This week I have mostly been listening to:
Andrew, my little brother (not so little anymore), gave me the dubious honor of being his best man. After much debate we whittled down the options to; A weekend in Prague, an off-road rally session followed by a night on the ale or paintballing followed by a night on the ale. The logistics of organizing a trip to Prague was far too complicated so we scratched that idea. My brother was rooting for the off-road rallying, but as he does not hold a driving license and has no sense of direction I thought paintballing was the safest option. Plus we had the added bonus of being able to shoot Andrew repeatedly and watch him cry like a little girl.
The big day arrived on Saturday 06/05/06. Although Andrew is the biggest wimp in the county Andrew fought back the tears and smiled throughout the day. Although his face did drop when I showed him what he would be wearing; a full length red sequined dress and blonde plaits. Unfortunately the dress would not fit over his combat fatigues so he wore it in the evening instead, after some gentle persuasion. He slipped into it in the toilets of the Bullingdon Arms on the Cowley road in Oxford, and I must say he looked very fetching. I will put some pictures on my site as soon as I get a chance. Despite being extremely reticent to get dressed up, he was glad of the female attention he received and I think he may well have found his ‘look’.
After several rounds of drinks in the Bully we headed up the road to the indian restaurant Aziz. The meal was great although one of our party, Stuart, felt aggrieved at the cost of the popadoms and made his feelings abundantly clear. Which got us a refund and Stuart banned. After the Indian the drinking and merriment continued unabated.
I saw the Mighty Boosh live on stage in Oxford, last weekend. Much hilarity ensued. It’s not every day that you see a man sodomised by a seven foot tall rabbit live on stage. Coming at you like a bag of cocks, genius.
I have just finished reading the Douglas Coupland book; Generation X. Written back in 1990 it captures the mood of the time and the generation that it spawned perfectly. I have made a page featuring the Generation X dictionary, check it out at:
Generation X Dictionary