Bruno

Tonight, I sobbed!
I sobbed more than I have since my heart got broken for the first time. I sobbed more tonight, than I did in 2005! Tonight was a night, it had so many highs but one of the most depressing lows of all times, and if back during 2005 someone had told me I wouldn't sob that much until 2009, I would have sobbed my heart out ten times more!

This weekend, I lost a good friend. A loyal, funny kind of guy. A charming, adorable, loving kind of guy. The kind of guy who makes a rainy day seem ok. The kind of guy who makes a quiet night in the pub, an unwasted night. The kind of guy who is just happy to exist!

This guy, random as it is to say, it is a dog! But he was more than that and will always represent more than that. When I found out the devastating news yesterday, after phoning his mum and dad, I phoned my best friend. She's always been a dog person (I have not), maybe that is what makes this the more profound, he was the dog who made me like dogs. He (I should use his name, no matter how much it hurts), Bruno, was that dog, the dog! The only dog. The gentle giant, the kind, considerate, understanding fellow, who made the complexities in life seem so juvenile,

I first met Bruno in 2004 at a birthday party. I was weary, he was a rottweiler, I was a simple human, his jaws could rip me limb to limb, my simple jaws could talk the ass off a donkey! I soon met him on a one to one level, when I went to work in his pub and he made me fall in love with dogs. Bruno made me want to own my own dog. He was calm and accepting and moody, don't get me wrong, he could strop his arse off but it was all apart of his character but most of all, he was respectful and loving, kind and considerate, entertaining, protective and amazing! He was Bruno and only Bruno, he was nothing more or less but he was perfect, beautiful and oh so loving!

I haven't fully accepted that Bruno has departed from this world. I guess tomorrow night when I enter work and he never barks for me to let him upstairs, maybe it'll settle in, Maybe when I forget for a second and I ask if he needs to go out or maybe when I tell the customers to not feed the dog, no matter how hungry he makes himself look, it'll truly sink in, who knows?! I guess time will tell. I've been crying for over two hours now, I'm not sure if these are tears for Bruno or just tears because I can?! I'm pretty sure they are all for him (which is more random than you'll ever know, as 5 years ago, I'd never believe anything could make me feel this miserable) but Bruno wasn't just anything, he was a good friend. And right now all my thoughts are directed at Lianne and Tom and for the loss of their good friend, child even.
Bruno is and always will be the reason I like dogs. He will always hold a little doggy space in my heart, as he made me realise that dogs are more than pets. I finally get that dogs are friends, companions and members of the family. And Bruno was all of those things to myself (as well as to others) and more. Bruno, you'll be missed more than you'll ever know! x

Melinda Gordon

I've been watching 'Ghost Whisperer' for a while now, "yeah I watch really bad American TV, so what?!".

But, Melinda tells at least 2-3 people every episode about her "ability". Seeing how people gossip, surely now that we're in the 5th series most of the town know about her ability. People gossip loads, especially in small towns. Everyone should know about it, and she runs a small shop in town, there should be loads of finger pointing and hushed whispers but apparently not. People still seem genuinely surprised when she tells them. Even though, she spends hours talking to herself in the main square, in plain view of everyone.

Or is there a small clause with her helping them, that they then have to leave the town and never mention it to anyone ever again?

Or is it like 'Murder She Wrote', where they all know she's the kiss of death, but still feel a desire to be her friend!

Dorothy Parker

A new favourite quote: “If you want to see what God thinks of money, just look at all the people He gave it to”.

Arctic Charm

Nick Grimshaw was right, this is a charming little video!

Lookalikes

I've finally worked out what it is that Natalie Portman reminds me of.
Don't get me wrong, I think she is stunning. She doesn't feature in my list (it's very small, only has three people on it) of girls I'd go gay for but, she's striking and a bloody good actress to boot!

But...





Might explain why I like Meerkats and also, why I like Natalie Portman?!

Colin

I forgot to blog about this film a while ago. I had seen about it online ages ago and finally had the chance to watch it. I originally had it on my Lovefilm list, which is possibly the longest list to ever have existed but got the chance to watch it on Tv and I wasn't disappointed!

I watched it with two lovely ladies, one of whom isn't a big horror fan, well that is an understatement, she fucking hates them! And one who appreciates a good scare and none of us were let down!

It's budget! More budget than ever before, it cost £45 to make, as everyone offered their time and the editing/production was done in the directors spare time but none of that detracts from the fact that it's good!
I'm not going to spoil it, just watch it. It's so good! Trailer below, in case you haven't seen it.



Got tickled by this yesterday:
My boss was talking to my other boss on the phone about a band yesterday and described them as "That band who wear feathers in their hair",
He looked at me and said "Pippa, what are they called, you know, they wear feathers?",
"I've no idea, what do they sing?"
"Oh, they sing those happy, dance songs, oh they supported The Heads last year in Manchester",
"Oh, MGMT".
Of all the way to describe MGMT, this is the last thing I'd think of. Hence my being tickled!
Although, this is the guy who calls all bands recording in the studio "My Left Foot", he might be a genius but I didn't say that!

Watchmen

Finally watched Watchmen, no I haven't read the graphic novel but yes I love a superhero based anything!

I got a little excited about it when it came out, but not excited enough to get off my arse and travel to the cinema to pay £7 to see it (although let's be fair, with snacks too - it would have cost a good £15 - remember I'm a fat girl in a thin girls body).
Anyhow, I finally saw it. The Chicken had purchased it and I finally got to view the masterpiece. In the similar light to other graphic novels turned films (Sin City being a prime example), it has the charming cartoon-esque quality to a T. I am smitten!

I guess if I'd bothered to get off my arse and read the book, I'd have more to say on the actual adaptation, alas I do not! So I will say, I enjoyed it, thought it was well executed and no, I didn't think it was too long, not by a milestone, especially as I assume the alternative would have been to 'two part' it and that would have been shit!


In other news, I finally have to accept that sleep is required and I should not party on painkillers, apparently my behaviour was interesting at our dinner party on Sunday night ("Sunday" I hear you cry, well it is the new black!), maybe even on par with the "evening of wall licking", which is saying something and is still the reason why I do not drink Tuaca!
But this all sucks, as it was the three parties last weekend that made me ill in the first place but I'm still not sure how singing The Boss and G'n'R until 4.30am makes a 'lost voice' turn in to a 'throat infection' which then develops in to 'vertigo' which then transforms to 'ickly throat and strange cough' that sounds like a dogs bark!!!
Although last Friday I did sound very much as though Chewbacca* and Darth Vadar had a kid and that was kind of cool, if not really irritating, as we all know how much I enjoy talking!

Oh and talking of Star Wars, I'm loving how ITV are playing all 6 films in chronological order according to the storyline, it's rather charming. Thankfully we're now on the ones I grew up with, it's like being 7 again, although I don't have my brothers pretending to be Jedi's and trying to constantly kill me.

P.S. Chewbacca isn't in Blogger' automatic spellcheck - shocking!

Positively loving this song!

Diamonds of blood

I finally watched Blood Diamond last night, oh my god, if I wanted to see such destruction and devastation I'd watch the news.
I'm also thinking that the characters Danny and Solomon are lucky that the children's gun training was so bad, otherwise they'd have been killed much earlier in the film.
It's good, if you like: mass death, destruction, lots of explosions, South African accents and running. If not, then I'd leave it be.

Scarefest

This looks pretty bloody great!!!

Let the scaring commence...

Mind The Gap

Apparently Gap is using the greetings "Happy Whateveryouwannukah" this year.
Personally, loving it!

Sorry, how do I know you?

I had an uninteresting blog written, celebrating my 200th entry but alas, the world of Facebook has offered something that has distracted me and makes me want to write.

I went to school in a town, it's not a small town but a lot of the people in it are small minded. A good percentage of them went to school because it beat hanging around the park and also, so they could meet loose members of the opposite sex and get laid. Sounds great, well it was!
In typical fashion, the 'cool kids' weren't cool at all. They were generally unintelligent and resorted to their fists or gobs to get places. Don't get me wrong, I knew some of them and they were nice, it's just they had no real aspirations to go anywhere or do anything. I didn't have many aspirations but at least I was aware that the world outside of the town and the county existed, yeah I guess I'm a snob.

Now at heart, most of the people in my year at school were nice. I mean, most people are nice at heart but some were ignorant and it was the ignorance that made school hard at times. I have known who I was from quite an early age, I knew why I did things and what I thought about a lot of things, I guess I knew most of this stuff by the age of leaving primary school. I'm not saying I haven't changed, I have but my basic foundations, are the same. I've adapted at times but never truly changed the core. A lot of the kids in my year didn't like this fact, well in fact, they just didn't like me.

I loved going to school and learning. I wasn't a great pupil, I was pig-headed, stubborn, occasionally insolent and a chatter box but I did enjoy those particular classes and tried to show the level of respect to those teachers (although I failed numerous times. Some of which still haunt me). But I hated a lot of the kids in my year. They generally made my life a misery. I'd never let them know this but they did, I guess this is where I got my ability to ignore people and carry on as though it's not effecting me, 'best not to let them know they've got to me' attitude.

I'm friends with people from school, I don't even think about whether I went to school with these people (a lot of them I lost contact with and then gained a friendship some years later), they are my friends. When I meet people whom I attended school with, I see them as the individuals that they are. Some are lovely people and others 'aren't for me'. We haven't seen each other in over 10 years, there should be a lot of change, if not, at least some. But this still doesn't mean I want to actively go and meet them?! I spotted on Facebook earlier today an invite to a school reunion. Could you imagine doing anything worse?! Personally, I can not.

I instantly emailed my best friend (who also attended this school, with the following comment):
Could you imagine the chats: "oh your single and without children, how do you wake up every morning?",
"late in the morning, mildly hung-over with an extremely attractive man, sore from a great night of 'fun times', with lots of money in my bank and the freedom to do as I please, when I please. How do you cope with a ugly, over weight unfaithful partner and horrid children who suck your energy and money from you?"

Don't get me wrong, I've friends with children and I love them and that lifestyle is perfect for them and one day, it'll be perfect for me but right now, I don't see why I'd subject myself to possibly feel as I did during my teen years and have people try and get me to justify my lifestyle decisions.
It's bad enough that I constantly get 'friend requests' from people whom I haven't spoken to for over 10 years, let alone being in a room with all of them.

Singles Karma Sutra

Something for us singles out there to enjoy!

Disturbing, very wrong and very funny!

Geeky Fact

My friends on facebook can skip this entry, which means no one will then read it, oh well?!

According to the director of this advert, it took more firework explosives to create this advert, than were used in the making of Saving Private Ryan!!!



And on that note, the marketing crew of Bravia are very talented people, every one of their adverts is beautifully executed!
I wasn't going to embed this advert but it still blows my mind. They were only allowed one attempt to film this advert and once again, magnificent!

Target Women

I think Sarah Haskins great, she says exactly what we are all thinking!
Here are a few videos for your pleasure...


Online Dating


Disney Princesses


Chick Flicks


Hot Chicks


Contraptions

Shake Weight

Wait until about 28 seconds in!!!

Hallos eve

It's Halloween tomorrow!!! I'm a fan of dressing up. I got a little peed off with doing so for a year or two but I'm back in to loving it now! I've been failing with organisation but always seem to be able to pull last minute outfits off.

In the past at Halloween I've been:
A zombie Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz,
an 80's prom attendee,
Half man/half woman,
Wonder Woman,
one of the Fame kids,
Amy Winehouse,
and a slitted throat corpse.


I saw this great set of costumes recently online. It wasn't these photos but another, which was done a little better. Anyhow, I thought it would be pretty easy to do. Although being covered head to toe in black is appealing, walking around with a board on my back, isn't so much. I think I'm now going to attend as an American geek/nerd. I just need some braces and a pocket protector!
Photos will follow.

Tip Toes

As of January 1st, I will no longer be a permanent member of 'the pub across town's' work force! I moved over there with Lianne, Tom and Bruno in August 2007 and have worked there at least 2 days a week since.
I told Tom and Lianne on Wednesday night that I was leaving, I couldn't contain my tears. I've been seeing these guys every week for over 2 years, and as of January 1st, it'll be a lot less. It's a sad thing but not the end, I'll help out occasionally and they are my friends, so will be making trips to hang out. It will be weird though, I've been pulling pints for 9 years. The most I've had out of doing so is 6 months. I bet I'll get itchy to be behind the bar soon enough, hence my helping out occasionally, to keep my pint pulling blood flowing.
Although now I'll get some more me time, which is exciting. As much as I love working and hanging out there, the idea of sleeping and socialising more, is extremely appealing. Might start properly living my life.

I've been thinking, I had my palm read a while back, I wrote about it on here. She told me that I'd already met the bloke I was going to be spend the rest of my life with. If so, who the hell is it? That is one scary thought!

Humphrey was sent this on the book and it looks so godly awful and yet so good!
I'm surprised that I've not seen anything about it until now.

Film title misread

I thought I just saw a film called 'Bad Tenant'. Doesn't it sounds awful?
I might write it and prove to myself how bad it would be!