Dr Gone & Catch Ups
by Matt on Jan.06, 2010, under Blogs
And so we venture forth into a new month, a new year, a new decade, and a new blog entry, I know which I find most exciting.
The new year got off to a terrible start for me, it was one of the saddest days I can remember in a 
long time. I was practically crying and heart broken, I would never believe
that a new year could be so upsetting. It was David Tennants last ever Dr Who, when he looked to the camera and said those, what will be, immortal words ‘I don’t want to go’ a nation, neigh a planet, well in his case planets all swelled the atmospheres with the cries of don’t go, stay, we all want you to stay. But alas it was not to be, for then he had bright light and fire cascading from his trouser legs and sleeves (I would love a suit that did that) and he re-generated, into a charlatan, a pretender, someone who cannot fill his shoes, who will never make the role his own as David Tennant has. Maybe I should think about therapy for this obsession?
long time. I was practically crying and heart broken, I would never believe that a new year could be so upsetting. It was David Tennants last ever Dr Who, when he looked to the camera and said those, what will be, immortal words ‘I don’t want to go’ a nation, neigh a planet, well in his case planets all swelled the atmospheres with the cries of don’t go, stay, we all want you to stay. But alas it was not to be, for then he had bright light and fire cascading from his trouser legs and sleeves (I would love a suit that did that) and he re-generated, into a charlatan, a pretender, someone who cannot fill his shoes, who will never make the role his own as David Tennant has. Maybe I should think about therapy for this obsession?Back to the real world we come then (by way of the Tardis?). Last Wednesday I managed to catch up with a really good friend who I had not seen for ages, completely her fault of course as she neglected me and was a out of communication. So anyway we met up and first of all went to the
movies, which is always fun. After the movie we decided to go catch up so headed across the road to Tiger Tiger (that is not a typo, the place really is called Tiger twice). There we managed to get through a bottle of red wine whilst my friend gawped, swooned, and leached after a number of men, she so hates being single. But in my opinion (which of course I gave her) she cannot be happy with a man until she is happy with herself and she needs to be patient. Either that or shag every man that moves and hope that the laws of probability chuck one that will last. At lease that avenue is fun and will save her a fortune in batteries. My apologies in advance to her mum 
movies, which is always fun. After the movie we decided to go catch up so headed across the road to Tiger Tiger (that is not a typo, the place really is called Tiger twice). There we managed to get through a bottle of red wine whilst my friend gawped, swooned, and leached after a number of men, she so hates being single. But in my opinion (which of course I gave her) she cannot be happy with a man until she is happy with herself and she needs to be patient. Either that or shag every man that moves and hope that the laws of probability chuck one that will last. At lease that avenue is fun and will save her a fortune in batteries. My apologies in advance to her mum Last Thursday was as I am sure even the dimmest of you (you know who you are) will know was New Years Eve, that Little P was working in the daytime so I used the time to take the Rat for a little walk, well a rather long one. I had this idea that I would walk up the canal, he likes that walk, then round Victoria Park to the fish and chip shop (they do the very best ones I have tasted, well apart from the place in Bideford, they do the best I have ever tasted) so I walked, leaving a trail of saliva as I imagined my tasty feast at the end. Milo was excited too as I had promised him some fish and a couple of chips so he was bouncing along with the joys of a an obese teenager in McDonalds. So we both relished the walk and enjoyed the crisp weather knowing that there was light at the end of the tunnel. I also had to go get a few bits from a Supermarket (how I loath the places) afterwards so was dreading that but new the fish and chips would fortify me. When we got there the Rat howled and pulled and almost fell with disappointment, I fell and thumped the ground screaming in desperation, the fucking place was closed. How dare they, do they not know how much we had looked forward to that. So I met my best friend at canary Wharf and he looked after the Rat whilst I ventured into Waitrose (other supermarkets are available though are also inferior) and with my mood as it was set about trying to get a few bits in-between cursing and swearing at the twats that kept using their trolleys as if they were battering rams on a Viking rampage.
I am afraid there are no stories of debauchery, decadence and messy instances from New Years Eve as P, the Rat, our best friend and I stayed in to celebrate it quietly. Three things prompted this, the freezing arctic like conditions, the fact that Rat Boy hates and is scared of the fireworks and the fact that P had been working all day so was a tad tired!
Saturday I was at the salon. Which as you know I totally enjoy. I was putting together a Newsletter last week, which I thoroughly enjoyed, I am just awaiting to be sent articles and then it can go live, I will be doing one each month, if anyone wants to go on the distribution list just let me know.
Sunday a old friend (in both senses of the word) came round to see us, in fact I think I have mentioned him recently, the ginger Canadian one, poor unfortunate chap, I do feel for him. Any way he was two hours late (I will amend, I don’t feel that much that I won’t bitch about the tardiness which I find inconsiderate and rude, and especially from someone who is ginger) and then said ooohhh lets go to Blue water, because everyone knows how much I love wandering round a shopping mall full of chavs in their Primark clothes and getting pushed by the crowds of unwashed. So into the bean can on wheels if his we got and off he set, at a speed that left not so much a trail of dust but more a trail of traffic behind him. I had said on several occasions, and quite loudly that I am sure it would be closed by the time we got there (sometime the next day with the speed he was going). Did he heed my words, did he think why is all the traffic going the opposite way, why of course not he is ginger. We get there, hazard a guess as to what we encountered? It was closed, as I had predicted, so we had to pedal all the way home again in his Flintstones car, to pick up P, who had by this time got home, bathed, dressed, done his hair, written a book or two! We then headed to the O2 centre to have dinner, which was jolly nice I have to say as we went to a Chinese buffet that is really nice.
Yesterday after work I went to the movies with a good friend so that was good, although the movie wasn’t! This evening P and I are out for a drink with a tranny, I am determined not to drink though as really need to have a few days detox.
And did you hear the New Years eve BOOM!!!!!???? It was amazingly bouncy and groovy funky chair dancing cool. Although why Chuckles the Frisbee has started to do it on a Wednesday I am yet to ascertain, I know he is American but I was sure that he could tell which day was which, though he could have his vision clouded by the trauma of David Tennant leaving Dr Who. Anyways whatever BOOM! is still on top form and well worth subscribing to, what have you got to lose, nothing as its free, what have you got to gain, a fabulous sound experience.
And of course we cannot have a entry without mentioning T. Well we could but then I would get terrible ear ache and nagged halfway to death. So its a big hello to T and her zoo of untrained, uncouth, badly behaved zoo, which seems to be ever growing.
Until next week I will pine for you, have a lovely week. But please do not mention the snow, I am sick and tired of hearing about it.
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January 6th, 2010 on 4:28 pm
hahaha…funny man!
Ok…first….BOOM! was on Wednesday because here in America, Christmas and New Year Day fell on Friday. Those are my days off. So I went with Wednesday so everyone could enjoy BOOM! the day before the actual holiday. See how that worked?? There was planning and scheduling and I think a pie chart involved with the Wednesday broadcasts. We Americans revere our holidays. Too bad you Brits don’t.
Second…get over David Tennant already!! I seriously thought he was the WORST Dr. Who. All of that screaming and running in every episode got all the way up to my 93rd nerve. It’s like his teeth didn’t fit either. I couldn’t stop staring at how mismatched they were. I’m glad he’s gone. Let’s get on with the next Dr. Who. I know of no one here in the states that is sad he’s going.
And the rest of your blog I skimmed over because it’s always about food or a movie with no name. You just went to go see a “movie”. Nice. WHAT MOVIE??
I think I covered everything. Until your next blog!! You know…you can always feel free to make comments on mine since you never do. It’s always about you. You you YOU! haha Love you man!!
~chuck is out the door!