So I’m no big Sony fan, but I did get a PS2 at the European launch oh so many years ago. The machine is still at home (actually think Turlough may have somehow got someone to swap the original for a slim, he’s that good) and it is still working (OK I think the original is). The flat here has a Wii and an XBox but there is a rumour of a PS2 redesign/price drop. If it does get to £50 I could be tempted to but one as there are some great games for it and you can pick them up for peanuts, not interested in a PS3 or XBox360 but a PS2 with some classics would be great.
There are so many places I could have heard this but not being plugged into the kids news I got it from The Register. A few weeks ago I was forced to watch the X-Factor and one of the contests was so obviously the lowest form of life and chav-tastic and she was cack and the to see this made my day. Not too surprising seriously young scum acts like scum?
We all love a drink, well the sensible ones of us but who’d have think that it was good for you after sport. Well I’m off to stock up on me ale and go for a twenty mile run, or maybe not think I’ll just do the beer bit.
I’m having a quiet weekend I think, all I have planned is NOFX on Sunday and a few drinks the same day with Shonagh and Alex for lunch. I’ll also go see Sicko and Death At A Funeral in the cinema. Actually Banksy has a new piece (been all over the news because he may have been caught doing it) and it’s around the corner from here (relatively) so I may pop up and get a few pics (not that it isn’t all over Flickr). There is a fireworks display in Victoria Park at the weekend as it is time to burn a Catholic in effigy:
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t’was his intent
To blow up King and Parliament.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England’s overthrow;
By God’s providence he was catch’d
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
The UK pretends to do Halloween, a Celtic tradition but that’s just so they get two chances to buy and sell fireworks. Hasn’t been too bad around here actually considering it is a shithole. May go along to see the Guy being burned but see who I can rustle up to come along.
Later days,
Halo.