Thursday, March 8, 2007

To title or not to title... title, I guess

I'm going to try something a little different tonight and post before 11 pm. And also there may not be an image tonight, if I can't be bothered finding one. We shall see at the end of this passage.

Theoretically, I should be watching Dead Ringers around now but, noooooo, it's been delayed for Crufts. The dog show. I don't have anything against Crufts as such (though I watched it for five minutes and all the presenters annoyed the hell out of me) but both the RadioTimes website and the TV listings on the paper said Crufts would last an hour, be done by nine and I could watch Dead Ringers by 9:30.

Okay, doesn't look like I'll be managing that “before 11” goal. I really ought to try writing some of these things in one sitting. Aaaand I've just noticed there's blood on my keyboard. Be right back. Okay, I'm back. Ever sneezed right after having a bleeding nose? Not pleasant.

I can't really see this post getting too philosophical or deep, so back to my earlier rant. Why can't TV channels just keep to certain schedules? It's not something that happens a lot but it really ticks me off when a show I want to watch isn't shown or is moved in preference to something else, usually a sport.

The more I think about this, the less reasonable it really sounds. I don't want to go off the deep end on this and I'm not saying TV channels should show things just when I want them to be shown, I'm saying they should show them when they say they're going to show them.

This is one of the disadvantages of taking so long to write these things. Rage subsides and I lose my thread. Still, it pisses me off, like so many other little things.

I really don't know where I'm going with this so I'll just wrap it up, spell check it and declare today's mini-challenge a failure.

[Minichallenge.exe has caused an error and is really annoying]

But first, I leave you with a few deeply profound thoughts, both expressed rather crudely, but not by me. There was a fight between two guys, neither of whom I really have a huge deal of sympathy for, though I'm not going to get into that, and someone pointed out that it's generally the stupid people who fight. Sam summed it up (as I said, crudely, but effectively): “When retards fight, nobody wins”.

Also, would just like to add, my Virtual Boy is now working. I put in the new game I got from eBay, turned it on and it hummed away nicely, displaying beautiful mid-90s, pseudo-3d, red and black graphics. Funnily enough, once I did that, it worked with the old game cartridge. Funny how that happens.

Another also, waiting for Dead Ringers to come on now, several minutes after its newly arranged time, according to Sky+ and someone's reading out important headlines about Louis Walsh being dropped from the next series of the X Factor (I don't have time to hyphonate, or whatever.)
The announcer just said it was better late than never and did apologise. I feel a little better. This must be what live-blogging feels like. I have to go watch scathing political satire. See you tomorrow.

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