Dom's Rambles

Part of Down & Out in Sheffield & Lincoln

Monday, August 31, 2009

 

Ooh me poor head!

A splendid time was had by all at last night's Lazers Revisited do - even if I did get rather humiliatingly bounced right at the end following a blazing row with a thieving, emaciated, titless, smack addict cunt of an ex girlfriend! Not too many pics because I was too busy having a good time and catching up with people I hadn't seen for years. There are some more pictures on the Facebook event page.

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Friday, August 21, 2009

 

Another Example Of Dom's Infantile Sense Of Humour.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

 

This Is Absolutely, Totally & Utterly, Stunning!

What he say:

You simply have to watch this to believe that a bit of sand could be turned into art of such emotional depth.
I am simply left speechless by the performance artistry of this young Ukranian woman.

In case anyone is wondering, the piece is a representation of the German invasion of the Ukraine in 1941.


Tuesday, August 18, 2009

 

"Science ponders 'zombie attack'"

I'm still not convinced that this is for real. It seems that researchers in Canada (presumably publicly funded ones) have concluded that an attack by zombies would "...lead to the collapse of civilisation unless dealt with quickly and aggressively."
Professor Robert Smith? (the question mark is part of his surname and not a typographical mistake) and colleagues wrote: "We model a zombie attack using biological assumptions based on popular zombie movies. We introduce a basic model for zombie infection and illustrate the outcome with numerical solutions."
On his university web page, the mathematics professor at Ottawa University says the question mark distinguishes him from Robert Smith, lead singer of rock band The Cure.
I'm more of the opinion that the question mark distinguishes him from someone who isn't a pretentious twat who makes a bloody good living spunking taxpayers money up the wall.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

 

Car Porn.

This is my dream car, and one of the first items on the shopping list should my numbers come up on the National Lottery, the 1971 Mach 1 Ford Mustang. Sex on four wheels!
Blogging has been light to none existent of late as I'm trying my hardest to finish D&OiS&L by the 29th of this month and also trying to get back down to my pulling weight by cycling 15 miles a day and working out for an hour every night (this is paying real dividends as I now have an impressive looking three pack rather than my previous beer gut, I can fit into a pair of 30" waist jeans, which I haven't been able to do since I quit smoking in 2001 and I actually have muscle definition for the first time in my life!).
And speaking of the final two chapters of D&OiS&L, which are, even more so that the rest of it, essentially a catharsis, I paid a brief visit to Sugarcubes nightclub (formerly Lazers) last night and was able to take a piss in the trough (as opposed to barricading myself in the cubicle) for the first time since the 7th December 1991 - so it must be working!


Saturday, August 08, 2009

 

There's Nowt So Queer As Folk.

At 00:44AM today someone in Leeds came across the site by doing a Yahoo search on the term 'boy girl school shag spunk naked bedroom parents'.
What a weirdo!

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