Dalliance
Holy christ, I'm going to the Theatre for the first time in, what...years? I vaguely remember seeing something with my Dad at the local and before that some god-awful rendition of Midsummer's Night Dream, where the "high point" of its comedy outpoint was, apparantly, a fat woman dressed up as a donkey (and really, remembering her now, she'd needn't have bothered with so much make-up. Or indeed, fake-hair.) and a pasty-faced man affixed, Bostik advert-like, to a piece of coloured cardboard. He was, I was reliably informed afterwards, a wall. Method acting at its best.
...where was I? I got lost on a tangent there. Hmmm...
...Dylan Moran!!! Yes, for it is he. He'll be entertaining us this Thursday, my tickets are booked, and I am primed. Barring something awful happening like being hit by a bus on the way or bumping into Des O'connor (or, worse still, being run over by Des while he's driving the bus), it's going to be fucking fantastic. Whoaaa!
Right. Need to...go home, after I've bought more stuff I don't need (Lady Vengeance is high on list after watching a preview clip of it last night), then eat sausage and cheese sandwich while listening to Radio 1's Big Weekend. And then scream deliriously at the TV for ninety minutes as over-paid men kick about a pig's bladder. Cup-Final fun fun! Gerrard to Rio-Coker, pre-match:
"I'll Break Your Face!!!"
Fingers crossed for that one, anyway.
Speaking of Radio 1, go listen to Muse's new single, Super-Massive Black Hole. Then go listen to some Britney Spears. Then weep, because they sound *exactly* the same. Grrr.
Also, I am an Italics Whore
Keep well all,
AT :)
...where was I? I got lost on a tangent there. Hmmm...
...Dylan Moran!!! Yes, for it is he. He'll be entertaining us this Thursday, my tickets are booked, and I am primed. Barring something awful happening like being hit by a bus on the way or bumping into Des O'connor (or, worse still, being run over by Des while he's driving the bus), it's going to be fucking fantastic. Whoaaa!
Right. Need to...go home, after I've bought more stuff I don't need (Lady Vengeance is high on list after watching a preview clip of it last night), then eat sausage and cheese sandwich while listening to Radio 1's Big Weekend. And then scream deliriously at the TV for ninety minutes as over-paid men kick about a pig's bladder. Cup-Final fun fun! Gerrard to Rio-Coker, pre-match:
"I'll Break Your Face!!!"
Fingers crossed for that one, anyway.
Speaking of Radio 1, go listen to Muse's new single, Super-Massive Black Hole. Then go listen to some Britney Spears. Then weep, because they sound *exactly* the same. Grrr.
Also, I am an Italics Whore
Keep well all,
AT :)