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Random ramblings about not necessarily anything in particular, and not much more....
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Whether this is real or not remains to be seen. Of a bigger concern though is what will happen to Pete if it is taken over? Will Niall want his own guy to come in and work for him. I guess one thing he does have in his favour is he already knows him from when he played up there. It may be an interesting couple of weeks.
And I always thought he was gay ;-)
Sometimes the stars just align, and you know you made the right choice with the car you got.
Sorry if you're reading this on IE, but it appears I have some bug that pushes all the posts down a few scrolls. Not sure what the deal is, as Firefox works just fine. Maybe it's time for you to switch?
Welcomed into the world on Friday night around 9pm, Avery becomes our second neice to have a birthday on the 24th March! We managed to get some better pics than the blurry camera photo I posted from the hospital.
Birthdays abound today - Meaghan hits the grand old age of 5 (is it that long since she was born???), so hopefully we'll have some pics to post later on from her "grown up" party (the kids one was yesterday - we're hitting a burrito place tonight with her). Also, Sheri was induced this morning, so Avery should pop out at any time - we're just waiting for the call. I just hope she has it a little before or after the party with Meaghan, so we don't have to do double duty at the same time. Future years should be interesting I guess, trying to fit in two kids parties in one day - as long as they both don't choose Chuckee Cheese we might survive.
And parked in the garage. All nice and shiny, and I thought I better take a pic of the wheels before they got all dirty.
Courtesy of The Fiver
The first one impressed Meaghan no end, although by the time you read this, there is a good chance that her friends from playgroup have joined forces to devour the whole thing.
Apart from the fact that a footie club is named Heart of Midlothian (that's the Scottish for you), the most interesting thing is seeing how the different styles of rich Russian takeover affects your club. On the one hand, you have Chelsea, stable management, financial backing, and the chairman staying out of the management side of the business. On the other, Hearts, with a guy who obviously believes he is the manager, so continually clashes with anyone he appoints into that position. He's picking the team, buying all the players without consultation (but still blaming the manager when they turn out to be a bit crap), and then when they still aren't doing quite as well as he hoped, he sacks the manager, coz he obviously won't sack himself.
Not that it would take much, as everyone knows...
Sometimes the big media guys worry me, so I always try and get my news from a few different places (and implicitly trust the BBC probably coz I grew up with that). Anyway, a case in point this week was me logging on yesterday morning to the top story on the BBC being about an investigation into the murder of 15 civilians in Iraq (7 women and 3 kids included) being done by US Military. Now obviously this is pretty big news, as it's claimed the Marines went on a rampage in a revenge attack for a roadside bomb, and killed some of the civilians inside their home. The deaths at the time were said to be from the initial roadside blast, which has now been confirmed as untrue.
For some strange reason, The Fiver (my daily lunchtime entertainment for finding out whats really going in the world of footie) had a link to this website. I haven't listened to any of the songs yet, as I'm at work, and the titles look bad enough. Anyway, I've always managed to avoid Barnsley (for the most part - think I might have been there once for an away match when I was younger), and the whole "about myself" section here leads me to believe I made the correct decision. I get a very "lets jump on the Arctic Monkeys bandwagon vibe" about this whole thing (although the fact that I used the word vibe on these pages must be some sort of mistake, or I've been here too long). Awesome dude!
OK - no posts for the majority of last week - a few thousand miles on planes, working til close to midnight every night, and no time for anything will do that to you. It was all pretty hectic, but survived, and ready for the next week ahead.
Hopefully I'll be sorting out the payment for the car that is no more by the end of the week (well, next week in reality), so the search is heating up. I even rang up the insurance company today to run a couple of cars past them to see how bad the damage was going to be (S4 - same price as my STi, Golf GTi - 15 bucks less, M3 - only 12 bucks more a month). I was expecting all of these prices to be higher, so I'm hoping the insurance agent didn't screw up when she was working it all out. However, the rumour is that you really do get discounts for putting all your insurance through the one company.
Not really relevant for over here in the land of the plenty (and plenty of free refills, top-ups and visits to the buffet bar) but it did bring back memories of those epic visits to Pizza Hut in my student days when you spent your last 4 quid on a meal that could last you a few days until your next grant cheque.
A long overdue post on Saturday nights entertainment. All in all, it was a pretty fun night - good food, friends and one or two drinks here and there. The the midnight hour approached, a bounder with very short man syndrome (and shorted temper) decided to pick Ben up by the throat (Ben isn't the smallest guy in the world, and actually used to work the doors in a past life), and so our fun at Martini Ranch ended. One police report later, we all managed to meet up again at The Front Porch, along with Tonks and Ally and a few of the Accenture crowd (Molly tried to run off with a random guy I seem to remember).
Obviously not from me, but from Mr Walker himself, pictured here looking like he just realized he hadn't forgot the ring (which he hadn't of course).
and immediately asks for a shorter name ;-) Just joking Rach, I couldn't resist.
No car, but a new TV for the bedroom. The bar below is the surround sound thing from Yamaha, associated slimline sub is in the other pics here.
We bought the copyright to our wedding album photos, so they're now up on Flickr here. If you need a high res copy to print out, just let me know the filename and I can get the original to you (although the ones I posted should be a decent size for most normal size photos).
So you know how it goes - quiet dinner out with friends turns into a monster. The food was great (although Lauren had to wait 3 hours for a pizza!!), the company was even better, and the time just disappeared at a ridiculous rate.
Someone stole my car. I'm not happy......
Well, not the whole company, but yesterdays announcement (sorry for the delay - in conferences/meetings/heavy drinking sessions/creating ESI stories for the scrapbook type situations almost 24 hours a day).