Gonna veg out with a few vodkas on the sofa and watch Arnold Swartzanegger save the world from the devil in "End of Days". May be a bit crap, but it is something to watch.

I could watch Bram Stokers Dracula again, but am not in the mood for watching a romantic film.

Watched it at Christmas and it nearly mad me blub. But in my defence I was drunk.

Have a good evening.

No wait a minute!

Let me explain.

Went to my daughters school fete this afternoon. The theme of this events was pirates, which basically meant that all the people (mostly women) working the various stalls had pirate headscarfs on. Oh how imaginative. Anyway, back to the title.

Now if I was a woman with large boobs, I would obviously be aware of this fact. Well I would not be able to miss them really. And if I was said woman, and I had volunteered to work on one of the tombola stands for an afternoon I would think to myself "Hmmm, gonna be spending an afternoon bending forward handing a box of tickets to short little kids. What shall I wear?"

I would probably not think a low cut top that showed off my impressive cleavage was a good idea.

Or maybe I would.

Well whatever, this woman certainly brightend a few bored dads afternoons.

Ahem.

Someone has just driven an car into the terminal of Glasgow airport - the car then burst into flames.

Oh fuck.

We once again live in interesting times.

Oh look, it must be the weekend because I have started to shed friends.

Yes, on logging on just now I was dismayed to see the the number of friends on this blog was down by two.

FUCK!

I know kers last post was a bit ominous, but why burn everything AGAIN and go?

A break maybe would have been better.

oh sod it.

I'm gonna play my guitar.