MNTKOT*

I can remember the first time I heard it, in the Clyde Bar in Helensburgh. Raw, explosive, vitriolic and, to my 17yr old ears, a spitting hammer blow through my music collection. I bought the CD that weekend and as soon as I got home, rushed up to my room, closed the door (I’m not THAT rebellious), put it in the stereo and turned it up loud. Thumping bass notes, screeching guitar and THAT refrain. FUCK YOU, I WON’T DO WHAT YOU TELL ME!! As a track it still has enough raw energy and youthful (misguided) attitude to remain an anthem to many an angsty, angry, acne-ridden youth, and through the “power of the internet” it’s now the Christmas number …

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Dilbert does it again (again)

(What are the odds? If he smashes the nail on the head again tomorrow I WON’T post it here, I promise) I really don’t know how Scott Adams manages to tap into these things, or is the software industry REALLY that similar the world over? As the discussion of what we call ourselves, how much we should earn, what we do, why and what we need to justify, and why few seem to really GET what we can offer to a company (but that last one is kinda our fault), continues to rage across two mailing lists, this seems timely: (click for bigger)

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Swampy 2006

Bloody hell, I WON ONE! You are now reading, OFFICIALLY, the Best Manly Blog of last year! Go me! According to Timbo: “He’s a man, which is a good start. He’s Scottish, and as we all know all Scottish people are tough and therefore manly. He knows lots of technical things about Interweb thingy stuff and probably trucks and tanks. He runs, which is something only men are really any good at. See, very manly.”

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Stopcock

OK. Enough. This is boring the crap outta me now. Must be boring you. But JESUS, who knew the human body could be so damn productive. Man-size Kleenex are just about doing their job, and I’ve gone through a box in less than 24 hours and STILL IT WON’T STOP!!! I’m seriously just considering letting my nose run. I mean I can wash it off later, my clothes can be washed and I’m sure Louise … ahh.. yeah, she might mind. I’ll be back after the weekend when, hopefully, I’ll have done more than watch movies, read books and blow my goddam nose every two fucking minutes. Although I will say this. Have you seen the Jimmy Stewart movie “Mr …

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Weekender

Well done Coco. Well done Scotland (hey we WON the second half 19 – 8!). Ohh and there was that article in the newspaper (scroll down a bit for that). Aside from that it was a fairly quiet weekend. Saturday saw me multi-tasking like a woman; finishing off some work, dealing with stroppy clients on the phone (kidding!), and getting the house into some sort of order as we had friends over on Saturday night. I enjoyed a stroll to the shop on Sunday morning, glorious it was, very cold but the sun was blazing and there wasn’t a cloud in sight. Headed through to Dumbarton to pick up my father-in-laws birthday present which will get shipped out to Spain …

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Myth?

Well I know where I WON’T be going for a holiday any time soon, and they can put their Olympics where the sun don’t shine.. (OK, OK, France didn’t deserve to win. There. I said it).

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Guilty

New Road Tax Rules (via Blue Witch). If you are a driver, you know about this already. I wasn’t going to comment on it but it makes my blood boil and it’s my site and you can’t stop me and… ohh hang on I don’t need to revert to school ground antics, do I? Essentially the new rules state: “If you don’t tax your vehicle on time, you will receive a penalty of up to £80. And if you continue to drive without a valid tax disc, you could be fined a minimum of £1,000.” The DVLA will use it’s computers to check up on you, and if they don’t have notification that you’ve purchased a new tax disc when …

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