Oh....Yeah..

Oh look first post of the new year in this place. Well its been a pretty dormant blog all along. It'll become even more dormant over the next year because for the time being, i'm all about the travelling. So I'll be posting on this blog
So click the link, bookmark it. Read it, comment, send us money.

Once again thats www.wrongturntravels.blogspot.com.

Go there. Now.

All the Gods

A list of everygod currently known in history or presently worshipped



Not one of them any more believable than the last

Dead. But for the Grace of Punk

Hey. i'm back again. To bring you good news. On the second of february 2007. I will be having lunch in New York. Followed by two months of travelling round the USA, (maybe vancouver as well, if i can get a greyhound there) followed by three months of travelling round Peru, Bolivia, Chile, Argentina and Brazil plus more. Its gonna be a long, exciting, and penniless trip. As i have not nearly enough money to survive, but hopefully i will manage it. I will be setting up a blog for me and my travelling partner Dejan to send regular updates, or more likely plea's for cash.

"I Have Got Some Really Big Plans."

"And todays the day I'm putting them into action."

For a successful Gap year I Must...

Apply and be accepted for a University for September 2007, preferably in Leeds or in a nearby major city. I must do a useful course for my interests, without having to resit any A-levels.

Learn Spanish. To an Acceptable degree. Before February. But then learn South American variations, so as not to be kidnapped.

Lay Up the Fucking Zine I said I was gonna do since last summer. Then do another issue to prove its not just a one off. Flog it like its illegal.

Raise at least £3000. Before February. Don't spend on cider.

Book Airline tickets to the USA. ASAP. OK?

Book Airline tickets from the USA to South America. ASAP. MTHRFCKR

Oh Yeah, Work out where I fucking want to actually visit. Find out if i'll die there. If not try and find accommadation.

Sort out getting my fucking tax back from the bastard arms dealers that took it.

Take my vitamins.

Go to bed before midnight. Except If I'm working. In which case get to bed when I get home.

Stop buying mail order punk records.

Stop talking to random old men about politics. They'll only turn out to be racists. Every socialist died with thatcher.

Stop craving Curb your enthusiasm DVD's. You gotta focus on saving not spending. Larry David will always be there.

Don't buy subways on whims. Only when you have vouchers or someone who will give you a free one.

Cycle More. You supposed to be a bike punk. Or a Bus Punk. I forget. Either way, stop being so sweaty and tired after just one hill.

Practice hitch-hiking. Try it to get home from work. Make it trendy again like only I could.

Buy a proper old-style razor. Or just a razor in general. Stop using those women's ones, they are meant for legs not faces.

Get the fuck out of bed by 9am. Unless for a valid reason I haven't had the full 8 hours.

To Be Continued.

Ooo.. So tempting

I am i sick enough to buy this. Do i have a sense of decency. or even dignity. Do i fuck?


Its t-shirt that looks like dynamite.

Hooray

I'm back. Don't think i tired to leave you. I've been trying to do this everyday for the past two weeks. For some reason my blog was lost. But its back now. hooray. More later. Unless i get locked out again.

Video of the day

The funniest thing i've seen all week.

Gah

Finally worked out how to log in. Blogger Beta seems to befucked at least for me. I can't get in through the frontdoor. I have to climb up the drainpipe of google, before trying to squeeze through the batroom window and hitting my head on the sink. But i'm in.

All i wanted to tell you was that i have serious writers block. I've done nothing of interest lately, and can't remember anything interesting.

I planned this though. I chose to cut off my social life in the hope of raising money for my travelling next year. I don't spend any money because i don't go out or buy anything and i don't have time because i work most nights. It's Hell. I find myself cycling home on deserted streets at 2am. Singing as loud as i can and cycling on the wrong side of the dual carriageway, just because i can. I sleep in til about 12. And start the whole thing again. Theres nothing of interest to note at work. The only things which strike me as out of the ordinary, are ordinarily so. I wouldn't wanna bore you with tales of "This guy shouted at me because i gave him slim-line tonic insated of regular tonic." It's dull. And somehow, three weeks in, i've only saved £100. I need £3000. Fuck. Why don't i just rob banks. I don't know anyone called banks thats why.

I am heading to manchester for a couple of days this week, hopefully something interesting will occur then.

Ok, so i lied, i sorta wrote quite a bit there. And i have got some photos to show you. And some other stuff. I'm afriad to log out, for fear of getting locked back out again. So i might just have to stay logfged in and write for the sake of it.

Don't Phuck With Physics

This article has some of the funniest and scariest lines in equal measure.

Baby Bang Could Open Door to New Dimesions.

Reassuringly, the scientists seem to know what they are doing.

"We don't know what 95 per cent of the universe is made of - which is a bit embarrassing for a subject that claims to be fundamental," Dr Cox said.

"It will go into an area that we don't really understand," he [scientist] added.

Oh good, thats reassuring. They don't actually know what the hell is going to happen.

This however, is the scariest and most bizarre line i have ever read in a piece of Journalism.

"* They estimate the possibility of accidentally destroying the planet as extremely low."

ACCIDENTLY DESTROYING THE PLANET. WTF! Oh good, they could destroy the planet, but not to worry, because they guess they probably won't. They also estimate they might find alternate universes. TEH FUCK??!?!?!!?

Videos of The Day 17/09/06