Kill me now. Big Bother is back.

My God has Channel 4 no shame.  Twice a year they unleash Big Brother, once a years it the british public, and thats how went in last night.  DONT FOR A SECOND even consider thinking I like this pill of brain cell killing, bull****.  Becasue I dont.  It a wast of my TV licence and it’s made for people with no life ambisson to go no TV and try to get famus.  Let face it doesn’t work.

I would love to know where channel 4 gets this brain dead morons, that way I can kill them all.  I’m shure channel 4 only put this morons on TV to piss me off. 

There is one advantage, its an hour when I revise or work on my (very lacking) computer skills.

Rest of the bank Holiday

Sunday
Sunday morning was spend recoving form an other hangover, then traveling back to bangor.  Everyone had aggeed to meet for lunch but it end up just 4 us meeting as everyone was either to tired our just wanted to chill out at there houses.  After the lunch in bangor Lynsey and myself had to get the dog for one more day and then back home.  The lunch was a massive meal but true to form with a killer hangover i eat all round me.I did manage a beer on sunday night at about 10′ish.

Monday
Monday was a nonday. I didn’t do anything as my body was trying to get over the weekend’s bozzing and I think my lever was on strick. I drank lots of coffee, didn’t eat much due to the munchies the day before, but is freezing all day.
But i had a fantastic nights sleep on Sunday being back in my own bed.

Saturday

Morning after the night before

After have more then too much drink on Friday night and some Guitar Hero and Hero 2 gaming (thanks to Tash). Everyone is up by about 10, 10.30 and bacon butties are on the go (I’ve been told to make them after the last weekend away). Everyone is talking about going into Newcastle for a few hours to pass the time plus nearly everyone need more booze.

Really we all wanted some really grassy food to kill the hangovers that no one was admitting to having.  So a few of us deside to drive and everyone get in to newcastle. 

Newcastle is a very small tourist town with about 5 desent size video arcades, a few chippies and a few pubs in it, so not really much to do in it.  We start to look at the chippies and some said that they wanted to sit down and eat.  Then some said they had hard of a really good bar that does top pub grup.  So we set off to find to bar, turns out it was in the grounds of the Slieve Donard hotel in Newcastle.  Don’t think that they girl new that at the time so all 16 of use file in and get a table.  I ordered the usual Burger and chips.  Everyone eats and we level to find charcole for the barbeque and more bacon for sunday morning.  we get everything we need and head back to the cottages.

THAT NIGHT
It was decide that there would be a barbeque on Staturday night, so the decided that they would do the barbeque because it manly cooking.  The barbeque arrives and it gas. Not that theres anything wrong with a gas barbeque, we really appreaciaed the owners getting it for us to uses. But we start to take the mike out of it, with such things as “It the fisher price of barbequing”, “its trying to be a real barbeque look at its name Mr Barbeque”, and the running joke for the rest of weekend “Its a gay barbeque”.  This joke ran in to the food as well with things like “shalots are just gay onions”.

It get a bit blurary at this point as drink was flowing, that was a can of wipped cream at one stage and I fell on the floor laughing, thats about it.  I do remember that everyone was in bed by about 2ish.  We had beeen drinking from about 4 that afternoon.

Firday

Well its Monday of a bank Holiday.  Me weekend began on Firday as I had the day off to go cottages in the Mourne Mountians.  So I’d booked in for a Turkish shave, it was the daddy of shaves, took about 25-30 minutes had a slit through razor used, hot touls, the works it was the daddy of shaves.

Off to Asda I go to get enough beer for the weekend.  Lynsey is at home making a killer Lasana for everyone to enjoy when we get there.  We leave the god at one of Lynsey friends house and it now about 3.30 and I recond it would take about 2 hours as its a bank holiday.

Everything was going fine until about 5 miles outside of Newcastle Co. Down, when we needed directions.  We where told to follow the signs for a village called Bryansford and the cottages where there.  No problem how hard can it be?  Very hard. The car windows steamed up and I missed the turning, ended up in Castlewellon. Not to bad only 5 minutes in the other direcetion so we go back the way we came and take the turning.

Throught the Village but no sign of the cottages and we don’t have the name of them with us either.  Again a quit phone call to get more directions, we are told to look for a T-junction but the only one was just before the village so again we go back and turn left at it, 20 minute down this road and no cottages and no network coverage on the phones. we finally get some network coverage and more directions this time from one of Lynsey’s friends who drove.  We have to go back on our selfs for the forth time and we finally see the sign for the Tory Bush Cottages, but didn’t see the bit that said 350 yards.  About 5 minute up the road we get call “Where are you” again “Lost” so yet another U-turn and back down the road to the cottages that I though was a farmers house.  By this stage when Lynsey was looking at me by deafult I was saying “sorry” again.  Anyway we get there un pack the car, food in the kitchen, beer in hand and a G&T for Lynseys, the party begins.

DOG SITTING

One of Lynsey’s friends ask us to dog sit for her sister.  Lynsey loving dog and liking dog myself we aggreed.  Thats fine no problem there.

So we get the dog last night, its a Tabetin Terrior. Its small, nervious and in no way trained at all.  The later became clear this afternoon.  I’m jumping the story.

It was realy quite last night checking out every conrner, nooke and crany.  That was until about 9.30 when it puked on the window cill.  Naturally I have to clean it as Lyn’s wont touch it.  Then we take to the end of the street for a quick walk. While putting on my boots my sock starts to get damp, odd I thought then i realize what it is. You got it I’m not happy but its nervious and these things happen. While walking this mut we both start to realize that this dog is nuts and not in a good way.  It must of smelt a cat as it bolted in the other direcetion to it. 

We decied to let it sleep in the kitchen with a puppy mat so it doesn’t piss on the floor.  The mut starts to scrach and kick the door, I let it out and then put it into is cage and the dogs not happy.  It scrached and tried to open all night.

I let it out this moring for a pee and what ever.  8.45 time to run to work dog in the house, fire gard with support to block the stars and way I go.  I go home for lunch the little bitch (it a girl dog) has pulled down the gard and is upstairs.  I call her down but se doesn’t move, I go to investage and the mut has peed on the bed, a while douve cover has a nice need yellow stain, the dog goes out the back the douve cover in the washing maching and douve is no going the drycleans to get clean.  Before I came back to work I but the dog in its cage.

This is not one of our better ideas, but some good has come out of it. When we get a dog and our getting a dog its going to a big dog, a manly size dog, boxer or routwhiler, not a bloody ankle eater.

not usually my style of game

Normaly I play F.P.S style games, see someone, fire off a fee shots and the drop down.  I also like Street Fighter (but what geeks doesn’t) and need for speed range, thats pritty much it.  OR so I thought.

About a year ago when Bytey and Andrea were over getting very very drunk with my and lyn’s, Bytey introduced me to Gutior Hero.  I was a bit reluctant to play it, after playing the PS2 eye games and really finding them shit to be honist.  But Bytey really want the gutior controler and he bough the box set inculding the game.  So in true geek style we get back to mine down a few beers and start to rock out on it. 

Turns out its an amazing game and i had to get the gutior contorller for myself.  Fast forward about 6 months and we got to a joint birthday weekend in Dundrum (near Newcastle Co. Down)  a few beers and a couple of us start to play and its really good fun.

This weekend is another joint birthday thing again and one of Lyn’s friends has got both gutior hero and hero2 with the controller.  Luckly she also has a PS2 and both games are on that format, so it looks like another beer drinking Gutior Hero rocking weekend.

I’ve been getting in some practice and I totaly love the game.

Thanks to Bytey I now want to be a rock god.  But I cant sing so I dont think that will ever happen

Keeps you up all night and helps you get you jetlag over

This is probably on the best uses of scientific reseach ever.

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2007/05/22/hamster_jet_lag/

Computer Games

Maybe it just me, but are computer games developers paying less and less attention to PC games and more the the XBOX 360, PS3 and Wii???

Why do I ask i hear you all cry.  Its simple, for the last two years or so there is has been no real kick ass PC games. 

Granted Quake 4 had a fantastic plot, graphics and kick as evil guys to kill, and then there was Republic commando, loved that game and of course the latest in the HIT MAN saga. But that about it.

Even the local Game shop has droped off on its PC selection of game.  At one stage it had nearly the whole shop deadicated to the PC games now it only has a third of a wall, the rest is split between the 360, Wii, ps2 and PS3 with again a third of wall deadicated to the DS.

I think the reason for this is simple, with a console the graphic software is customized to get the best performance with what the console has.  But with the PC if you want console still graphics you’ve got to spend at least £150 on a decient graphics card and they keep changing the specs for the game to run at best quality.

Lets look at a bit of console history.  In the 80’s and earily 90’s there where very few console, Nintendo, Sega, Jaguar and Neo Geo.  The later two not meany people could aford and they disappear. But Nintendo and Sega Battled it out and eventualy both sega and Nintendo bout droped out the console market but Nintendo stayed in the hand held market thanks to the Playboy. 

PC games started well and as technology incressed so did the games.  mid 90’s see the console renasons with PlayStation, XBOX, PS2 etc.  In the 2000’s we start to see more and more people move to console gaming which brings me back to the start.

Will game developers get tired of the console market and start to trough more into PC game again.  Sadly I think not.  They will develop games in tandom, but I think the console will ultimatly win is one.

yet another day

Its Thursday morning and I’m work early, not to do work but because my bike’s battary is dead,
I’m going to have to sort it out, but as the weather is totally crap for the next few days its not really on my list of priorities.

Resently I have been think more and more about why I stop programming (not that i was much good at it anyway) and I have come to the conculsion that when at uni (and sober enought to try) I would have tried to work on programms becuse they where set as course work, the same was for pascal at tech. But sadly after leave uni I felt that I didn’t have any reason to do this. Yes I have bought all sorts of books on different languages, including web bassed languages but I have never really gotten into them

I guess that I have always thought that my code would be messy or like in uni get hacket, so I havn’t borthard, unit about a week ago. Don’t ask my way but for some reason I have had the same thing rattling around in my head, and I have had bits of code to match it. The problem that has been in my head is that of solving a prime number.
Now I not likely to every want to solve a prime number equation, I dont work with numbers, and generally I tend not to use them unless it is to work out the milage for the month. So why have this going around my head???

Answers on a post cards to…..

I’m skinny look at me. Where are you dont turn profile

OK last night I was watching the telly with Lynsey and on comes the F-word (channel 4). It a cookery program with a difference, and we both watch it for different reasons. Lynsey fancies Gordan Ramsey (the host) and I like see what they are cooking and watching him loss the rag on a bunch of novices

Anyway two members of Girls Aloude are on the show, now I can’t strees enough how much i heat them, 5 girls with little to no tallent, came from a talent show on itv, all buying into the must look like a skeliton to be faimous. So Gordan asks the how said some things about them. The Gordy one starts to slag of people for having a normal size body. Normal being over size 10.

She slags off Lilly Alan, to be honist Lilly Alan is cute and has a natural look and is by no means over weight, plus she has more talent the Girls Aloud could every dream of having.

Let me let they rest the weman in the world in on a secerate MEN LIKE CURVES.