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Finally! Someone does an impression of a British-Chinese person without resorting to sticky tape or yellow-face make-up. On the other hand….
Getting Londoners groping…
Dec 16
Never mind Get The Tube Talking, how about Touch Up The Tube?
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Maybe I will get the tube in tomorrow…
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They say that you only need to repeat things three times for it to be funny. This is aptly demonstrated by a YouTube video (via b3ta) which has compiled every single instance of a character in Doctor Who saying “What are you doing here?”. Over the last 30 years or so. They say that you only need to repeat things three times for it to be funny.
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For the first couple of minutes, it’s not really that funny, but then there are so many instances of it that it just wins you over by sheer repetition and then you’re just silently guffawing away. They say that you only need to repeat things three times for it to be funny.
So far, my most embarassing desk-work moments have involved:
- merrily miming along to a superlative Pet Shop Boys track called I’m In Love With A Married Man.
- shrieking like a girl when I played a video that unexpectedly turned into one of those scary jumpy videos.
But fortunately, I’ve not yet been caught looking at things I shouldn’t have, quite like this:
Video placement paid for by ChannelBee
Tell us what you think…
May 14
I remember overhearing a great Mitchell & Webb sketch lampooning the way in which media companies now desperately solicit comments and feedback on almost everything. In a roundabout way via Jem Stone’s blog and Broadcast, here is the text transcription I shall be pasting onto all pages!
“Are you personally affected by this issue ? Then e-mail us. Or if you’re not affected, can you imagine what it would be like if you were ? Or if you
were affected by it but don’t want to talk about it can you imagine what it would be like not being affected by it ? Why not email us ? You may not know anything about the issue, but i bet you reckon something. So why not tell us what you reckon. Let us enjoy the full majesty of your uninformed ad hoc reckoning, by going to bbc.co.uk…clicking on “what i reckon” and beating on the keyboard with your fists and your head.”
Of course, it’d be nice if people actually responded to comments instead of deploying the old management-speak of “I hear what you’re saying…”
Oh I hate 14 Feb
Feb 14
If only because it’s third (only to birthdays and Christmas) for fake sentimental emails from companies and shops trying to get you to buy lovey-dovey goods and pretending to be your friend by wishing you a happy Valentines Day.
I mean… the whole point of it is that it’s meant to be a heartfelt thing between you and the person that you love. Not an e-shop that you once put your email address down for. Grrrr.
For more anti-Valentine rants, check out the brilliant Charlie Brooker, the anti-Valentine cards or previous semi-rants about Valentines Day.
And I’ll leave you with this entirely unrelated comic that came from the superlative Secret Asian Man:
The perils of dining out
Nov 9
A couple of nights ago, I decided to pop along to the North West Friends Dinner Group, a small meeting group just started up and dedicated towards good dinners.
So we met at the City Cafe, part of the City Inn in Manchester, recently raved by Manchester Confidential with a few entertaining stories about the volatility of the chef.
Waiting to get into the City Cafe, the person in front of me (a distinguished older gent) greeted the maître d’ with the immortal words:
“I don’t want to eat. I just walked by and just wanted to tell you that you are gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous.”
He then shook the hand of the understandably stunned maître d’ (imagine an older David Platt) and then walked off.
Gradually, a gang of about seven people assembled for dinner and conversation as we all got to know each other. Then the food arrived. It was lovely and tasted fine, but why are the portions so tiny ?! The little haddock-on-bread I took a picture of cost £10. No side dishes – I had to order extra. There’s barely enough there to do more than taste and sniff at the food.
Or am I just a greedy sod? Is this the portion I should expect to get in a posh hotel restaurant?
Work recently asked me to send in a photo of me for their files. Alas, I meekly did a wacky pose against a wall, when what I should have done was done a screengrab from a randomized face at monoface. Over 7000 combinations of photographs of eyes, hair, nose and mouth combined to create some strikingly ridiculous faces!
