Monthly Archives: June 2006

The Wet T-Shirt World Cup

Rumour has it that currently there are groups of 22 men kicking balls around for 90 minutes in Germany every couple of hours in a bid to win some “soccer” cup that isn’t even shaped like a cup. Forget about that. Go visit the far more enjoyable Wet T-Shirt World Cup. Boy those Spanish and French girls can dance. Sexy! Tags: World Cup, t-shirt, girls, soccer, football

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To Di(rol) For

Dear Dirol-chewing-gum-toothpaste-breath-people, I can’t for like to complain about Tea, and I can’t for like to complain about “Shoomering Reflective Body Lotion” (shoo, sounds like it can be from the Star Trek – maybe for invisibillness), but I can for like to complain about the chewing gum, because your chewies is the chewies I choose. What the blerrie hell must I do with that big cardboard and plestik holder for the gums? In the old …

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Mojo is simply in the Mind

Things are looking up. Initially I thought I was a nerd. As it turns out, that was a pretty accurate assumption. However, be that as it may, I came to a realisation last Thursday: A group of girls walks past Shaun on a packed dance floor at HiFlyerz. Suddenly the leader of the group stops. Usually this would be due to the place being too crowded to even inhale deeply, but no, there’s another reason… …

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06/06/06 – The Day Google Killed Microsoft Office

Google teased us yesterday with the threat of an imminent web-based spreadsheet offering. I decided I couldn’t wait for an invite, so I found the right url to use and logged in. Yay! It’s pretty cool. Once again, Google have managed to impress with their web-based offerings. While far from perfect, this tool is just what is needed for the majority of average spreadsheet users (I’m one of them). One thing that did irk me …

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Such a Nerd

I’m such a nerd. Smoothness just don’t live here no more. Lately I seem to lack the ability to simply communicate with the female form. exemple gratia: Pretty-girl-in-club: Hi, I like your jacket. Me: Thank you! END What the fuck? Where was the: Pretty-girl-in-club: Hi, I like your jacket. Me: Thanks, I may use clothes to make me look good but I’m pretty sure you’re beautiful all the time. Pretty-girl-in-club: (smiles) … continued conversation … …

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