Idols: Man Your Stations!

First off, happy birfday to my big sister, who continues to beat me in just about every aspect of life ~ has had a good bloke fer years, has a grown-up, respectable job, is driving one sports car while restoring a cult classic, etc. etc. etc. When I grow up, I want to be like her. She's reyt good at shouting too (she has red hair). I won't be at her party, seeing as I'm 5,000 miles away, but I sent her a suitably irreverent card.

I believe every person should have more than one, as there are many aspects to life and I don't think any one person can cover all't bases. After having revelled in the shocking rudeness and blatant sarcastic meaness of one Dr Perry Cox from 'Scrubs'... (exhibit A:

Elliot: Oh, Dr. Cox, does this lipstick make me look like a clown?
Dr. Cox: No, Barbie, no... it makes you look like a prostitute who caters exclusively *to* clowns.
Elliot: I'm sorry, that was my mistake, I keep forgetting that you're a horrible, horrible person.
Dr. Cox: Ooh, Backbone Barbie.)

… I thought he'd be my God of Vitriol. But no ~ Dr House wins this round. He's so… cutting! And he backs it up wi stern features, the Rolling Of The Eyes and a general "you know I don't give a shit" air. Fucking ace ~ he's Idol of the Week! Exhibit B:

Dr. Foreman: Chase, stop.
[Dr. Chase stops]
Dr. House: How'd you get him trained so fast? Electronic collar? Got dog treats in your pocket?

After a disasterous time at karaoke last week (whereby we found to our horror that not on establishment had any new Aaron Kwok material, despite new CD
having come out last Christmas) I need cheering up. And what did I find in HMV Central today? The complete set of Sharpe DVDs! How fab is that? I restrained meself and only bought the one, Sharpe's Rifles, which I hope is the first one int series. After a thorough screening I hope to post the pertinent screen-caps here an all! In case you've forgotten just how eloquent our Richard can be, take a quick squiz at this here taken from my personal favourite so far, Sharpe's Waterloo:

Class.

Went to't pub quiz t'other night and came a miserable 5th ~ again. However, were cheered up no end by' name o team in second place (I think): "It took 3 days to make Gene Pitney's coffin out o mahogany, but only 24 hours from balsa"! Fucking funny is that, were laffing fer ages!

Thanks to someone accidentally pressing't emergency stop button ont escalator today in Tai Koo Shing (you know who you are), I had some 25 year old handling me arse. I don't know which surprised me more, his hand on my arse to steady himself from falling over and into me (he were two steps below me!) or his very proper apology that flew straight after. Good fer't laff though, eh.

Now I have an inordinately long lunch break these days, yet little time at home, so I find meself writing blog entries in a notebook to type up later if I'm still int reyt mood. So fer all them nosey fuckers that like to lean over and try to read what I'm writing wi so much concentration, there it is ont right. And don't worry, you can see it the real thing HERE. Clever, me. Although I do have to admit, it'd be easier wi squares in me book.

Peach and lube.

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Scrubs ~ Hugh Laurie ~ House ~ karaoke ~ Aaron Kwok ~ Thematic ~ idol ~ Sharpe ~ Sean Bean ~ Gene Pitney