I'm doing the bit that comes before Part B.....
Think this will last me tonight boys?
Happy New Year to all my readers.
In other news: No, I haven't got used to my digicam yet. May just start reading the instructions.
The Haul
Merry Christmas everybody! Hope Santa gave you all what you wanted. Christmas in the Wynne household went off without a hitch (well, despite the fact I got quite sloshed in the pub at lunchtime, and as such spent the early evening asleep). My stash was, but not limited to, the following:-
A 'fun' (i.e. cheap) digital camera, which works a lot better than it looks.
A poker set. No, I will not be playing any form of strip poker with them, just the regular type. Now grow up.
A student cookbook. Soon I will not be eating takeaway (likely).
Peter Kay Thing on DVD
Bottle of Jack Daniels (from my 16 year old brother. God bless fake ID!)
A welsh had and fleece.
And more chocolate than you can shake a stick at.
But one of the coolest things about Christmas 2004? We had a White Christmas! It was bloody marvellous. The snow lay all around, deep and crisp and even.
Of course, one of the bonuses of having a digital camera is that I can post pictures. Aren't you all lucky people? Here's two to begin with:-
Me and my two brothers outside the
Pen Y Bryn in Colwyn Heights. Look, snow!
A look across to Penrhyn Bay from the end of my road. Sorry of lack of clarity. Still getting used to the camera!
More pictures will follow, and updates. You lucky, lucky people.
Twas the night before Christmas....
Can lightning strike twice?
Twas the night before Christmas,
And all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring,
Not even a mouse.
In a front room somewhere, curled on a sofa,
Rhys and S are watching repeats on the telly.
Drinking some beers, and eating chocolates,
Which are growing Rhys' belly.
"Fuck this" Rhys said, "I'm bored off my tits."
"Lets throw a party, like the one last year.".
"We'll invite all the bloggers, and they can eat some food."
"And be drinking vodka and beer."
Rhys prepared the drinks
Like the time before
"Tonight we'll party" he said
"Lets begin, Christmas 2004"
First to arrive was Ian, from Caernarfon,
He exlaimed: "Parti dda!"
Changing to English: "Yeah, it's a good party,"
"Obviously not a patch on Barracuda."
Potter arrived from Liverpool,
"Where will my Chemistry set go?"
Of course, he wasn't the only scouser there,
As Benj came, from "A Large Mango".
Popdog came next from Bonnie Scotland,
"Hope you don't mind, I've brought some of my crew."
"Don't worry, I've catered for them all."
He said, unveiling some Irn-Bru.
A big group arrived next,
"Ah", said Rhys, "It's the crew from Punclox."
"We've all brought you a present" said an excited Jake.
"Oh brilliant," said Rhys, unwrapping the gift. "It's socks."
Roland and Cynthia arrived next,
"I like your lights," said Cyn, "hope it doesn't drive up the bills."
They both preceded to light up the party,
As they showed the party their mad ninja/salsa skills.
Sam showed his face up next,
"Oh brilliant", said Rhys. "Welcome Sam!"
"Skinny will be pleased, he'll be overjoyed"
"He's also a dirty Blackburn fan."
More people showed up, Max, Adam, Randi, Pete,
The party was full, and was thick.
But one man was conspicuous by his absence,
Jolly old Saint Nick
Midnight arrived, and Santa showed up.
"Rhys, I told you I'd be around."
"But please, stop this bad poem"
"You're running it to the ground!"
He gave out presents, to all the guests
Before dissappearing into the night.
"Merry Christmas to all you people."
"And to all, a fucking good night!"
Merry Christmas to all my readers.
Boom, shake shake the room
Anybody else
feel this? It woke me up this morning. First I thought it was an earthquake, which would of been so cool. I mean, an earthquake? There was one before in my life when I was about 1, but obviously I couldn't remember that. I slept through that one.
A few days ago, I got into the Christmas Spirit by having a "12 Days of Christmas" Bucket from a fried chicken place. This is what it contained: -
12 Pieces of Chicken
11 Crispy Strips
10 Spicy Wings
9 BBQ Ribs
8 Corn on the cobs
7 Chicken Nuggetts
6 Sides of Coleslaw
5 Onion Rings
4 Sides of Fries
3 Sides of Coleslaw
2 Tortilla Wraps
1 Bottle of Pepsi Max
Now, I didn't eat that all myself. I shared it with 3 of my mates. Needless to say, it tasted good, and festive!
Finally, I found this pretty cool website. Basically you type in lyrics, and the program sings it for you by constructing it from the lyric database. Sounds confusing? Well, just have a fiddle with it, you'll get the jist of it. Either way, anything sounds better than Band Aid 20.
FEEL MY WRATH!!
Tis only a few days until Christmas, but the darkside has let itself be known in the following sign: -
I don't know about you, but I'm bricking myself.
Falling for a lamp-post......
It's not supposed to happen, it just isn't.
I said it earlier this year, I cannot have Linux and a girlfriend, so I got Linux. After playing with it for a bit, I uninstalled it, never to use it again.
And, lo and behold, I now have a girlfriend.
She is wonderful in my eyes. I mean, she's gorgeous, she reads this, and - most of all - she loves Homestar! Now that's a woman!
I always told you lot that you'd be the first to know when the time is right, when the moons are all aligned, hell freezes over, Everton reside in second spot in the Premiership, and - by some ironic twist of fate - I get a girlfriend. However, in reality it hasn't been the case. First I had to tell her about this website ("I already know about it Rhys", she replied....phew), then give her the carte blanche to post this (I think I got it...), then - the most difficult thing - actually getting off my arse to post it.
So, this is the reason why my updates at the moment have been few and far between, and also why my degree is going down the toilet. If you are reading this mum, blame S.
S, if you're reading this.....blame my mum.
In other news: Andreas on the Blitzcoder forum has come up with this: a montage Christmas scene. If you are bored today (lord knows I am), why don't you add a tile. It's fun!
|EDIT| As requested by Roland (though S said I should post it): S's Faceparty Profile (which may or may not include a picture)
Bright Coloured Buttons and Whiskers on Kittens....
Certain things make me smile, and at the moment I've been doing a lot of smiling (I will tell you all soon why), but yesterday I recieved an email that I couldn't help sharing with you all, but before I do, the premise:-
Many long term readers will know that I make computer games from time to time. Just a few weeks ago there was Eskew. Sure, it was terrible, but I enjoyed making it. Nevertheless, a couple of the games just seem to take off. One being Wormhole.
Painfully ironic really, as my smallest game and the one that took the shortest amount of time, yet everybody I know seems to love it. Not that I am complaining, oh no.
In any rate, I got up yesterday and immediately switched on my computer, whilst checking through all the spam, I came accross this email:-
Your best game has to be wormhole. I sent that to 1 person in my school back in 6th year and by the end of the month every time you saw a computer in any class or in the library someone was playing it. From 1st year to 6th year everyone was playing it. It even got around to other schools in our area - a friend and I heard people talking on a train about a tournament they had at their school for your wormhole game.
If you wanna check out a game in a similar vain but in 3d check the blitzshowcase for the only entry by Harkano. You inspired me to do it for the 6th year Adv Higher computing project.
Sorry, but when he said about the train, I burst into a huge smile. It's nice to be loved.
Busy day today, but I shall be back soon!
True Colours
As much as it pains me to say it, there was one incident last night which put a huge smile on my face (no, not
that incident to anybody who knows me, I'll mention what that is soon on my blog), as it was in the Mount Vernon (my local) on the outskirts of Inner City Liverpool.
Liverpool 3, Olympiakos 1
Yes, something about this city has changed me, and I guess I'm supporting Liverpool in Europe.
Me? Fair weather United supporter? Never!
Hello, Hello, We're at a Place Called Vertigo.
U2 are a quality band, there new song, Vertigo, rocks (it's on the iPod advert in the UK). However, one thing me and my mates kinda noticed was that the lyrics are...semantically wrong.
The song begins with unos, dos, tres, catorce. Now, I'm not fluent in Spanish, but isn't that 1, 2, 3, 14?
Somebody please confirm it with me.
Breaking The Rules
I promise I wouldn't go political on this blog, but I need to do this:-
Blunkett is relieved he can carry on fight to see 'my son'
Sorry.......see?
Okay. One ticket to hell please.
In other News: Bowling for the uni once again tomorrow in Ilkeston. They must be desparate.
