Chris Evans on Radio 2 has been asking this question, so in a blatant act of plagiarism I am asking the very same thing… Pajamas or no pajamas?
I realise it’s pretty freakin’ cold at the moment so you’d think everyone would be wrapping up, but it appears from his show that everyone is still braving the sexier/colder option.
I have to admit I am a boxers or pj bottoms man. So what about the rest of the universe… Pajamas or no pajamas? Leave me a note in my scantily clad comment creator.
I love Lego. It brings back many happy memories of a budding creative Ryan as a child building away into the wee small hours.
So to celebrate this momentous occasion I thought I would share the absolutely unbelievably good Michel Gondry music video for the White Stripes song Fell in Love With a Girl, enjoy…
Oh and contrary to what Jack White might have you believe in videos like this, there is absolutely no CGI* … it is all pure lego and childlike genius of my hero Michel Gondry.
Just so you know, me and the gf are going away for a dirty weekend in the Wales… where my darling mother will be doing most of the cooking and cleaning, and I will be doing most of the eating and making things dirty. So I won’t be posting again until Monday… I know, what the hell are you going to do without me.
So onto business. Last night there was this documentary thing on the radio about bands reforming, like Rage against the machine and The Pixies, which is good news. But there are also other bands reforming that really grind my gears…
Okay, so a message to Queen… having a guy called Paul Rogers singing karaoke with the other two members of Queen is NOT Queen. The same goes for INXS.
The Jam are also reforming sans Paul Weller, who only had a small part to play in the band… namely writing every single song and singing it and playing lead guitar. What the hell are they going to do drum and bass their way through songs that they had no part in writing.
Can a band can still call itself the old band name without the original lineup. Do you think Queen will ever be Queen without Freddie Mercury coming back from the dead?
Also, there have been a few other things on my mind this week. These should keep you busy while I’m away soaking up the sun in the land of Wales…
If you dream there is this frog and it’s wearing a crown and a cape and it’s your job to try and keep him alive, but he keeps on turning grey and nearly dying… What the hell does that mean?
Can anyone recommend any good new films at the cinema or on DVD. I have been thinking about going to watch 300 as I am a massive fan of Frank Miller. Has anyone seen it? and more importantly is it rubbish?
And finally… What the hell is wrong with my car?
If you can answer any of these I will be very grateful… have a good weekend
Today I wish to discuss the weird and wonderful world of the record breaker. I am personally a huge fan of the contestants on the competitive eating arena. I think you are not a real man unless you can shove 53 hot dogs down your throat in 12 minutes, like this guy Takeru Kobayashi… what a hero.
There is also this kid who can do 10,000 push-ups. I don’t think I have a chance at that record… unless the record is reduced to 2 push-ups because I reckon I could only just squeeze out 3 after some intensive training.
I was also reading about this guy who was a college student and he stayed awake for 11 days straight… i guess he really needed some money or something (do you get paid for breaking a record? Maybe you get Guinness… now there’s an incentive). What an insane thing to do… staying awake… why?
I think I would go for the sleeping record. After jet setting back from New York I managed to put away 18 hours of sleep… and I forced myself to get up. I don’t know what the record for sleeping is… I wonder if that guy who stayed awake for 11 days is currently my competition for the sleeping record. You’d think after 11 sleepless days you would sleep like a bear. I need to research this further.
So… which world record would you set?
Answers in the comments box my ambitious little babies
Quote of the Day Ryan: (looking at himself topless in the mirror while brushing teeth) Wow! Look at these muscles… aren’t they are like Brad Pitt’s in Fight Club Girlfriend: (disgusted look) NO!
I am not speaking of the awful garage DJ’s on Radio 1, nor am I speaking of that really bad TV show. Today I want to play psychiatrist and learn about what has been going on in your innermost thoughts.
I find dreams amazing. How these stories your brain musters up can really terrify you, or make you really, really happy. I have been procrastinating keeping a dream journal for a long time, so until I do, I’m just going to tell you about this morning’s dream.
So I woke up this morning to the sound of my alarm, I was thinking ‘oh I’d best get up or I’ll be rushing like usual’ but then I drifted back off. I started dreaming that I had gotten out of bed and started getting ready for work. So I showered and got dressed and went downstairs to make breakfast. My housemate was down there and he asked me “Do you fancy a drink?” to which I replied “I wouldn‘t mind a glass of water” and he said “No, I mean a proper drink. I’ve got wine or beer or vodka… I’m thinking of having a couple of tequilas if you fancy it”. I was thinking It’s a bit early to be drinking… but the I remember thinking ‘well if you’re having one, then I might’. But then I woke up, half expecting to go downstairs to see my housemate lining up the shot glasses.
I want you to tell me about any weird dreams you have had.
Has anyone ever had any dreams that have come true? Or premonitions… or do most of your dreams consist of sleeping with Mr T. Let me know in my incredibly sexual comments box below.
p.s. Congratulations to Fern on giving birth to future heartbreaker Declan. Hopefully all this talk of dreams will help you sleep. Read the rest of this entry »
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