so thats not up there with other sports accolades, but Jesus Christ its joyful to see someone you know do so well. Well done Mark, I bet you'll never have to buy a drink in this town again.
I'm also kinda proud that my home town produced a champion in a game mainly played in public houses.
Onto less exciting things than combine to form my time on this planet:
- The girl that cut my hair yesterday asked me about five different ways if I was single. I have no idea what that means, but I know what I'd like it to mean. Shame she's about a decade younger than me. She was also impressed by how well I'd dyed my hair. Of course in all likeliness it was bored hairdresser talk. Never understood my guys go to a barber when there are hair salons populated exclusively by hot girls that don't try and make conversation about football. (i'll illustrate how much I know about the beautiful game, for a long while I thought David Beckham was famous for marrying a Spice Girl. Not cos he was a footballer.) Instead you can swop tips on hair colouring and the best products to create spikey hair (the VO5 range is very good btw). Yeah thats right I am that manly.
- Usually I have about six pallets of stock for my department arrive over the course of a week. Today I had eight in one day. Every area of my department is stuffed with stuff. With the help of the wonderful manager Laura we managed to jam about 75% of it onto the shelves. The remainder had to look like we had tried to shift it, so we just re - stacked in a shoddy fashion that makes it look like we had gone to some effort. Working with a manager thats about to enjoy a couple of weeks away from work has its advantages, cos they give a shit about as much as I do.
- Finding out a friend hasn't died in some terrible accident and instead has just gone to enjoy the company of a girl. Similar thing happened a few weeks ago when I didn't see my mate Paul for a few days (we work in the same store and see each other all the time) I'd just forgotten he works nights every few weeks. Don't know why I worry about such things but there you go.
- Having my Amazon account completely ruined because I had to order a Des O'Connor CD for my Granny. Now its determined to sell me various shite albums when I had it programmed only to advise me on cool stuff.
- Hard Boiled. Hadn't seen this movie in over a decade. Bought the DVD a while back. Sat down last night and had my teeth knocked out by its awesomeness. It makes other action movies look like a Care Bears film. Sheer fucking carnage on an epic scale, there's more bullets fired than every other movie combined. Its absolute boggles my mind the same man made the shit buckets that are "MI 2" and "Paycheck". Even John Woo's best American movie "Face Off" is a pansy ass cop out compared to the bullet frenzy insanity that is "Hard Boiled". If I ever have kids one of them is getting called Tequila. They'll fit in well with their siblings "Han Solo Lloyd" and "John Cusack Lloyd" (girl or boy one of my kids is getting called Han Solo, or Indiana Jones).
- Phoebe Cates (again)
After the storming "Hard Boiled" I stuck "Gremlins 2" into the DVD machine (Yeah its just party central at Casa Geoff on a Saturday night). It struck me that maybe early in the development process of this movie someone decided to merge "Die Hard" with "Gremlins", and then take the piss relentlessly. Whats awesome about "Gremlins 2" is that despite recurring characters it is a completly different skew on the original. Whereas "Gremlins" is a big budget B - Movie, the sequel is a parody of its predecessor and of the films that inspired it. The fact it pulls this off without being a cynical in joke is a triumph.Theres a magic that runs though these films.
Plus Phoebe Cates.
- Theres this girl in work. I've already done that one though. Got a boyfriend apparently. And he's in a band. I can't compete with that. Sigh.
- Seven days away from the first of two "A Wilhelm Scream" gigs. God I'm more excited than Catholic priest walking into a all boys school.
Thats all, day off tomorrow so I'll probably have nothing to ramble on about.
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
I'm also kinda proud that my home town produced a champion in a game mainly played in public houses.
Onto less exciting things than combine to form my time on this planet:
- The girl that cut my hair yesterday asked me about five different ways if I was single. I have no idea what that means, but I know what I'd like it to mean. Shame she's about a decade younger than me. She was also impressed by how well I'd dyed my hair. Of course in all likeliness it was bored hairdresser talk. Never understood my guys go to a barber when there are hair salons populated exclusively by hot girls that don't try and make conversation about football. (i'll illustrate how much I know about the beautiful game, for a long while I thought David Beckham was famous for marrying a Spice Girl. Not cos he was a footballer.) Instead you can swop tips on hair colouring and the best products to create spikey hair (the VO5 range is very good btw). Yeah thats right I am that manly.
- Usually I have about six pallets of stock for my department arrive over the course of a week. Today I had eight in one day. Every area of my department is stuffed with stuff. With the help of the wonderful manager Laura we managed to jam about 75% of it onto the shelves. The remainder had to look like we had tried to shift it, so we just re - stacked in a shoddy fashion that makes it look like we had gone to some effort. Working with a manager thats about to enjoy a couple of weeks away from work has its advantages, cos they give a shit about as much as I do.
- Finding out a friend hasn't died in some terrible accident and instead has just gone to enjoy the company of a girl. Similar thing happened a few weeks ago when I didn't see my mate Paul for a few days (we work in the same store and see each other all the time) I'd just forgotten he works nights every few weeks. Don't know why I worry about such things but there you go.
- Having my Amazon account completely ruined because I had to order a Des O'Connor CD for my Granny. Now its determined to sell me various shite albums when I had it programmed only to advise me on cool stuff.
- Hard Boiled. Hadn't seen this movie in over a decade. Bought the DVD a while back. Sat down last night and had my teeth knocked out by its awesomeness. It makes other action movies look like a Care Bears film. Sheer fucking carnage on an epic scale, there's more bullets fired than every other movie combined. Its absolute boggles my mind the same man made the shit buckets that are "MI 2" and "Paycheck". Even John Woo's best American movie "Face Off" is a pansy ass cop out compared to the bullet frenzy insanity that is "Hard Boiled". If I ever have kids one of them is getting called Tequila. They'll fit in well with their siblings "Han Solo Lloyd" and "John Cusack Lloyd" (girl or boy one of my kids is getting called Han Solo, or Indiana Jones).
- Phoebe Cates (again)
After the storming "Hard Boiled" I stuck "Gremlins 2" into the DVD machine (Yeah its just party central at Casa Geoff on a Saturday night). It struck me that maybe early in the development process of this movie someone decided to merge "Die Hard" with "Gremlins", and then take the piss relentlessly. Whats awesome about "Gremlins 2" is that despite recurring characters it is a completly different skew on the original. Whereas "Gremlins" is a big budget B - Movie, the sequel is a parody of its predecessor and of the films that inspired it. The fact it pulls this off without being a cynical in joke is a triumph.Theres a magic that runs though these films.
Plus Phoebe Cates.
- Theres this girl in work. I've already done that one though. Got a boyfriend apparently. And he's in a band. I can't compete with that. Sigh.
- Seven days away from the first of two "A Wilhelm Scream" gigs. God I'm more excited than Catholic priest walking into a all boys school.
Thats all, day off tomorrow so I'll probably have nothing to ramble on about.
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!