World Cups are funny-looking thingys

So the FIFA World Cup 2006 is here. Yippee – one month of football, international football too. I know this is the month where the wives tend to forget their hubbies’ faces, but thanks to the magic of ZTV Sportnet, most of the country’s menfolk will be hard pressed to find an excuse to leave the cabin for those 9pm matches!

Return of the mac

I’ve tried. I’ve done the whole legitimate thing, I’ve tried nine-to-fiving, watching DVDs, being faithful, learning to cook, that whole decent thing. And it ain’t my style. So…I’m getting my dreadlocks back.

Sawdust, bar dancing, parties and Pudfeckers

Strange thing about some bars: you can go there one day with one party, and have a pretty ordinary time. Go there another time, with a different team of players, and have a really good laugh. It helps if the bar’s name is something as ridiculously weird as “Billy Fudpucker’s”, which is Elvish for “I don’t know what to call my pub, and Tiperrary’s is taken”.

Dog’s bollocks or just…bollocks?

So I’ve got a new look going as you’ve already seen. I like it, it’s got a kinda…rusty…feel to it that I find attractive. Of course, my opinions don’t mean shit so you, dear people, get to tell me what to do.

Simple, if you think the new is better than, say, the last, let me know. I value your opinions (to an extent) so, as the English say, is it the dog’s bollocks (good) or is it bollocks (bad)?