Saturday, 29 March 2008
Wednesday, 19 March 2008
Sorry, I have been really crap on the ole blog of late...no real excuses, just feels as if my brain has turned into a wheezing moribund bit of roadkill. Keep checking though, one day soon I will write something so inspired it will blow your socks off and people will quote it for years to come, causing 'Biche' to go down in history as an adjective for 'something really ace'
Tuesday, 11 March 2008
Thursday, 6 March 2008
*Well, in a rather large nutshell, but I don't want to ruin the book for people who haven't read it and really really should.
Wednesday, 5 March 2008
Quite how anyone who works at MSN has a boyfriend is beyond me, either that or they are so paranoid about it that they have decided to write an article which will deem anyone who follows it to a life of desperate singledom, and thus make the flirting pool a bit smaller.
Below are their fabulous tips, followed by my own interpretation of their supposed 'signs'**
Your date says your name more than usual.Maybe your date says your first and last name, like, “So, Michael Stevens, you up for a night cap after dinner?” Or maybe your date says just your first name three times, like “Kirsty, Kirsty, Kirsty.” Either way, it can be a sign that your date feels so much chemistry, he or she can’t help but connect with your closest possession: your name.
Monday, 3 March 2008
The actual news story is quite boring.. a giant Blackpool illumination of John Lennon as a pie has been bought by 'Official City of Culture 2008' Liverpool.
Sunday, 2 March 2008
I am once again merrily submerged in the world of Miami Ink (much to the annoyance of the Flatmate who does not see the interest or irony in such things) and it reminded me of this ludicrous website.
I think I initially dismissed it as a hoax, but apparently this is not so; I only wish I hadn't been so cynical as there used to be an amazing gallery of this guy's work, which is now scaled back to a few select pics.
Yes ladies and gentlemen, I am talking about Tattoos 4 Toddlers, a company which specialises in PERMANENT (well, ten years) tattoos for ummm... redneck hicks. Well, the kids of redneck hicks.
It's Sunday night, I'm tired, and I trust anyone who reads this site will be clever enough to draw their own conclusions about why tattooing a two year old might not be the best idea in the world, so I will spare you all an 'stating the bleeding obvious' rant on the matter. Instead just conjour up (if you can be bothered...there is quite good telly on now) an image of the Biche frowning at her laptop and going 'Gah! Gnnnnr! Duh!' in an exasperated fashion, and consider the below quote from some 'happy customers':
"My daughter Emily always enjoyed looking at my tattoos. Once my wife Julie and I found out about Tattoos 4 Toddlers we were excited about getting Emily her first tattoo. We felt it was no different than getting her ear's pierced and with only a few more tears."
Yeah, that's Emily in the photo btw... she's had the ear piercings and the tattoo, now all she needs is a kiddie bra and thong for her third birthday and she can go join Mommy at the Pussy Lounge Gentlemen's Club. ("She's so excited about earning back all the dollar Julie lost when her figure went after she gave birth!")
Poor brat, I think her face says it all..
Ha, and completely unrelated fact from le tele.. JFK refused to wear a hat as his hair was his trademark, and he was so influential that he caused a massive drop in hat sales in the USA. So whenever he came to campaign in a town there would always be some poor milliner desperately trying to force a hat upon him to perk up flagging sales!