‘Tis But A Scratch!

If you like Monty Python, you might get a kick out of this T-shirt at Threadless.

[Oh, if you decide you want to buy anything from the site, I’d really appreciate it if you do it through the above link so that I get a little credit for having referred you to it. Pretty please with sugar (no artificial sweeteners) on top?]

[By the way, I only endorse any online shop if I’ve already used it myself, in case anyone’s about to accuse me of selling out or whatever.]

Addendum: OH MY GOD KILLER BUNNY SLIPPERS!

Dispensable

Me: Aaargh, while trying to redesign my blog I don’t have any time to update it.
Alec: I could update it in your place! “Hi! I hate everything! This band sucks squid semen!”
Me: ……
Alec: No one would know it wasn’t you.

Just A Minute From My Last Day

I did want to keep the travel entries going chronologically, but as Russ was driving me to the airport on my last day, we listened to Just A Minute in the car.

And if I wait till the last day’s journal entry to write about that, you’ll all miss the opportunity to hear Paul Merton talk on Sudoku for 59 seconds without the slightest idea what it is. Get there before a new show replaces it on Monday night!

We Interrupt Your Normal Programming For This Advertising Broadcast

Django’s is doing free overseas shipping for all new items from now till 16 June – a pretty damn good deal for anyone who, like me, is unwilling to pay 40 Singapore dollars (or over 15 pounds in England) for most of the albums I want.

If you do end up buying something from them (they also sell vinyls and DVDs), I’d really appreciate it if you could enter my email address – ineffableme(at)rockfan(dot)com – as your referrer when you sign up. I’ve had 36 largely problem-free transactions with them since 2000 (2 small mistakes were REALLY well dealt with) so I’m not pimping them just to get referral credits, I do actually think they’re a reliable affordable source of music for anyone who normally has to pay high import prices for the music/movies they like.

Caramon The Copycat

Plagiarism disgusts me. Therefore, caramonyeo disgusts me. If he disgusts you too, please feel to drop by his site and let him know what a loser he is. (Link found via Tomorrow.)

His response to comments which pointed out that he had plagiarised sarongpartygirl?

“I am surprised that its indeed similar, however its not the same.. thanks for pointing it out.. cheers..”

Newsflash, copycat: it doesn’t have to be the same to be plagiarism. Google it yourself to find out more. After all, you seem quite good at trawling the Net for content.

I was also amused by his “About Me” description:

“Well, to know more about me is like reading a book.”

Yeah, like reading a book…written by someone else!

Addendum: Just in case copycatyeo decides to delete the comment I made on his blog, I shall reproduce it here. In the past I’ve been quite sad to lose the comments I left on Xiaxue’s blog which she decided to delete (and ban me as well), and I’d rather like to keep this one.

Caramon: Your flaccid response disgusts me, as it should any blogger, Singaporean or otherwise, who actually takes the trouble to apply their mind to writing their own posts. It will obviously take years for you to bed a local girl if she fears that the minute she opens her legs you will Ctrl-C her chee bye and Ctrl-V it on your blog.

It’s quite easy to give credit to people whose writing you admire, you know? There’s this thing people use on the Internet, it’s called “linking”. Perhaps you’ve heard of it?

You’ve been caught good and proper. At least be man enough to admit it and apologize.

Meeting In Meatspace

I must admit I don’t actually read the blogs of most of the people who were at Hideout last night, but it was nice to see them all getting along so happily anyway. mrbrown explains how it all happened here, complete with trippy facewarped photos.

Apart from reproaching Daryl for playing Gigantic with insufficiently huge bass (contrary to what he tempted me with previously), congratulating mrbrown on having his third baby on the way, telling Mr Miyagi that rather than appearing sick to his stomach he merely exuded “quiet confidence”, chatting briefly with 2 sarongpartyfrens, and being reassured by Little Miss Drinkalot that over the years, one does actually manage to re-adjust to being in Singapore and not London, I mostly sat shyly to one side with Alec and listened to the choons. Which were not as much to my taste as the last time (I prefer my house darker, colder and scarier – “haunted house”, if you will), and I had to leave just as he started playing some indie, but I still look forward to future sets by DJ Slapdash. Do a hip-hop one, Daryl!

And to the few people I did manage to chat with, albeit awkwardly and plagued by my old bad habit of not making eye contact, it was a pleasure meeting you.

One, Two, Three, Four…

…I declare Kitten War!

If there’s a kitten cuter than Squee in the universe, I fear I may not survive seeing it.

Addendum: a slightly odd conversation I had with Alec last night.

Me: At this Kitten War site there’s a kitten that’s shooooooo cute! It’s called Squee! There’s another kitten called Sox that’s cute too but there’s something special about Squee that I really like.
Alec, eyes half glazed over: So, is Squee a black kitten?
Me, surprised: Yes! How’d you guess that?
Alec: Well, in all these contests, you always like the black one.

[To put things in context, here are some recent reality TV favourites of mine: Fantasia, LaToya, Jennifer, George (LOVED all of them in American Idol 3), Uchenna and Joyce (Amazing Race), first Anwar and then Vonzell after Anwar got boring (American Idol 4).]

Amen, Double-Up A! Men!

If laughter really is the best medicine, I’ll be poxless tomorrow. Baby Got Back goes Christian in this hilarious music video, Baby Got Book.

All together now: Ladies! (yeah!) Ladies! (yeah!) Do you wanna save people from Hades?

And The Winner Is…

…Rene, who wrote a really sweet sincere email about what this blog has given her over the years. I loved all the jokes everyone contributed, really I did, but in the end, being told that my blog actually meant something to somebody, and had done for several years, was what gave me the biggest and happiest smile. Sappy but true.

[Original post and competition rules]

So congratulations Rene, and thank you so much to everyone else who gave it a shot. I’m pretty happy with how this competition turned out, so I might try it again in the future if an appropriate giveaway object presents itself.

Till next time, let me leave you with a story:

This guy walks into a pub and half his head is a big orange. He asks for a pint of lager. The bartender says “Excuse me, I couldn’t help noticing, but half your head appears to be a big orange.”

“Yeah, had that for a while now,” the guy says.

So the bartender says “How did that happen, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“I was in this old junk shop,” the guy explains, “and I found a lamp. I gave it a rub, and this genie appeared! He offered me the standard three wishes, so for my first wish, I asked for every woman I’d ever meet to fall madly in love with me. The genie waved his genie hands around and suddenly every woman was looking at me with sparkling eyes. For my second wish, I asked for a wallet with a million quid in it, which would never be lost or destroyed, and which would replenish itself whenever I spent any money. And my wish was granted.”

“And the third?” the bartender prompted, leaning forward eagerly.

“And for my third wish,” the guy said, “I said I wanted half my head to be a big orange.”