The most boring dream ever
I had the dullest dream I've ever had last night in which I bought a second hand fleece and a lighter at a corner shop. It was so utterly pointless, all dreams can't have some underlying meaning because that was just lame. I blame my flu, it's affecting my imagination... and my spelling... apparently
Am I unintentionally stalking Jimmy Carr?
Can you stalk someone unintentionally?
On 5th March I went to Halifax to see Jimmy Carr which was simply amazing, definitely the best show he's done so far; afterwards I even got to meet him briefly as he did the signing thingy he does which was the best Birthday present I could possibly ever get. This was all very exciting and not very stalkerish as well... if no one went to see his gigs he would be incredibly unsuccessful. This was then followed the next week by sending him a "tweet" on Twitter and actually getting a reply, this was exciting and I was thrilled as he answered a question I'd be thinking about for a while [It was about his next DVD title, apparently it is probably to be "Telling Jokes" making the set read "Live, Stand Up, Comedian, In Concert, Telling Jokes" which I love in my OCDish way]. This I don't think is stalkery either... yes perhaps I have sent a few too many tweets previously before receiving a response however he hasn't exactly been inundated with them; I'm being normal honest.
What I worry about though is that, owing to Twitter, I sort of unintentionally know where he is all the time; I don't seem to do it with other celebrities I follow but with Mr Carr I always seem to remember where he is, which leads to people questioning my reasons for that. In addition to this I actually ended up in the same town as him on Friday as I went to see Heather in Aberyswyth which is pretty distant from where either of us live.
So far I think I can say it isn't really stalking however I do worry I may slip into it accidently, if I see him again I shall run away and remove myself as a follower, it's just not healthy.
[In addition, guess who is tagged most out of all my blogs... you guessed it, The Carr himself :S]
On 5th March I went to Halifax to see Jimmy Carr which was simply amazing, definitely the best show he's done so far; afterwards I even got to meet him briefly as he did the signing thingy he does which was the best Birthday present I could possibly ever get. This was all very exciting and not very stalkerish as well... if no one went to see his gigs he would be incredibly unsuccessful. This was then followed the next week by sending him a "tweet" on Twitter and actually getting a reply, this was exciting and I was thrilled as he answered a question I'd be thinking about for a while [It was about his next DVD title, apparently it is probably to be "Telling Jokes" making the set read "Live, Stand Up, Comedian, In Concert, Telling Jokes" which I love in my OCDish way]. This I don't think is stalkery either... yes perhaps I have sent a few too many tweets previously before receiving a response however he hasn't exactly been inundated with them; I'm being normal honest.
What I worry about though is that, owing to Twitter, I sort of unintentionally know where he is all the time; I don't seem to do it with other celebrities I follow but with Mr Carr I always seem to remember where he is, which leads to people questioning my reasons for that. In addition to this I actually ended up in the same town as him on Friday as I went to see Heather in Aberyswyth which is pretty distant from where either of us live.
So far I think I can say it isn't really stalking however I do worry I may slip into it accidently, if I see him again I shall run away and remove myself as a follower, it's just not healthy.
[In addition, guess who is tagged most out of all my blogs... you guessed it, The Carr himself :S]
Twitter!
I now have an unbelievably time absorbing life stealing addiction in this new hyped-up website Twitter... some people get it, some don't but personally I am addicted and it is quite difficult to see why I guess...
For those of you who live under rocks in small sheds across the world, "Twittering" is basically micro-blogging where you write your opinions, moods, activities and whatever else it is you feel like in a sentence under 140 characters and your "followers" can read what you're up to. I personally don't get up to a lot, and so (as you can see in the right hand column) my Tweets are generally pretty dull, possibly partially because instead of going out and living a life which would be worth twittering about I am in fact at home on my computer twittering... it's a vicious circle. What I personally love about it is the way I can follow celebrities, I have a strange love of celebrity culture, but not celebrities sake I love Stephen Fry (@stephenfry), Jimmy Carr (@jimmycarr), Jonathan Ross (@wossy), Phil Jupitus (@JupitusPhilip), Eddie Izzard (@eddieizzard), Dave Gorman (@Dave_Gorman) [To name but a few] all of whom I can follow on Twitter and find out what they are up to! It's amazing I love it.
I can completely understand why some people "Just don't get it" but for me it's charming simplicity is truly wonderful and I have great fun refreshing repeatedly to find out what the people I most admire are up to. Basically it's the acceptable face of stalking....
Give it a try, you might not like it,you might find it "lame" but I strongly recommend at least giving it a go. What have you go to lose?
P.S. I also recommend http://www.valebrity.com/ if you do use it to follow celebrities as it will inform you as to who is real and who is a dirty imposter
For those of you who live under rocks in small sheds across the world, "Twittering" is basically micro-blogging where you write your opinions, moods, activities and whatever else it is you feel like in a sentence under 140 characters and your "followers" can read what you're up to. I personally don't get up to a lot, and so (as you can see in the right hand column) my Tweets are generally pretty dull, possibly partially because instead of going out and living a life which would be worth twittering about I am in fact at home on my computer twittering... it's a vicious circle. What I personally love about it is the way I can follow celebrities, I have a strange love of celebrity culture, but not celebrities sake I love Stephen Fry (@stephenfry), Jimmy Carr (@jimmycarr), Jonathan Ross (@wossy), Phil Jupitus (@JupitusPhilip), Eddie Izzard (@eddieizzard), Dave Gorman (@Dave_Gorman) [To name but a few] all of whom I can follow on Twitter and find out what they are up to! It's amazing I love it.
I can completely understand why some people "Just don't get it" but for me it's charming simplicity is truly wonderful and I have great fun refreshing repeatedly to find out what the people I most admire are up to. Basically it's the acceptable face of stalking....
Give it a try, you might not like it,you might find it "lame" but I strongly recommend at least giving it a go. What have you go to lose?
P.S. I also recommend http://www.valebrity.com/ if you do use it to follow celebrities as it will inform you as to who is real and who is a dirty imposter
Red Riding and a bit of Dead Set
Oh my, this isn't going to be a long post as my concentration and ability to spell is shot... however I need to write something as I've just finished watching the last one of the trilogy on 4OD and oh my it's amazing. Channel Four is definitely the channel to watch at the moment, regardless of a few very bad shows I hate (*cough* skins *cough*) there are some brilliant dramas coming out for example Dead Set written by the amazing Charlie Brooker, and now Red Riding.
Red Riding as a real gritty grimy British Cinema feel to it, very This is England/Dead Man's Shoes. And it's superbly effective in portraying the stories. On top of this it has a fantastic Cast including David Morrissey (Blackpool), Paddy Considine (Dead Man's Shoes, Hot Fuzz) and Sean Bean (Sharpe) as well as many more, which really finish it off and make it simply superb
When I see shows like this, which manage to create such believable suspense and effects with a TV budget it makes me wonder how the hell some Hollywood films can be so bad. For example the corpses in Dead Set are suberb however at the beginning of the most recent 3D film "My Bloody Valentine" the first proper corpse you see is very very clearly just a dummy used to teach CPR, covered in corn syrup. What I think is great about these ambitious shows on such a modest British TV budget is the imagination and creativeness it brings out and it really goes to show how brilliant us Brits can be at creating masterpieces without big Budgets...
[That's a badly written post if ever I read one however I am sleepy and ill and you catch my drift...]
Red Riding as a real gritty grimy British Cinema feel to it, very This is England/Dead Man's Shoes. And it's superbly effective in portraying the stories. On top of this it has a fantastic Cast including David Morrissey (Blackpool), Paddy Considine (Dead Man's Shoes, Hot Fuzz) and Sean Bean (Sharpe) as well as many more, which really finish it off and make it simply superb
When I see shows like this, which manage to create such believable suspense and effects with a TV budget it makes me wonder how the hell some Hollywood films can be so bad. For example the corpses in Dead Set are suberb however at the beginning of the most recent 3D film "My Bloody Valentine" the first proper corpse you see is very very clearly just a dummy used to teach CPR, covered in corn syrup. What I think is great about these ambitious shows on such a modest British TV budget is the imagination and creativeness it brings out and it really goes to show how brilliant us Brits can be at creating masterpieces without big Budgets...
[That's a badly written post if ever I read one however I am sleepy and ill and you catch my drift...]
Moths ate my Doctor Who scarf
I am a huge nerd (well... not in stature but you know what I mean), not just with Science fiction but with film, TV and many other stranger things; two things I love more than anything however are Doctor Who and comedy. As a child I was fascinated with time travel and sciences, my Dad even used to concept of time travel to explain to my how Father Christmas could possibly exist. I must admit, I never really bought it however time travel continued to fascinate me so when I was about seven and my Dad showed me an old Doctor Who re-run I was enthralled, and then in 2006 when it was reintroduced I was just as excited as many of the previous generation.
It is for this reason my friend (who is not a fellow fan I hasten to add) decided “Moths ate my Doctor Who Scarf”, a show by actor and comedian Toby Hadoke was the perfect show to take me to for my nineteenth birthday present. From the instant he appeared on stage to his final bow I was enraptured; I found myself knodding and laughing with familiarity at references both to the show and to his strange rituals linked to it; and I was absorbed and empathetic when he talked about how it had influenced him as both a child and an adult, how he’d learnt so many new things, and the bond he has with his son as a result. The with his show however was it didn’t just appeal to me, a fellow whovian (Doctor Who fan), my friend who, as I mentioned, isn’t a fan and has only seen a couple of episodes found it equally enjoyable for it was the way he told his story, the way he used humour and emotion to convey the effects of Doctor Who on his life and the strength of his fantastic performance.
“Moths ate my Doctor Who Scarf” comes into a newer genre of comedy performance, sometimes described as “one-man documentary”. Most famous for this style is Dave Gorman having given what are, to all intents and purposes, humorous lectures about his many adventures including “Are you Dave Gorman” in which he scoured the country searching for others who shared his name, and “Googlewhack Adventure” in which he searched for Googlewhacks (which, for those who don’t know, are when you type two words into Google and only get one result) across the globe, the main idea being he had to meet each of the googlewhackers found he had to meet them and get them to find him a googlewhack who in turn he would find and meet. These talks are very close to the stand-up comedy rountine, in that a man or woman stands in front of an audience on a stage and talks to them for a period of time, aiming to make them laugh and generally entertain them; what is different from the usual stand-up routine however is the way they focus on a particular story of topic and also aim to envoke other humours other than Humour. Toby Hadoke for example uses some of his experiences to cause the sympathy within the audience and there are times at which one feels almost tearful when he talks about the absence of his father and the feelings of inadequacy he experiences as a father because of this.
This new style of comedy is even beginning to use in usual stand-up routines, Eddie Izzard, for example, often has a strong theme running throughout his shows, especially with his most recent tour “stripped” in which he talks about early human history and his religious beliefs both as a result of this and life in general. The use of this medium of performance aims to teach the audience about something they perhaps were not as knowledgeable about or gives new insights into topics they already know about; which in a society which thrives on shows such as QI, which both entertain and educates, is very popular.
Basically... to summarise, I definitely recommend you go see Toby Hadoke’s show. I loved it and it’s been very well received by critics... so go. I actually found it quite inspirational.
It is for this reason my friend (who is not a fellow fan I hasten to add) decided “Moths ate my Doctor Who Scarf”, a show by actor and comedian Toby Hadoke was the perfect show to take me to for my nineteenth birthday present. From the instant he appeared on stage to his final bow I was enraptured; I found myself knodding and laughing with familiarity at references both to the show and to his strange rituals linked to it; and I was absorbed and empathetic when he talked about how it had influenced him as both a child and an adult, how he’d learnt so many new things, and the bond he has with his son as a result. The with his show however was it didn’t just appeal to me, a fellow whovian (Doctor Who fan), my friend who, as I mentioned, isn’t a fan and has only seen a couple of episodes found it equally enjoyable for it was the way he told his story, the way he used humour and emotion to convey the effects of Doctor Who on his life and the strength of his fantastic performance.
“Moths ate my Doctor Who Scarf” comes into a newer genre of comedy performance, sometimes described as “one-man documentary”. Most famous for this style is Dave Gorman having given what are, to all intents and purposes, humorous lectures about his many adventures including “Are you Dave Gorman” in which he scoured the country searching for others who shared his name, and “Googlewhack Adventure” in which he searched for Googlewhacks (which, for those who don’t know, are when you type two words into Google and only get one result) across the globe, the main idea being he had to meet each of the googlewhackers found he had to meet them and get them to find him a googlewhack who in turn he would find and meet. These talks are very close to the stand-up comedy rountine, in that a man or woman stands in front of an audience on a stage and talks to them for a period of time, aiming to make them laugh and generally entertain them; what is different from the usual stand-up routine however is the way they focus on a particular story of topic and also aim to envoke other humours other than Humour. Toby Hadoke for example uses some of his experiences to cause the sympathy within the audience and there are times at which one feels almost tearful when he talks about the absence of his father and the feelings of inadequacy he experiences as a father because of this.
This new style of comedy is even beginning to use in usual stand-up routines, Eddie Izzard, for example, often has a strong theme running throughout his shows, especially with his most recent tour “stripped” in which he talks about early human history and his religious beliefs both as a result of this and life in general. The use of this medium of performance aims to teach the audience about something they perhaps were not as knowledgeable about or gives new insights into topics they already know about; which in a society which thrives on shows such as QI, which both entertain and educates, is very popular.
Basically... to summarise, I definitely recommend you go see Toby Hadoke’s show. I loved it and it’s been very well received by critics... so go. I actually found it quite inspirational.
Another Weird Dream
Okay... another weird dream... So strange...
This first was weird, my friend, who asks to be kept anonymous, was playing mind games and sending me on weird life threatening quests. One was to explain why Rob Rouse's Comedy was worthwhile and she then had complete control over Jimmy Carr and he went to kill Rouse with a HUGE knife but I stopped him so Rouse got away and Carr tried to kill himself with it and I had to convince him he was being controlled and there was this really weird intimate moment, when everything else went really misty and it was just me and him holding huge knives and staring into each others eyes (not in a lovey way). Then later Tim, Graham, me and some others went to the pub for a roast dinner but when I sat down I was on my own and couldn't get to the room they were in but as my dreams are in third person I could see them all having a good time without me.
This first was weird, my friend, who asks to be kept anonymous, was playing mind games and sending me on weird life threatening quests. One was to explain why Rob Rouse's Comedy was worthwhile and she then had complete control over Jimmy Carr and he went to kill Rouse with a HUGE knife but I stopped him so Rouse got away and Carr tried to kill himself with it and I had to convince him he was being controlled and there was this really weird intimate moment, when everything else went really misty and it was just me and him holding huge knives and staring into each others eyes (not in a lovey way). Then later Tim, Graham, me and some others went to the pub for a roast dinner but when I sat down I was on my own and couldn't get to the room they were in but as my dreams are in third person I could see them all having a good time without me.
Am I.... growing up?
I've suffered from Bipolar throughout my adolesence, so I feel I've lost out a little as it does ruin your innocence and hope a little; then when I was 14 I attempted suicide, that really does destroy any childish views of life. However, I've always tried to stay quite young at heart, I like my toys and I enjoy pissing about childishly... well at least I did. What I've noticed recently is I think I may have actually grown up. :(
As the whole of Britain is aware, it's been snowing over the past couple of days, which ordinarily would fill me with excitement and a childish need to go out and throw snow at my friends however this time it was merely something preventing me from safetly getting to sainsburys without slipping down the hill. I actually wanted to be more excited but the only enjoyment I got out of it was watching it settle under a very early morning sky, which to me says old...
My interests all seem to be that of an older person as well, I don't enjoy the loud music and dancing my peers relish in. I like a trip to a quite pub for a meal and a coke, I like a good film or a well written TV program, I've even taken to watching countdown and University Challenge on the internet.
I'm really not sure how I feel about this either. I'm thinking it's too soon, I'm only 18. Alas.
J x
As the whole of Britain is aware, it's been snowing over the past couple of days, which ordinarily would fill me with excitement and a childish need to go out and throw snow at my friends however this time it was merely something preventing me from safetly getting to sainsburys without slipping down the hill. I actually wanted to be more excited but the only enjoyment I got out of it was watching it settle under a very early morning sky, which to me says old...
My interests all seem to be that of an older person as well, I don't enjoy the loud music and dancing my peers relish in. I like a trip to a quite pub for a meal and a coke, I like a good film or a well written TV program, I've even taken to watching countdown and University Challenge on the internet.
I'm really not sure how I feel about this either. I'm thinking it's too soon, I'm only 18. Alas.
J x