The Play on One: Normal Service (1988)

 

Another one of those catching up posts

 Actually posted on a cold, gloomy September day . . . with added family drama. Fun, fun, fun.

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A walk on the mild side.

Nicked from Facebook.

"If Lou Reed’s face appears in a cityscape is it a miracle?" 

Hampden in the Sun (2024)

 That's the picture. Wonderful. 🍀🍀🍀

Celtic 1 R*ngers 0  A double to end the season. 

A shit game, a disallowed Rangers goal and a 90th minute winner?

Absolutely-fucking-perfect cup final.

"Tell me the worst, Doctor, can they be saved?"

 Shit, I was hoping to get another 10 days out of those flights. 

It's annoying 'cos those particular flights are my flights of choice as well, and I'm all out of them. I like the colour scheme. It reveals my inexplicable soft spot for the Uruguayan football team, Penarol. Why Penarol? I don't have a scooby. If pushed on the matter, I'll claim it's 'cos they were Eduardo Galeano's football team. (I have no idea. I'm bluffing.)

As I've been known to associate with people who aren't up to speed with their knowledge of South American football, they've mistaken my penchant for the flights for a secret crush on Randite Libertarian politics. Apparently those are the colours of the right-wing fucknuts otherwise known as the Libertarian Party in the US of A. I can't win . . . which ties in with my inability to win at darts against the Level 9 Russ Bray app. It's all connected people, all part of the same golden thread . . . okay, I think I have to lie down now.

***Update***

It turns out that if you change your flights it helps with your aim. Who knew? 

First three darts after replacing my flights.

"Print that fucking headline . . . "

I love this headline from the BBC Football page. Of course, it's obvious . . . it doesn't matter. Sometimes the obvious gag/headline is the right one.

I'm posting it now  . . . just in case Atalanta do a number on Leverkusen tonight. I hope not.

#TeamFrimpong

Updated:

Look man, I fucking jinxed them.

Brassic (2019)

 

Get off the internet . . .

I keep scoring with the word 'taig' in Lexulous.

I think I've been around Rangers social media a bit too much these last few days . . .  

Teenagers . . . the Gobshite Years

A shitty morning looks a wee bit brighter after hitting a 180 before taking the wee yin to school.

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'More Songs About Dumbarton and Renton . . .'

On this day in 1952 David Byrne was born, and on this day  . . . for the thousandth time . . .  I say to Kara, 'Did you know that he's Scottish? ' . . . and, for the thousandth time, Kara rolls her eyes.

The mock Talking Heads poster via the wonderful Twitter account, Stuff_By_Mark.

Quad Rock

I laughed . . . and then got to thinking that we could do with another Phil Ochs in the here and now:

On the related subject of mixing pop rap and politics, Hind's Hall by Macklemore really hits the spot, and I never thought I'd write those words on the blog . . . christ, I never thought I'd learn to spell Macklemore for the purposes of the blog. Strange times throws up strange political shotgun weddings.

Addendum:

See the bullshit about the video being "age-restricted"? What a shower of fucking phoneys.

A life hack too far

Gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, 'The shit you find on the internet'.

PS - Those are not my legs.

Pic of the day

Limbs   . . . as the kids would say.

Miller's a joker

"That's a red card in the 1970s."  — Chris Sutton

Quote of the day. 😂

Kenny Miller is having an absolute fucking meltdown, and I am here for it. 

Miller's having a barney . . .

Tweet of the first half from Pie & Bovril.

Delusional pish from Kenny Miller who thinks he's on Rangers TV talking to Shug, Cameron and Farquhar. 

If you're waiting for a deluge . . .

 . . .  it's not happening.

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Trainspotting (1996)

 

'I'd like to report a murder on the internet, officer.'

Count Binface won the internet today:

This is in response to this farcical piece of news. On what planet did Starmer's advisers convince him that this was a good political move? They must secretly fucking hate him.

They wore it well.

One of those 'On This Day' in history posts. Found via the ever wonderful Li'l Ze page over at TwiXXer . . .  see what I did there?

"8th May 1971, Celtic and Rangers draw 1:1 in the Scottish Cup final.  Replay needed"  . . . and it looks like an extra 100 polis cars needed for the spectators who imbibed a bit too much liquid refreshment. I wonder if my Dad was at the game?

And this guy was enjoying himself a bit too much, attempting the banana coloured trousered splits. Too many daiquiris, per chance?

Don't worry, dear reader, the good guys won the replay.

Marvin Gaye's clueless arse . . .

Yes, it's a real playlist.  A brilliant set of songs.

If only there was a misprint somewhere, they could have also included Abraham, Martin or John?

Spotify Link.

Only 10 in May (so far)?

 . . . That's not good, is it?

Update (08.25.2024): Turns out I miscounted. Still crap, but not as crap.

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