Waffle
February 16, 2010 16 Comments
I’ve not actually got anything in particular that I want to talk to you about today. In reality, I should use the opportunity to take a little rest and recharge myself for some kind of life-changing blog post, later in the week. That isn’t going to happen, I just feel like having a bit of a waffle to you. I’m so waffly versatile.
Anyway, I’ve got a white shirt on today and it probably shouldn’t be allowed. I managed to spill orange juice on myself this morning, before I’d even finished eating my breakfast. It’s like I’ve got a genetic disorder that compels me to be clumsy. I’m thinking about marketing a range of clothes for clumsy people that are the exact same colour as a whole variety of foods. This way, you can just match your top to whichever meal or snack you are intending to eat. I’ll probably go on Dragons’ Den and sell it to those dudes. I can only imagine that Bannatyne would love it.
I actually had a dream about Bannatyne last week. I was the dignitary at a football match and was meeting the players. The captain of the team was Mr Duncan Bannatyne. He was wearing a suit, not a football kit. I’m not actually sure that there was even a match going to happen. Dreams are weird like that. Anyway, don’t ask to me to try and interpret it. I’m sure that it means that I’m a bit mental.
I’ve been in a rare Team Extreme team meeting this morning. It was quite emotional. I made quite a few sarcastic jokes that I shouted out, Tourettes-style. I got a few cheap laughs, so I was more than happy with that. It was almost like being back at school.
On the way back from the meeting, my mate, Si, drove past me. He then texted me to say that I was looking very sophisticated. He was right, I was looking very dapper (I still am). I just feel that someone has to try and look a bit French on the streets of Warrington. I think it’s going to have to be me.
Anyway, I should probably get going. It’s been really nice talking to you. I feel so much better. Maybe we should do it again some time?
Laterz
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jusy as well that orange juice wasn`t atomic strength or you`d be all over the kitchen
Gosh, Monkey, crossing blog streams could lead to a Ghostbusters style catastrophe.
inter blog stream relationships , the new taboo?
i liked this post. It was like having a chat with you, but you wouldn’t let me speak.
Lollage. Are you saying that I need to shut you up more?
I’ve been too quiet recently. It’s eerie.
I did like your post.
You’ve got a good reason for being a bit quieter than normal. I will just have to make sure that I’m on form, tomorrow!
I liked this post too. Is it bad for me to say that? I don’t know why I don’t do this kind of post more often!
this is more like three blogs in one . 3-4-1 bargain
I liked it too – out of your comfort zone. Ordered that All Star Superman from Amazon.uk (gawd knows how long it’ll take to arrive…). Liked the art.
I haven’t blogged for ages as I am choca with work and am working nights. Which is dull.
Strangely, it was actually right in my comfort zone! I don’t know why I haven’t really done this kind of post before, it was really staring me in the face.
I look forward to hearing what you think about All Star Superman (I hope you bought both volumes!), hopefully you will get chance to blog about it. I certainly don’t envy you working nights, although I suppose you keep yourself going by eating chocolate and cuckoo clocks.
I don’t eat cuckoo clocks. That’s just a vicious rumour.
I’d have a word with Max Clifford if I was you, an awful lot of the tabloids are heavily implying that you’re eating up to 3 cuckoo clocks a week.
I am so out of the UK media loop. The actual story is that because chocolate is so cheap over here I used it to fashion an approximation of a cuckoo clock…but I could resist no longer and tore into it with relish.
Bloody camera phones.
You have to be extremely careful these days – the press are everywhere.
If you’re going to carry out wanton acts of chocolate clock eating then I suggest you do so in a secure location. I’ve got the number of a very discreet facility if you’re interested.
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