Buggery, drunks and King Kong

My arms hurt like buggery. On Saturday I went over to my mate's house and he decided to buy a game for his eye-toy (just to clarify this for everybody, a web-cam type thingy sits on top of your TV and captures your motions and the game on the TV responds to these motions.) So we were playing boxing in which, if you are successful, involves four fights and three bonus rounds, lasting a total of around 15 minutes. So this means bobbing, weaving and hitting mid-air for a quarter of an hour non-stop. Needless to say we sweated like mo-fo's, and in true homo-erotic style we took our tops off, said "Fucking hell, I'm fucking knackered" quite a bit and rejuvenated ourselves by drinking beer.

The rest of the evening passed off quite quietly. A few more mates came round, including Mike whom has just got back from Australia after a year and a bit. We went to see some local bands play in the Brickyard, a very 'intimate' venue (must hold about 220 tops). The highlight being one guy who was so drunk decided to shut his eyes for the rest of the night and dance like, "A coma victim that has been forced to stand up and zapped with a cattle prod."

A sly pint yesterday first thing, helped my day get going. The rest of the day was spent watching TV, trying to avoid religious programmes like the black death and gnerally being lazy. So as a family we decided to sit down and watch King Kong (me Dad's pirate copy - Arrrghhhh Ha Harrrgghhhh!) It was alright, filled in three hours and also provided ' An Easter's Pointing Out of the Bloody Obvious Award Candidate." Whilst watching some humans run between the legs of Brontarsaurus', who in turn were being chased by Velociraptor's (evil bastarads from Jurassic Park), me Mam pipes up, "It's a bit far-fetched isn't it?" Well, no shit Mam, what do you expect from a film that's named after the leading character, a 25 foot tall ape! Christ...

So that leads me to today. Bacon butties in approximately 90 minutes will be followed by a walk down to Brunton Park, followed by me having a few pints and watching the mighty Blues take on the very first football team in the world - Notts County. A win would put us on the brink of automatic promotion, but I want the title. Anyway, if you don't check the BBC website for results I'll let you know how we get on here. Up the Blues.