Call me Davao.

Well, I had to post that, didn't I?

Last night's Doctor Who was ho-hum/okay, but could have done with a little more of the animated scary bearded man, if you ask me...

.. and I bet Ken Livingstone wants "a council space ship" now.

Just finished dozing through the England v. Ecuador match and boy, I think I've worked out England's tactics - bore the entire tounament to death. Much, much, much better was the game last night. OK, so Argentina won, but for 120 minutes it could have gone either way and we had the goal of the tournament so far, no question.

It kind of made conversation difficult, though.

"Yeah, Putin's pretty much against big business, unless he own....Ooohhh!"

"Ooohhh?"

"What was I talking about again?"

"Putin?"

"Um. Yeah ... Putin...that was some goal."

"Yeah."

I should really stop pretending I'm too cultured and intellectually-minded to appreciate sports.

Also, if you really can't pull yourself away from the Internet whilst the games are on, just read the Guardian's commentary:

"Rumour has it that the Mexican fans are taunting their Argentinian counterparts by chanting 'It’s like watching England".

"That Beckham bender has put England on the straight and narrow here Mark," says Motty. Punctuate that as you will.

Finally, for your amusement: What's your Brazilian footballing nickname?

Dave xx

 

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