O Hai!

Just a quickie....there's a reason the below is from YouTube (or should be, updating right now)...you can do overdubbing...and I was too lazy to figure out the command for ffmpeg to do it (well, I knew the command but was getting a bit confused with bit-rate switches for the mp3).

In hindsight, I'm truly truly sorry for the selection....but it was the 1st in the list, was 41 seconds long, and the video 39....synchronicity. To cheesy "music".



Probably lash up a few pictures tomorrow, but with luck there'll be some "live blogging" from Gaytown next week....followed by....some "news" (or maybe not).

True....true....

"Hey roofer guys, I saw you yesterday....are you being lazy?"

She loves them really....has shown them her belly and her pants at least twice!

Golden!

Despite the hideous chin-growth I present....golden-ness.

Yes. Yes....i gave her a lollipop....

But she kept her 50p

Bindi.

Bhaj-eye...

Who is this?

....
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...........it's not flo.
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.......
.........that's a 1 year old Esmae that....

All good songs feature "poo"...

...According to Flo....

Is it working now?

That tricksy video is tricksy....preciousssssss.

Ride 'em cowgirl!

Hmmmm, that's not the one I thought it was ;)

Po0D0o Chile....slight return

Nod @thetek.

So. I've felt like shit most of today...not to mention The Shits! Nod again @tetek...

They deserve quote marks, but I'm too lazy/tired....Still and all, Flo and I had a wonderful day, so here's some highlights....also, found my camera which had some old pics on it...One of which is very telling.

Me & my lump just throbbed through the day...

Wales grand-slammin' last year...

Wut?!

1 year on....boo-bellies
Run...I'm in a trap...
And the next morning...breakfast!


Wut?!

I love the werbs....

But the poster turned her into "a monster fox"...


"Pretend I planted a daffodil which was dead and then came alive again with powers!"

Take an arty picture of me when I swing dad!!!


I will kill these worms in this cake...

Balancing cat is balancy!

If this really doesn't have audio on, I will kill people, with my plastic she-ra sword....it's the "a-to-the-mnomnomno-p-home-boy" ptrynbs..dgdk...wagf...ahv.hdb...aueioes!

Cat Jealousy

I am jealous of the mosh.

She just got chipped...21st Century FTW!

In other news...

Actually, they got along rather well...

...but, can you say Cheeeeesssse?

P2P....what's that?

Y'know in the recent PirateBay trial the defence suggested that Google is just as capable as them at finding "stuff" on the internets.

So....just paste this into teh Goog

-inurl:(htm|html|php) intitle:”index of” +”last modified” +”parent directory” +description +size +(mp3) “BAND NAME GOES HERE”

And you will find lots of lovely MP3

:-)

What time is it?

Remember them? They were the 3rd thing in my head this morning. The first was "Holy Fuck, what in the name of Feynman?", the second was "That sounded like someone falling on the floor" and the third was the one that started that song spinning in my bonce.

It was 4:30!

Last night Flo and Es stayed. Flo seemed really under the weather, to the extent of neither wanting dinner nor pudding, which is unheard of! Pudding is always an option in her opinion...and after a bath and reading a book in my bed, Flo decided she was too tired and sad to go to her own bed, so she would sleep in mine with Es.

Amazingly they were asleep 30 mins later and I thought I was golden.

No. 4:30 in the A of the M! That's when they decided it was morning...

So I read them the riot act: "it's still the middle of the night, you cannot have any snacks until morning time, and that is not now. Nor is it soon. Please go back to sleep now!"

At least that's what I think I said. What I probably said was: "Fnnng, Mah. Num gubba spuybs srdggeiq!".

They let me alone until 5:30, at which point I realised I was done for and just got on with porridge and The Day.

I was finally saved (at 9:30 as arranged, but boy did it feel like mid-day) by Ian, who took us off for (our) 3rd Breakfast...We then attempted to meet Baboo and head for Severn "Beach" (note quote marks....it requires them!), but due to rain and the opportune availability of an exit back off the motorway we ended up back at Baboo's house.

Where we watched "The Waterhorse"....It was OK, but then when you've sat through some of the shit I have (remake of "Stig of the Dump"? Shite!).....However, after about an hour Flo decided she was the waterhorse and basically crawled around the floor, on our legs, laps, etc growling occasionally. Rain also curtailed our trip to the farm but by that time it was worth taking the kids home to tidy up their mess, bounce on the trampoline with some balloons, (attempt to) treat Moshi like a baby human child (no chance) and generally whine a bit....

For your enjoyment, I now switch from text to image....

You have 6 hours left until we fuck you up!

But when we do....we'll be too fucking cute for you to care (much)

And we'll even share our sunglasses!

And then we will sleep on your left shoulder

And your right!

But you cannot sleep. Because your arms and shoulders are in an unnatural position so that we remain comfortable....I don't know, do you think I should start caring less?

Do we look like "The Godfather"?

How d'ya like them grape cheeks?!

There now follows one of my favourite videos ever....TMBG, dancing, bouncing on the sofa, high-fiving, and some weird pixel-tearing/blur due to the energy!

I Need A Wii

Status Update:
- Work Crisis of the week : sorted
- Emotional Crisis of the week : sorted
- Friday Night Argument I Should Not Have Got Involved With : sorted

Fucking self-righteous Daily Mail cunts!

Sorry about the swearing mum, but I know you'd've been with me....

I have a noodle, pak-choi and sprout salad to eat...why is there no meat in my house?

Status: D.a.d

I just lost half this post mid-publish. I should learn to write locally 1st instead of trusting Teh Cloud....cursed clouds!

Anyway. The gist was: France sucks, Wales = Booooo!, Cleaning, cooking, going to the park, fire, garden, cat....the weekend is over for you Mr Bond...

"Let's make a shadow palace picture dad!"

"I'm gonna ding ya!"

"Ding!"

"You made me a jungle?....thanks!"

The FUTURE!? Crisps and a UMID?

And then...we chilled...in the hammock....with the uke...

Ceefax p8970

+Why did you let me watch Scooby Doo dad?
- Cos I had to speak to some work people in France.
+ Did they say 'bonjour'?
+/- [giggling]
- Yep. Do you want bro or peas?
+ Peas...It was a scary car in that Scooby Doo dad!
- Yeah?
+ Yeah. Can you watch it with me?
- After dinner maybe.
+ Not with those france guys!
- Why not?
+ (in crazy voice) Cuz they errr aylliernz!!

Procrastination 101

I came up with this idea. You'll love it!

It's fucking awesome...but I strongly suspect (there's negative for yer) I'll never get round to even starting it:

• Beagleboard connected to a webcam and the Neo over usb
• 32Gb SD storage
  
• Neo acts as input device (keyboard, which could be customisable based on function...qwerty, "ipod mode", browser, etc)
• Neo can also do GSM Modem, Wifi, Bluetooth, GPS?
  
• Visual output (DVI btw!) to either LCD or "wearable display"
• Beagle's got audio in and stereo jacks so why not Voip too?
• I have this novelty "strap to a finger" mouse...
• Those car cigarette lighter adapters are nifty for power smoothing...
• ...old laptop battery...

Yeah?

Then I went a bit overboard dreaming up a wearable computer with some kind of Minority Report style real-time desktop overlay HUD (imagine you can see a brilliant conky/enigma style desktop wherever you look....but your desktop background is provided by your webcam!), gesture recognition (I already have a "mouse" you can strap to a finger) and integration with Google Maps (GPS for walkers FTW!), Facebook (facial/friend recognition, photos), Twitter ("@shitsack am walking...oh hai!") etc....Srsly, this is gonna be fucking brilliant!

Then I woke up.

Realised I have 60% of the components, probably 10% of the know-how, 90% of the desire, 2% of the gumption, and....no. Maybe not. I believe the military are doing this :)

One day though. One day...you'll see me walking down the street wearing a ridiculous attachment to my glasses, tapping randomly on a screen attached to my right sleeve, while seemingly talking to nobody, nodding randomly and muttering under my breath. I may, or may not, acknowledge you...

I hereby name this project: Black Coffee Dave.*

* He won't let me take his photo because he is still convinced I have something to do with "the government"**

** To those who don't know him, BCD believes that aliens have, and still do, visit our planet, that they run many of our institutions, that there are friendly "spirits" (of which he is in touch with the only current one on Earth). He is also, apparently, able to influence those barriers you see in multi-storey car parks because "he has a 3rd eye on his hand that affects infra-red"....I don't know where to stop with this...***

*** He has personally told me that he has a self-made tin-foil hat and that mobiles do not work if he uses them because he is overly electromagnetic.

Flth Shd!

David Walliams stole half my desert island discs.

I "made do" with a Wizard Cup Hat!