TUMBLEWEED

Yeah I don't really go on it much any more... but then I'm not promoting a night, or stalking anybody

Fandango Widewheels wrote:

Sherrers wrote:Apologies to the Spamily.

It's very time consuming down here. I managed to get roped into setting up a radio station so it's woodwork and wires again as well as some (oh god) lectures.

Yeah :

http://kclradio.co.uk/144/KCL%20RADIO%20IS%20GOING%20LIVE

The dog (who I thpought would freak out) took 5 mins to get comfy. I'm still not happy

Thanks for keeping it going.

The plan is once we have something to shout about (radio, ibiza, weekly in london) I'll send a group email to all the forum members and try get it up again.

I have spotted a trend for people just giving up the internet (or the social networking element) entirely. That I can't do anything about as I am with them haha!

Anyway, the decline of social networking will be covered in section 112.a. subsection x of my lecture.

Dismissed!

NOT YOU Baughn. Detention. Immediately.

I'm seeing this, a lot. I know quite a few people who have ditched Facebook. I'm not sure if they are right, or part of some trend and will come crawling back in time. I'm waiting to see how it plays out.

In my *ahem-hem* lectures I will be presenting the latest academic papers from the U.S generally spearheading a huge social networking backlash... using SCIENCE

Apparently it is shit and makes people stupider! Crikey I had no idea. IT MUST BE TRUE THEN!?

So now thanks to SCIENCE I am no longer a lone idiot in the wilderness crying I TOLD YOU IT WAS SHIT to no-one.

I'll tell everyone on facebook instead.

But how will I communicate with the outside world?

Fandango Widewheels wrote:But how will I communicate with the outside world?

Open your front door and enter the world....speak to strangers on the street, bus stops, pubs, trains, planes, boats, butty shops...converse young 390bhp Mark!

Fandango Widewheels wrote:But how will I communicate with the outside world?

Depends if you are trapped in a submarine or Stephen Hawking.

MInd you I find morse code with a massive wrench a lot less pretentious than that american accent.



Stay in mate. It's not worth it.

Sherrers wrote:

Fandango Widewheels wrote:But how will I communicate with the outside world?

Depends if you are trapped in a submarine or Stephen Hawking.

MInd you I find morse code with a massive wrench a lot less pretentious than that american accent.



Stay in mate. It's not worth it.

The cmd started this a long time ago. Even though she doesn't work, she still does our grocery shop online to prevent her going out.

short lived job as pretend academic over. objective achieved. tomorrow... the world




...'s biggest hangover

How did the lecture go then Sheridan?

Bishop wrote:How did the lecture go then Sheridan?

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There were 4. Too much to relate but the one at Guys Uni Hospital was emotional cos my dad went there.

In a nutshell I'll quote the student who organised most of it ;

"first one right... you were a bit a babbling nutter. sticking all them bits of bogroll to the digital screen with masking tape was funny... but by the last one no one left and you were like real lecturer."

I am strangely chuffed.


The secret is asking them questions, freaking them out by asking and remembering their names and scaring them. The highlights for me we're one puting their hand up and calling me sir, the other was using the word "nexus". And doing a very credible free-hand Venn diagram that they took pics of (can't say out of spite or respect) .

oh and they had 3 people in their radio society, now they have 70

mission accomoplished!


meaning I got away with it not that i'm ace

oh yeah

"did you go to university?"

no son I welded a metaphorical titanuim snow plough to my fucking face and made things happen

"how could you see what you were doing?"

You're missing the point on both levels there really


"what's it's like working in the media?"

I'll tell you what it's like just if you actually get a job, which is unlikely. It's like the Roman Arena, but your trident is made of toffee and your net is made of doilies and good intentions and instead of fighting lions or other gladiators all the thousands in the stands throw spears at you constantly til their arms get tired. And the spears are made of bronzed human shit, sharpened to a point.


"silence"

Sherrers wrote:

Bishop wrote:How did the lecture go then Sheridan?

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There were 4. Too much to relate but the one at Guys Uni Hospital was emotional cos my dad went there.

In a nutshell I'll quote the student who organised most of it ;

"first one right... you were a bit a babbling nutter. sticking all them bits of bogroll to the digital screen with masking tape was funny... but by the last one no one left and you were like real lecturer."

I am strangely chuffed.


The secret is asking them questions, freaking them out by asking and remembering their names and scaring them. The highlights for me we're one puting their hand up and calling me sir, the other was using the word "nexus". And doing a very credible free-hand Venn diagram that they took pics of (can't say out of spite or respect) .

oh and they had 3 people in their radio society, now they have 70

mission accomoplished!


meaning I got away with it not that i'm ace

oh yeah

"did you go to university?"

no son I welded a metaphorical titanuim snow plough to my fucking face and made things happen

"how could you see what you were doing?"

You're missing the point on both levels there really


"what's it's like working in the media?"

I'll tell you what it's like just if you actually get a job, which is unlikely. It's like the Roman Arena, but your trident is made of toffee and your net is made of doilies and good intentions and instead of fighting lions or other gladiators all the thousands in the stands throw spears at you constantly til their arms get tired. And the spears are made of bronzed human shit, sharpened to a point.


"silence"

Excellent mate.

They have booked you again then?

When will the Radio show be up and running?

Better than any lecture I ever attended.

spotted our timmy launching himself down great eastern street with what was either his dog or a small horse.

he didn't look happy bless him. neither did sherribonk

I shouted and then felt embarrassed and did a really london thing and walked away quickly

i feel bad about it now.

for christ's sake don't tell him but I actually miss the bastard

We all do....

We need him back up North, sat on his arse.

Fandango Widewheels wrote:We need him back up North, sat on his arse.

Seconded.

What's going on, is everyone on holiday? It has been very quite on here. There is a high possability that I look at the forum all to often. I'm going to bombard facebook with links to the forum to try and get some new faces on board.

thanks mate but it won't work.

Facebook is our Nemesis.

Sherrers wrote:thanks mate but it won't work.

Facebook is our Nemesis.

I have totally given up on Facebook...

Your whole face has given up there son.

Ye Olde Rog wrote:Your whole face has given up there son.

And my teeth

I'm finding I use facebook less and less although I did have to chuckle at Roger bemoaning the fact the snow nazis of red bull are invading roundhay park in July

Fandango Widewheels wrote:I'm finding I use facebook less and less although I did have to chuckle at Roger bemoaning the fact the snow nazis of red bull are invading roundhay park in July

I didn't think anyone actually READS my ramblings

it's safer on here Rog my lovely.

Ye Olde Rog wrote:I didn't think anyone actually READS my ramblings

I do, it's like thought for the day on Radio 4, only better.

A bit quiet on here isn't it?!

yeah it is

seems alot of people are missing

AWOL

I'm back at work tomorrow so i shall be crawling back under the shell from which i came.