Blah.

Well, there is something called the City Showcase in London each year. The closing date to send CDs of yourself is the 31st. I have known about this for months. Do I have anything half-decent to send? Do I fairycakes.

So instead:


Something I have that none of you do: An electro-acoustic guitar that needs tuning.

One CD I own that I think none of you do: The Very Best of Jason Donovan. Yes Chuckles, that is a contradiction in terms. See also: The Cult of Ant & Dec, which is likely still hanging around my house like an evil smell. Actually I could probably get something for that on eBay now, if only cos they're the nation's darlings since they stopped trying to fuckin sing.

One Book I own that I think none of you do: The Mystery of the Blue Tomatoes by Jennie Hawthorne and signed by the author to Katie. I've never read it, but it was given to my mam (Katie) by the author when she was a kid. See also: Songs for While I'm Away by Philip Lynott.

One Movie I own that I think none of you do: Dive Bomber, starring Errol Flynn. There's also other stuff hanging around that I've just never bothered getting rid of. I think I even owned More American Graffiti at one point, although I never watched it, given that the first one made me want to pull my arms off for some entertainment.

One Place I've been that none of you have: Luton. You're missing anything either. See also: Gateshead, Sunderland, Felling.

One Technological Toy that none of you have: One of these.

Now that's done, I'm off to wash up, tidy up, wash my hair and then maybe I'll manage to force myself into DOING SOMETHING WITH MY LIFE

Blah.

Well, there is something called the City Showcase in London each year. The closing date to send CDs of yourself is the 31st. I have known about this for months. Do I have anything half-decent to send? Do I fairycakes.

So instead:


Something I have that none of you do: An electro-acoustic guitar that needs tuning.

One CD I own that I think none of you do: The Very Best of Jason Donovan. Yes Chuckles, that is a contradiction in terms. See also: The Cult of Ant & Dec, which is likely still hanging around my house like an evil smell. Actually I could probably get something for that on eBay now, if only cos they're the nation's darlings since they stopped trying to fuckin sing.

One Book I own that I think none of you do: The Mystery of the Blue Tomatoes by Jennie Hawthorne and signed by the author to Katie. I've never read it, but it was given to my mam (Katie) by the author when she was a kid. See also: Songs for While I'm Away by Philip Lynott.

One Movie I own that I think none of you do: Dive Bomber, starring Errol Flynn. There's also other stuff hanging around that I've just never bothered getting rid of. I think I even owned More American Graffiti at one point, although I never watched it, given that the first one made me want to pull my arms off for some entertainment.

One Place I've been that none of you have: Luton. You're missing anything either. See also: Gateshead, Sunderland, Felling.

One Technological Toy that none of you have: One of these.

Now that's done, I'm off to wash up, tidy up, wash my hair and then maybe I'll manage to force myself into DOING SOMETHING WITH MY LIFE