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Recipe for disaster

Take one Apple Powerbook 15", one half drunk buttle of red wine ( Gallo's Ruby Cabernet preferred), lazily arrange items around the floor,  kick (or throw) bottle of red wine over powerbook.

Watch in frustrated horror as wine seeps gently into keyboard seeking out that all important motherboard.

Panic, punch walls, cry etc until you are very sure everything is still working.

enjoy!

and so the award...

for the rock star least likely to end up in the priory...but has...goes to Tom Chaplin of Keane. Yes, the same man you confused with Aled Jones when you first saw him, has gone all 'proper rock' and got himself a drug habit to match. Pete you have too much to answer for! 

You gotta love...

The Kooks. Despite being about 12, they have recorded a rather wonderful debut album which happens to be on the shared itunes-super-network now happening in the office. Whats more, they have a track on there that is *actually* titled 'Jackie big tits'. Beat that, the strokes!.

mmmm muller.

I've become strangely obsessed with Muller rice. It's quite odd, I'd  seen these things in the shops for years and always thought 'nah, that looks utterly disgusting' but the other day in a hurried quest for a strawberry yoghurt ( I think I might be  pregnant ) I accidenttly purchased one, arrived at the office and was naturally very pissed off. Fully intending to chuck the whole thing away, I thought I may as well have a taste. The rest, dear readers, is history...

Colskee's podcast v2: ep2

A special low-tech 'soundseeing' tour. No music this time, just the usual crap cutting edge commentary. Go on, treat yourself!

Listen to Colskees_podcast_v2__ep2.mp3

You know you're in London when...

...there is a burnt out shell of a car in the office car park.

Above the law

Some tw@t of a cyclist had the  sheer nerve to stick two fingers up at me on the way in to work this morning. Why?. Because I (atop the vespa obv) stopped slightly over the designated cycle lane path as said cyclist was attempting to tour-de-france through the red lights. Now I could be wrong, but I'm sure Red means STOP and also includes those dumb enough to brave London traffic wearing nothing but lycra and oakley shades for protection. Gah, makes me mad I tell you!

Don't mess with the Dan!

You gotta read Steely Dan's open letter to Luke Wilson.

Wha'gwan?

Anybody watching ITV's Love Island. I'm Not. Well, not really,  but I did happen to catch last night's show, due to the quite-effective teaser trailer which featured Paul Danan  hurling expletives at Sophie Anderton. Might be fun I thought. Anyway, last night's show featured a 'special guest' who turned out to be none other than  ex-boyband member Abs from Five. Now, I can't confess to being Five's biggest fan, but I clearly remember them being five white males with vaguely London-esque accents.

For anyone who missed the show last night, I have some shocking news:

ABS IS NOW BLACK!. Yep, like the geordie woman who woke up with a Jamacian accent, Abs now sounds 'blacker' than my dad (who is *actually* Guyanese ) and has all the gestures and 'shit' to match. I'm a bit jealous actually, having been accused of sounding 'white' on my podcast, it may be time to phone up Abs and get some much-needed elocution advice.

ya get me!?!

and so the awards...

... for the three best spam names this week go to:

Encarnacio Negron (purveyor of the finest knock off rolexes)
Flutura Montemurro (selling the previously unheard of miracle pill VljlAGRA)
and finally,
Shulamit Mcdougald ( it's scottish, it's kind of indian it sells VALIjlUM)

Keep 'em coming, I'm just dying to give you my credit card details!