Hello,
It's been a while, but I'm still here, are you? Due to the particularly wet weather I think I've started to grow fins, but not like old fins, these are a new design. I guess fins ain't what they used to be!
Okay, now that I've got that out of my system, let's get on. What the heck is going on with this new Iraq enquiry? All this arguing about WMDs and no one has asked the main question: If Saddam had 'em, why didn't he use 'em?
End of!
Monday 30 November 2009
Thursday 15 October 2009
Good Cop/Bad Cop
I saw an episode of CSI:Miami last night starring Sean 'Puff Daddy/P Diddy/The Artist Formerly Known As A Penis' Combs as a defence attorney. He was bad. REALLY bad. Anyhoo, this is not about him, it's about bad writing.
Mr Coombs had to defend Eric 'Man Of Wood' Delko and say nice things about him in a manly-yet-straight way that would bring a lump to your throat, such as how he got shot in the head but still carried on as a cop (honest, I couldn't make THAT up!) when he could have sued the city & become rich.
All supposed to reflect a feeling of self-sacrifice and bravery.
Then I put a DVD of The West Wing on, series 3. Leo is offered a deal to avoid national humiliation in exchange for getting President Bartlet to accept a censure, his reply:"I take a bullet for the President, he doesn't take on for me". Later on we learn thru flashbacks that it was Leo who got Bartlet to run, showing him the phrase 'Bartlet For America' written on a napkin.
At the end of the episode, the Prez agrees to accept the censure and gives Leo a gift - the napkin framed. He then leaves as we see Leo start to break down and cry, his armour proof against all threats except friendship.
Now granted we're talking different leagues of acting, but as examples of how to do & not to do something, they were hard to beat. It also showed what a fine actor John Spencer was, and he'll be sadly missed.
Mr Coombs had to defend Eric 'Man Of Wood' Delko and say nice things about him in a manly-yet-straight way that would bring a lump to your throat, such as how he got shot in the head but still carried on as a cop (honest, I couldn't make THAT up!) when he could have sued the city & become rich.
All supposed to reflect a feeling of self-sacrifice and bravery.
Then I put a DVD of The West Wing on, series 3. Leo is offered a deal to avoid national humiliation in exchange for getting President Bartlet to accept a censure, his reply:"I take a bullet for the President, he doesn't take on for me". Later on we learn thru flashbacks that it was Leo who got Bartlet to run, showing him the phrase 'Bartlet For America' written on a napkin.
At the end of the episode, the Prez agrees to accept the censure and gives Leo a gift - the napkin framed. He then leaves as we see Leo start to break down and cry, his armour proof against all threats except friendship.
Now granted we're talking different leagues of acting, but as examples of how to do & not to do something, they were hard to beat. It also showed what a fine actor John Spencer was, and he'll be sadly missed.
Thursday 10 September 2009
Theatre Of Hate!
As some of you may know (those that have read my previous entry anyway) I am appalled at the fall in standards in theatre audiences. (I long ago gave up on cinema ones!)
Well, I experienced a new 'low' last week. I went to see a friend acting in a new play at the local theatre. I went with a friend and my mother, who though a pensioner, would kick Vin Diesel's ass. we were all snuggly, the lights had just gone down & a family of four turned up & couldn't find their seat.
The usher just shoved them into the row behind us, which was empty anyway. So far, so no problem.
Then the kids started opening their sweetie bags....
I never knew so much noise could be made. My mother made the remark "I hope they're not going to make that racket all the way through" but the parents behind failed to take the hint, so after 5 minutes of noise I shushed 'em!
The dad responded with a neighbourly "shut it!".
Demonstrating my superior wit, I snapped back: "You shut it!"
He parried with a snarling: "What'd you say?"
I riposted with: "We're in a theatre mate!"
He returned with: "Then ask politely!"
Leaving me to volley home the point: "I did!!!"
Game, set & match to me!
At the intermission, he did have the grace to apologise, or as my friend put it, "Saw you were bigger than him".
Poor shmuck didn't realise, if he'd started anything my Ma would'a kicked his ass but good. Word!
That aside, this was a married, middle-aged father of two. If that's what he's like in public, how can we expect better from so-called chavs?
Well, I experienced a new 'low' last week. I went to see a friend acting in a new play at the local theatre. I went with a friend and my mother, who though a pensioner, would kick Vin Diesel's ass. we were all snuggly, the lights had just gone down & a family of four turned up & couldn't find their seat.
The usher just shoved them into the row behind us, which was empty anyway. So far, so no problem.
Then the kids started opening their sweetie bags....
I never knew so much noise could be made. My mother made the remark "I hope they're not going to make that racket all the way through" but the parents behind failed to take the hint, so after 5 minutes of noise I shushed 'em!
The dad responded with a neighbourly "shut it!".
Demonstrating my superior wit, I snapped back: "You shut it!"
He parried with a snarling: "What'd you say?"
I riposted with: "We're in a theatre mate!"
He returned with: "Then ask politely!"
Leaving me to volley home the point: "I did!!!"
Game, set & match to me!
At the intermission, he did have the grace to apologise, or as my friend put it, "Saw you were bigger than him".
Poor shmuck didn't realise, if he'd started anything my Ma would'a kicked his ass but good. Word!
That aside, this was a married, middle-aged father of two. If that's what he's like in public, how can we expect better from so-called chavs?
Monday 17 August 2009
The Last Days Of Empire
Hello!
A friend of mine recently said he planned to do some stand up, I mis-heard and thought he'd said: 'Sticks-ups', which was worrying for 2 reasons. Firstly, he's a very nice guy who'd make a lousy crook, and secondly I was carrying a lot of cash on that particular day.
Silly me, but still, doing stand up? How brave is that? I think it's one of those things, like writing a novel or being in a band, that we've all sort of thought about but never done.
Well my mate has inspired me, I'm going to give it a go too!
Keep reading for further developments.......
A friend of mine recently said he planned to do some stand up, I mis-heard and thought he'd said: 'Sticks-ups', which was worrying for 2 reasons. Firstly, he's a very nice guy who'd make a lousy crook, and secondly I was carrying a lot of cash on that particular day.
Silly me, but still, doing stand up? How brave is that? I think it's one of those things, like writing a novel or being in a band, that we've all sort of thought about but never done.
Well my mate has inspired me, I'm going to give it a go too!
Keep reading for further developments.......
Friday 7 August 2009
Theatre Etiquette
Went to the local theatre this week and something struck me, it was the guy on the door who said "Ticket first, you swine!", but I digress. Anyway, I was watching a perfectly good play but it was difficult to hear above the 'coughing chorus' going on.
Rule of the Badger when going to the theatre: Take some bleeding throat sweets!!!
I always carry mints and when it's the West End or Stratford, Locketts, as I believe there is an unofficial charter between actors and audience.
They as a company promise to give the best performance they can, while we as an audience promise to give them silence, unless it's a comedy, and applause when required.
I don't think it's too much to ask, for them and ourselves. Once I asked a man in front of me if he wouldn't mind refraining from tapping & waving his programme about as it was constantly in my eye line. It was a matinee and a sparsely populated one at that, but instead of just putting it down, he replied: "What, this is bothering you?" like I was asking him to stop breathing.
Instead of punching him (my first instinct, I'm very passionate about theatre AND manners) I glowered at him & said "YES!"
Later on I realised that what I should have said was "Exactly WHY do you need to do that anyway?"
It is a good thing guns are banned in this country, because several people would be shot in the theatres and cinemas would see more bloodbaths off-screen than on!
Got to go, I'm off to the cinema. Now then, where did I put my Walther PPK and silencer....?
Rule of the Badger when going to the theatre: Take some bleeding throat sweets!!!
I always carry mints and when it's the West End or Stratford, Locketts, as I believe there is an unofficial charter between actors and audience.
They as a company promise to give the best performance they can, while we as an audience promise to give them silence, unless it's a comedy, and applause when required.
I don't think it's too much to ask, for them and ourselves. Once I asked a man in front of me if he wouldn't mind refraining from tapping & waving his programme about as it was constantly in my eye line. It was a matinee and a sparsely populated one at that, but instead of just putting it down, he replied: "What, this is bothering you?" like I was asking him to stop breathing.
Instead of punching him (my first instinct, I'm very passionate about theatre AND manners) I glowered at him & said "YES!"
Later on I realised that what I should have said was "Exactly WHY do you need to do that anyway?"
It is a good thing guns are banned in this country, because several people would be shot in the theatres and cinemas would see more bloodbaths off-screen than on!
Got to go, I'm off to the cinema. Now then, where did I put my Walther PPK and silencer....?
Wednesday 5 August 2009
Isn't it Ironic?
Saw Field Of Dreams on ITV1 last week, it was a Saturday afternoon, and right in the middle of SPOILER ALERT!!! the row on book burning at the gym featuring Amy Madigans character her line:"At least he is not a book burner, you Nazi cow!" was cut.
This I could understand if someone thought the phrase "Nazi cow" might offend, well, Nazis or cows, but 2 minutes later her character says to Kevin Costner "Did you see me call her a 'Nazi cow'?"
So a double irony there. Not only did ITV censor a remark made in a debate about censorship, they left it in later.
On another point, I'd forgotten just how damn good a film it was. Burt Lancaster made one of the best cameos I've ever seen, and in his last film! James Earl Jones, Ray Liotta, Frank Whalley & our Kev. Marvellous. If I had one criticism, it would be where was Jackie Robinson? Although it must be conceded, he was of a later era.
This I could understand if someone thought the phrase "Nazi cow" might offend, well, Nazis or cows, but 2 minutes later her character says to Kevin Costner "Did you see me call her a 'Nazi cow'?"
So a double irony there. Not only did ITV censor a remark made in a debate about censorship, they left it in later.
On another point, I'd forgotten just how damn good a film it was. Burt Lancaster made one of the best cameos I've ever seen, and in his last film! James Earl Jones, Ray Liotta, Frank Whalley & our Kev. Marvellous. If I had one criticism, it would be where was Jackie Robinson? Although it must be conceded, he was of a later era.
Friday 31 July 2009
Hypocrisy as a Virtue
A few weeks ago a 'Big Boss' came around the office to talk at us about new upheavals in the future. To protect the innocent I'll call him 'Del Boy' as he shrugged just like Del Boy. Anyhoo, Del Boy gave the usual flannel and then took questions which he preceded to dodge with, it must be said, an admirable skill, sort of like Muhammad Ali in his younger days.
One thing stuck in my mind, and it wasn't the pencil I'd been ramming into my skull to stay sane. Del Boy said that 'they' (the mis-managment) had not ruled out any department when it came to 'outsourcing' work.
First off, isn't 'outsourcing' a great word? Who first coined it and why? He was American, that much we know, but even there they now realise that 'outsourcing' causes more problems than it solves, the main one being that you have most of your workforce & structure in another country!
Secondly, why is it that 'no department is ruled out', except management? Why do we never 'outsource' the Bosses?
Given the credit crunch, I think it's time we considered it. Granted, historically outsourcing leaders has had mixed results, for every General Bernadotte or Barack Obama(!) , there's a Hitler or Stalin, but I think it's worth a try.
You heard it here first.......
One thing stuck in my mind, and it wasn't the pencil I'd been ramming into my skull to stay sane. Del Boy said that 'they' (the mis-managment) had not ruled out any department when it came to 'outsourcing' work.
First off, isn't 'outsourcing' a great word? Who first coined it and why? He was American, that much we know, but even there they now realise that 'outsourcing' causes more problems than it solves, the main one being that you have most of your workforce & structure in another country!
Secondly, why is it that 'no department is ruled out', except management? Why do we never 'outsource' the Bosses?
Given the credit crunch, I think it's time we considered it. Granted, historically outsourcing leaders has had mixed results, for every General Bernadotte or Barack Obama(!) , there's a Hitler or Stalin, but I think it's worth a try.
You heard it here first.......
Tuesday 28 July 2009
Latest News
The Revolution has been postponed. More news as it comes in, but please, for the moment, lock up all weapons. That includes YOU, Billy Bob!
(You know what happened last time)
I'm off to the pics tonight, going to see 'The Proposal', which is a rom com, but shouldn't it be a gangster film with a title like that?
Wasn't therer an Aussie film called that with Ray Winstone?
(You know what happened last time)
I'm off to the pics tonight, going to see 'The Proposal', which is a rom com, but shouldn't it be a gangster film with a title like that?
Wasn't therer an Aussie film called that with Ray Winstone?
Friday 24 July 2009
The weeked starts here!
Hiya peeps!
I remember once meeting Stephen Fry, and I'll never forget his words. He said to me "What the hell are you doing in my house?". I laughed, grabbed his wallet and ran, instinctively knowing what he meant.
He meant "carpe diem Kev, seize the day, me old mate" and he's right, we don't know how long we've got. So this weekend lets get out there, fight like crazy people and shame the devil!
Who's with me people???
I remember once meeting Stephen Fry, and I'll never forget his words. He said to me "What the hell are you doing in my house?". I laughed, grabbed his wallet and ran, instinctively knowing what he meant.
He meant "carpe diem Kev, seize the day, me old mate" and he's right, we don't know how long we've got. So this weekend lets get out there, fight like crazy people and shame the devil!
Who's with me people???
Thursday 23 July 2009
Torchwood-day
Today is Thursday, which is named after the Norse God Thor. Why that is I don't know, but I thought you should. In mainland China they just name the days of the week after numbers, are they more logical or are we more imaginative?
I put this forward as an example of a question without a yes/no, wrong/right answer, because recently I was reading James Morans blog, 'The pen is mightier than the spork'. He's a writer who's stuff you might have noticed, Dr Who, Spooks, Torchwood, Severance, etc. and it seems that some so-called 'fans' have been giving him a hard time because he wrote a large part of Torchwood:Children of Earth and they didn't like some of the decisions made, such as killing off Ianto.
Now as it happens I thought this series of Torchwood has fulfilled the promise that the first two offered but only delivered in parts. It was brilliant, in my humble opinion, even though I'm not sure I agreed with all the plot decisions. Its basic idea could only be done in a Sci-Fi show, an alien race offers you a choice of complete obliteration of your species or 10% of your children, what do you do?
Obviously you can do it in things like Sophie's Choice, but not on such a scale. I felt there were flaws in the story logic, such as 'if the aliens needed the children so badly, would they really wipe them all out with humanity?' and 'why didn't they just kidnap them?' but who cares, it worked for the story.
I'll tell you who cares, these idiotic fans care. They care so much that they unleashed a stream of vitriolic abuse on a writer who only did his job. Here's a question for them, if they care so much why don't they go write a perfect script for themselves?
Because they are morons.
You don't like someone's idea? Fine, don't watch/read/listen to it. I remember a comment from a Dr Who fan that Russell T Davies' version wasn't as good as 'old Dr Who', he'd somehow squandered an opportuity.
He completely missed the point that without RTD there wouldn't have been ANY new Dr Who! Nothing! Just a repeat of the old series ad nauseum.
It's these fans who are really ruining the programme, because of them no one will want to go anywhere near it & it will die a lonely, painful death.
In short, get a life!
James Moran, if you're reading this (unlikely) remember the last line from one of my favourite films, 'Jagged Edge', as spoken by Robert Loggia: "F*** 'em, they was trash!"
Word!
I put this forward as an example of a question without a yes/no, wrong/right answer, because recently I was reading James Morans blog, 'The pen is mightier than the spork'. He's a writer who's stuff you might have noticed, Dr Who, Spooks, Torchwood, Severance, etc. and it seems that some so-called 'fans' have been giving him a hard time because he wrote a large part of Torchwood:Children of Earth and they didn't like some of the decisions made, such as killing off Ianto.
Now as it happens I thought this series of Torchwood has fulfilled the promise that the first two offered but only delivered in parts. It was brilliant, in my humble opinion, even though I'm not sure I agreed with all the plot decisions. Its basic idea could only be done in a Sci-Fi show, an alien race offers you a choice of complete obliteration of your species or 10% of your children, what do you do?
Obviously you can do it in things like Sophie's Choice, but not on such a scale. I felt there were flaws in the story logic, such as 'if the aliens needed the children so badly, would they really wipe them all out with humanity?' and 'why didn't they just kidnap them?' but who cares, it worked for the story.
I'll tell you who cares, these idiotic fans care. They care so much that they unleashed a stream of vitriolic abuse on a writer who only did his job. Here's a question for them, if they care so much why don't they go write a perfect script for themselves?
Because they are morons.
You don't like someone's idea? Fine, don't watch/read/listen to it. I remember a comment from a Dr Who fan that Russell T Davies' version wasn't as good as 'old Dr Who', he'd somehow squandered an opportuity.
He completely missed the point that without RTD there wouldn't have been ANY new Dr Who! Nothing! Just a repeat of the old series ad nauseum.
It's these fans who are really ruining the programme, because of them no one will want to go anywhere near it & it will die a lonely, painful death.
In short, get a life!
James Moran, if you're reading this (unlikely) remember the last line from one of my favourite films, 'Jagged Edge', as spoken by Robert Loggia: "F*** 'em, they was trash!"
Word!
Wednesday 15 July 2009
I was thinking recently (it's good practice & I intend to keep it up) it was when the memorial 'concert' for Michael Jackson was on, on both BBC2 AND Five (Altho' Five had a 10 second delay on the BBC coverage, don't know why) and my mind went back to 1997 and Princess Diana's death.
It really was one of those events you had to be at to fully appreciate. Britain forgot itself and went mental! It reminded me of a lyric from an Evita song, 'Oh What a Circus': "We've all gone crazy, mourning all day and mourning all night, falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right". It seemed that only myself and the Queen were immune, not very often I'm in agreement with Her Maj., altho' I do like corgis.
A works colleague even asked me "You're not upset at all by Diana then, Badge?" And I felt like I was defending myself when I replied "Well I'm sorry 2 kids have lost their mother, but she never meant anything to me". And she didn't, not really. I felt more sorrow when Richard Pryor or Spike Milligan died, because they DID mean something to me.
So now to Michael Jackson, and I feel the same, only now I feel angry. Diana over-shadowed the death of Mother Theresa, who died not long after, and I didn't think it fair. How do we apportion grief? Why is it those who dedicate their lives to good works pass away unnoticed, while Saddam gets on You Tube?
Don't get me wrong, I'm sorry for his family, friends and even his fans, but when 500 people are reportedly holding a vigil at the O2, I worry. When it's the same week as 8 young soldiers die in Afghanistan, I despair.
Then something happened that re-affirmed my faith in humanity. The people of Wootton Bassett, a small town in Wiltshire thru which all the bodies of the dead pass from the nearby RAF base, came out in droves as they have done since almost the first soldiers were killed, stood quietly by the side of the road and paid their respects. They did this without any urging from any organisation or authority, and for no personal gain.
Forget patriotism, this is humanity at it's most basic and inspiring. If we fail to honour our dead, we do not deserve to continue as a species, nor would I wish to be part of a species that didn't.
Thank you Wotton Bassett, thank you very much.
It really was one of those events you had to be at to fully appreciate. Britain forgot itself and went mental! It reminded me of a lyric from an Evita song, 'Oh What a Circus': "We've all gone crazy, mourning all day and mourning all night, falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right". It seemed that only myself and the Queen were immune, not very often I'm in agreement with Her Maj., altho' I do like corgis.
A works colleague even asked me "You're not upset at all by Diana then, Badge?" And I felt like I was defending myself when I replied "Well I'm sorry 2 kids have lost their mother, but she never meant anything to me". And she didn't, not really. I felt more sorrow when Richard Pryor or Spike Milligan died, because they DID mean something to me.
So now to Michael Jackson, and I feel the same, only now I feel angry. Diana over-shadowed the death of Mother Theresa, who died not long after, and I didn't think it fair. How do we apportion grief? Why is it those who dedicate their lives to good works pass away unnoticed, while Saddam gets on You Tube?
Don't get me wrong, I'm sorry for his family, friends and even his fans, but when 500 people are reportedly holding a vigil at the O2, I worry. When it's the same week as 8 young soldiers die in Afghanistan, I despair.
Then something happened that re-affirmed my faith in humanity. The people of Wootton Bassett, a small town in Wiltshire thru which all the bodies of the dead pass from the nearby RAF base, came out in droves as they have done since almost the first soldiers were killed, stood quietly by the side of the road and paid their respects. They did this without any urging from any organisation or authority, and for no personal gain.
Forget patriotism, this is humanity at it's most basic and inspiring. If we fail to honour our dead, we do not deserve to continue as a species, nor would I wish to be part of a species that didn't.
Thank you Wotton Bassett, thank you very much.
Monday 22 June 2009
Went to the Swansea Film Festival first week of June and had a great time, meeting both new friends and old. Had a great lecture from J F Lawton who wrote Pretty Woman and was a really nice guy to boot, even managed to see a few films!
The weather was traditionally lovely for the event, and I spent many evenings sitting in Wind Street enjoying a wee dram with AJ, Alun, Sonia Dave and some new friends, Ahmad, Ruth & Keren.
The weather was traditionally lovely for the event, and I spent many evenings sitting in Wind Street enjoying a wee dram with AJ, Alun, Sonia Dave and some new friends, Ahmad, Ruth & Keren.
Friday 15 May 2009
May the Fourth be with you!
Hiya gang, and first of all a big 'shout out' to "Mr Logan" who just returned from his honeymoon. His name has been changed to protect the guilty. (You know who you are!)
So it's May already and things are both slow AND hectic. Been focusing mainly on theatre at the moment, but I want to get my ass in gear (How American!) and start getting some other stuff out that might actually bring in some money.
'Write' now (Geddit? How fuggin' witty am I?) even a Hallmark card commission would look good. Met John McGrath the Director of the National Theatre of Wales at a talk in the Sherman in Cardiff and what a nice guy he was, but more importantly, he said his focus was going to be on the writing and the writers, which seems obvious but so many forget that.
The theatre group I'm running with, Act Write, wants to take a break till Nov cos we have a shortage of writers & plays, but I'm worried if we do that, we won't get everyone back together again.
Ayways, off to London tomorrow to see Peer Gynt at the Barbican, then to see a friend of mine, Jodie Osterland in 'Seven Other Children' at the New End Theatre, Hampstead. She is one of the best actors I've ever seen, and if you need someone in your films, you can't get better outside of the top rank.
More soon, as I've made a New Spring Resolution to update my blog more often.
Cheery bye!
So it's May already and things are both slow AND hectic. Been focusing mainly on theatre at the moment, but I want to get my ass in gear (How American!) and start getting some other stuff out that might actually bring in some money.
'Write' now (Geddit? How fuggin' witty am I?) even a Hallmark card commission would look good. Met John McGrath the Director of the National Theatre of Wales at a talk in the Sherman in Cardiff and what a nice guy he was, but more importantly, he said his focus was going to be on the writing and the writers, which seems obvious but so many forget that.
The theatre group I'm running with, Act Write, wants to take a break till Nov cos we have a shortage of writers & plays, but I'm worried if we do that, we won't get everyone back together again.
Ayways, off to London tomorrow to see Peer Gynt at the Barbican, then to see a friend of mine, Jodie Osterland in 'Seven Other Children' at the New End Theatre, Hampstead. She is one of the best actors I've ever seen, and if you need someone in your films, you can't get better outside of the top rank.
More soon, as I've made a New Spring Resolution to update my blog more often.
Cheery bye!
Friday 13 February 2009
FEBRUARY IS THE CRUELLEST MONTH...
What a busy month this is, and I thought January was bad! I've got 3 London theatre trips to get thru, and I've also had 3 other trips cancelled last weekend cos of the snow. I was going to see Wales play Scotland in Edinburgh, had to cancel cos of another trip to Newbury for horse racing (A promise to a friend), which was then cancelled cos of the snow, and I had a trip to Bath the day before cancelled cos of, yes, you guessed it, the snow!
Next week I'm off to London for the 2nd theatre trip. Saw RSC's 'Dream' last time, this time it's Derek Jacobi in Twelfth Night. Not calling him 'Sir' as I don't believe in this Fascist nobility thang, maaaan!
Then end of Feb it's RSC again for Taming of the Shrew with that lovely Sue White off Green Wing. I lurve her, what the heck is she doing married to Jack 'Wimpy' Davenport anyways? Women are mysterious.....
In between that squeezed in Slumdog Millionaire, Frost/Nixon & Secret of Moonacre. Loved the first two, and to save you time, the secret is apparently that Ioan Gruffudd likes wearing knee-high boots.
Who'd'a' thunk it?
See you laterz!
Next week I'm off to London for the 2nd theatre trip. Saw RSC's 'Dream' last time, this time it's Derek Jacobi in Twelfth Night. Not calling him 'Sir' as I don't believe in this Fascist nobility thang, maaaan!
Then end of Feb it's RSC again for Taming of the Shrew with that lovely Sue White off Green Wing. I lurve her, what the heck is she doing married to Jack 'Wimpy' Davenport anyways? Women are mysterious.....
In between that squeezed in Slumdog Millionaire, Frost/Nixon & Secret of Moonacre. Loved the first two, and to save you time, the secret is apparently that Ioan Gruffudd likes wearing knee-high boots.
Who'd'a' thunk it?
See you laterz!
Wednesday 28 January 2009
A KICK UP THE A**
My home boy, Dave 'Razor Slash' Melkevik, has berated me for not updating my blog, but what HE doesn't realise is that I'm too busy leaving comments on HIS blog instead!
But it's a fair cop, although society IS to blame......
Basically, I'm writing 2 new short plays, entering another script in a contest in Bristol, and sending off a couple more. The Sherman was fun, but my entry lost. However, my good friends from Cardiff (including Mr Melk) assure me that it's simply a case of bringing enough friends to vote. That made me feel lots better!
Having said that, this means that I don't have enough friends to win........
Aww screw 'em! One day, when I'm a famous writer, the Sherman will beg me, that's right, BEG ME to let them put on one of my plays. Then I'll have the last laugh.......Ha, Harr, HAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
(Hmm, too much cough syrup I think)
But it's a fair cop, although society IS to blame......
Basically, I'm writing 2 new short plays, entering another script in a contest in Bristol, and sending off a couple more. The Sherman was fun, but my entry lost. However, my good friends from Cardiff (including Mr Melk) assure me that it's simply a case of bringing enough friends to vote. That made me feel lots better!
Having said that, this means that I don't have enough friends to win........
Aww screw 'em! One day, when I'm a famous writer, the Sherman will beg me, that's right, BEG ME to let them put on one of my plays. Then I'll have the last laugh.......Ha, Harr, HAAAARRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!
(Hmm, too much cough syrup I think)
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