tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43671587153601149672024-03-13T10:51:35.801+00:00CJ's CrisisC.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-40739401873381631232011-07-27T00:10:00.008+01:002011-07-27T00:27:34.947+01:00I love you Internet, I'm sorry I treat you like a £5 hooker / toasted sandwich maker... 1/2<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cjscrisis.blogspot.com/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUljOuvgCLk/Ti9F_23B3lI/AAAAAAAACXE/LDY-qIxwJTo/s320/GH1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633798622224178770" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:78%;">Photo By: Pat Skiv</span><br /></span></div><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">GOD DAMN IT!</span></span><br />Yeah, so this has been a long time coming.<br />I didn't even see the point in a yearly review I've posted so little on here! Rest assured that I have about 50 posts in drafts, none of which are completed and / or good enough to be published. I have mentioned <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/taj-mahal-international-taste-and.html" target="_blank">on here a few times before</a> that my <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">day job</a> on occasion interferes with my casual blogging.<br />It's the kind of interference that I enjoy the most but I feel like I should point out that I have <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">something really quite awesome</a> going on at the start of these posts now... Don't complain! It could be worse!<br />I could open every post with a picture of my <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6UDPuGSVJCI/Ti86cx7omeI/AAAAAAAACW0/HfARCOHdhP0/s320/arse.bmp" target="_blank">arse</a> or something!<br /><br />Yeah!<br /><br />Anyway, the last few weeks have seen two interesting sets of threes.<br /><br />I present to you Trio #1 courtesy of a conversation with my pal Nick.<br />We were talking about music.<br /><br />He did not realise the following things:<br />1)There have been 500'000 members in Fleetwood Mac.<br />2)Japan know about Jazz.<br />3)<a href="http://toe.st/" target="_blank">Toe</a> are a fucking amazing band from Japan that know about Jazz but don't play Jazz... as far as I know.<br /><br />This resulted in me posting the following three YouTube videos on his page on some kind of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Liquid-Inspiration-Podcast/178048561133" target="_blank">popular social networking site or other</a>:<br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/O8RhZDGLEXM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UjpOhR_Q9xw" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/e0RWnzd_b_k" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"></iframe><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>"TBA on flyers always made me think about getting vaccinated"</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-48302031581980870342010-09-26T14:00:00.006+01:002010-09-26T14:08:34.700+01:00What's time to a hog?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/THpvAN5HH6I/AAAAAAAACSw/UCoWMVjheZ8/s400/DSCF0149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510839143561109410" border="0" /></a><br />Well I have been a <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/p/download-shows.html" target="_blank">busy boy</a> as of late...<br /><br />I have found that over the past few months my favourite "<a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank"><em>day job</em></a>" has been the reason I haven't posted so much on this here antiquated alleged music site.<br />Not that I'm complaining. The thing is that anything I've had the urge to whinge, whine and bitch about I've had the weekly opportunity to do so.<br /><br />However, cobbled together for no ones amusement other than my own a few items that have been getting right on my fucking <em>"titamaboobs"</em>:<br /><br /><br /><strong>1)</strong> I realised not so long ago that there is a shit load of green space around my adopted home of <em>Ashford Upon Fluffingtonshire</em>, and that makes me hate the fact that more people don't realise that <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashford,_Kent" target="_blank">Ashford</a> has it's own ecological areas set about the town to protect wildlife and to protect against flooding. They call it <strike>Ken</strike> <a href="http://www.ashfordgreencorridor.org.uk/map_main.htm" target="_blank">The Ashford Green Corridor</a>.<br /><br /><strong>2)</strong> Trendy young men about town dressing up like a.... well like some kind of <a href="http://jackpenate.com/photos?page=1&photo=2084%2F2092650953_91e45ffcd7.jpg" target="_blank">Jack <em>"penis face"</em> Peñate</a>.<br /><br /><strong>3)</strong> Retarded newspaper headlines / Lack of actual fucking news.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cjscrisis.blogspot.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/TJ8tYxA6TEI/AAAAAAAACUA/OyVY2Dg1784/s400/the+sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521181571676785730" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>4)</strong> I'll just have to flat out say it. <br /><a href="http://www.uggaustralia.com/gb/ProductsList.aspx?gID=m&categoryID=629" target="_blank">Any chap wearing Uggs</a> is just wrong.<br />I don't care how comfy you insist they might be, they're wrong oh so very wrong.<br />All I can say is that in certain cases, to be a famous fella wearing these girliest of girls footwear is still wrong, but it's a good job he was the bomb in <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119891/" target="_blank">Phantoms</a> Yo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cjscrisis.blogspot.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/TJ8wxo6vlEI/AAAAAAAACUQ/FUiFYfCazvo/s400/Ben+affleck.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521185297535046722" border="0" /></a><strong>5)</strong> I <strong>HATE</strong> the fact that when I'm asked about my <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">little internet radio show</a> I always belittle it by saying things like <em>"My <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">little internet radio show</a>? It's a show. It's on the internet."</em> rather than give it the full props it really deserves when in comparison to the <a href="http://twitter.com/hellobuglers/status/25570170262" target="_blank">problems that "bigger" shows have</a>. I find it hard to believe that we're not more popular than we are due to the regularity of shows (every Friday!) and also sheer sound quality. Seriously, most podcasts sound like shit. Our show sounds like we're drinking beer and swearing somewhere between your ears and your brain.<br /><br /><strong>6)</strong> Social networking is a massive pain in the arse.<br />Every fucker tells me pointless fucking factoids every three sodding seconds that doesn't make me like them any more as a person, but does make me want to strangle them... lots and lots of strangling.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://failbook.failblog.org/2010/09/26/funny-facebook-fails-dda-digital-display-of-affection/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/TJ83SI2k4XI/AAAAAAAACUY/ihKkjK3Jslg/s400/failbook.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521192452933083506" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>7)</strong> French people always have a chip on their shoulder.<br />Here is a conversation I had with a concierge of the hotel I was staying during a recent jaunt to Gay Paris:<br /><br /><strong>C.J:</strong><em> Hello mate, can I get a wake up call for 08:00 please?</em><br /><br /><strong>Concierge:</strong><em> Certainly sir, That is fine.</em><br /><br /><strong>C.J:</strong><em> Also, is there anywhere I can buy cigarettes?</em><br /><br /><strong>Concierge:</strong><em> Nowhere in the hotel sir.</em><br /><br /><strong>C.J:</strong><em> Oh, ok. Anywhere nearby that you know of.</em><br /><br /><strong>Concierge:</strong><em> Sir I do not smoke as it is very bad for you, but you are on the 17th floor, why don't you look out of the fucking window. Good night Sir!</em><br /><br />What a charmer! I do have to point out that in the interest of fairness <em>all</em> French girls are drop dead stunning and thus fit the usual criteria of my perfect woman, beautiful, bossy, rude and stuck in their pigging ways.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"I just had to wipe this off my chest" C.J Hixon <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/2010/09/session-60-onanism.html" target="_blank">24th Sept 2010</a></em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-35264897738894292672010-05-02T21:43:00.004+01:002010-05-02T21:50:00.104+01:00C.J's Yearly Review 2009 - 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cjscrisis.blogspot.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S93WRxMRYUI/AAAAAAAACP0/czY_cQ79pnM/s400/PR2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466761123448578370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh Hi!<br /><br />So, this ought to be interesting.<br /><br />You know this shit got deleted last year right?<br /><br />So I'll take it from the top...<br /><br />This year I <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/07/wake-up-start-again-incorperating-death.html" target="_blank">Woke up and started again</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-has-got-to-be-jurassic-fight-club.html" target="_blank">Fucked off to Canadia</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/26-eits-atpr.html" target="_blank">Had a laugh with some wicked cool people in the North</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-sir-good-week.html" target="_blank">Re-Wrote shakespeare</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/11/real-king-of-beers-its-bromley-fucking.html" target="_blank">Acknowledged the comidic musings of others</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/12/top-5-for-2009.html" target="_blank">Acknowledged the musical whimsies of others</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2010/01/tales-from-dog-named-tescos.html" target="_blank">Found a new religion</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-to-make-fake-radio.html" target="_blank">Produced a "How-To"</a>, <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-to-not-make-fake-radio.html" target="_blank">Produced a "How-Not-To"</a> and <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2010/04/taj-mahal-international-taste-and.html" target="_blank">discovered the art of fine cooking</a>.<br /><br />Wowzer!<br /><br />Pics of the year are tied between the one from <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-pepper-jones-and-slapper-palace.html" target="_blank">This post</a>, a picture of me and <a href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/" target="_blank">Mrs C</a> having a hug. Something of a moment for her as she never does hugs:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cjscrisis.blogspot.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCGi847agI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Gq_U9aNv7qM/s400/1cor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436968907649464338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />The one from <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/26-eits-atpr.html" target="_blank">This post</a>. Me being very metal all over a weeping, black Liverpudlian gentleman:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny9LjIdaI/AAAAAAAAB4c/0-qo0_hMlCE/s400/EiTS1.JPG" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098362756855202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and myself and some very sexy, sweaty men:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/p/son-of-robot-memorial-page.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S9RWtiqrp6I/AAAAAAAACPE/LsfhtAs-wfY/s640/DSCF0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436968907649464338" border="0" /></a> ...actually I haven't got around to posting that last one on here yet. Rest assured, It will be awesome though! Maybe I should save it for next year's review.<br /><br />The winner of post of the year is a new one for me, On Friday 26th March 2010 I took a long walk around my beloved (Tr)Ashford in Kent. On Monday 29th March 2010 I posted the cleaverly titled: <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2010/03/pics-ing-englands-arse.html" target="_blank">Pics-ing Englands Arse</a>.<br />There's fuck all in the way of neuroticisms, swearing and...<br />well, writing!<br /><br />Who'd of thunk it!<br /><br />As always thanks to my friends and all of those that jeered me on this year:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.johnsmithjohnsmith.com/" target="_blank">Mr John</a><br /><a href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/" target="_blank">Mrs C</a><br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/abc4" target="_blank">Am Button Christmas' 4</a><br /><a href="http://endote.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Scotto</a><br /><a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">"L" to the "I" to the "P"</a><br /><a href="http://www.sonofrobot.com/" target="_blank">Son Of Robot</a><br /><a href="http://www.lukus.co.uk/" target="_blank">Mr LuKuS</a><br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/bromleydaz" target="_blank">Mr Bromley Daz</a><br /><a href="http://www.cribble.net/" target="_blank">Mr Cribble</a><br /><a href="http://misinformation.podbean.com/" target="_blank">Mr Zac</a><br /><a href="http://www.jecklesradio.com/" target="_blank">Mr Jeckles</a><br /><a href="http://www.mojave.fm/" target="_blank">"What is it? It's a" Mojave</a><br /><br />I would also like to thank:<br /><br /><a href="http://desperadosbeer.co.uk/verify.asp" target="_blank">The fine beers and terrible websites of Desperados</a><br /><a href="https://www.marlboro.com/" target="_blank">The sharp kick to the lungs by the people at Marlboro and Philip Morris</a><br /><a href="https://www.podbean.com/" target="_blank">The frustration and stress of hosting a podcast on the ever cheap Podbean.com</a><br /><br />Here's to another year of flipping my ruddy wig!<br /><br /><br />Cheers!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"I wish I could self reflect like that."</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-58911686495173395772010-04-25T19:24:00.007+01:002010-04-25T19:53:29.924+01:00What a few weeks!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S8Y0nygPRkI/AAAAAAAACOk/EoOvYSRbHuI/s400/Session+37+Bear+Suits.bmp" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />What a few weeks!<br /><br />Let's have a little recap shall we?<br /><br />I saw <a href="http://www.johnsmithjohnsmith.com/" target="_blank">John Smith</a> in Canterbury and he was brilliant.<br /><br />I suggest you all try and catch him this year:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.johnsmithjohnsmith.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S2xmJe0xatI/AAAAAAAACIc/NUtT5EHqhzM/s400/john+smith.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> Let me see what else...<br /><br />I interviewed one of the funniest people I have ever downloaded into my earholes via the iTunes, <a href="http://misinformation.podbean.com/" target="_blank">Mr Zac Barclay</a>.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://misinformation.podbean.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S9SL7VSl4pI/AAAAAAAACPk/u-LG73BUBnY/s400/Zac+pic.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464146099350921874" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And of course the band that gave the Internet an irreversible symptom: Sexiness, <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/p/son-of-robot-memorial-page.html" target="_blank">Son Of Robot</a> fell into tiny sexy pieces. <br /><a href="http://www.twitter.com/CJ_And_Daz/" target="_blank">Myself and Old Brommers</a> simply <em>HAD</em> to attend their last ever orgy:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/p/son-of-robot-memorial-page.html"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S9SJcvzfxII/AAAAAAAACPc/LPIwXZjWPS8/s400/DSCF0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464143374869054594" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Noteworthyness: 1<br /><br />Have I text that poor girl back yet: 0<br /><br />Eat these:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RfRX1rn-HN4&hl=en_GB&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RfRX1rn-HN4&hl=en_GB&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1hM_X-Ptvw&hl=en_GB&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q1hM_X-Ptvw&hl=en_GB&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Deliciousness is in the eye of the guy who is clutching one side of his face screaming"</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-54869119100152276072010-04-01T17:16:00.000+01:002010-04-01T17:21:35.257+01:00Taj Mahal International Taste And Delicious Spice Training Learning Centre Of Excellence.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S-2aM5fEI/AAAAAAAACOU/6mQTqCpH_Io/s400/CJ+%26+Mr+Naga+Wedding.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455194890608147522" border="0" /></a><br />Hello you!<br />Seriously! Am I the only one that remembers when this here used to be a music blog?<br />No matter, It is what it is and what it is, is a cooking blog?!<br /><br />But of course. Using my magic time machine I can tell you that on this weeks forthcoming session of <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a> I mentioned that I would be cooking my very own brand of <a href="http://http//en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phall" target="_blank">King Prawn Phall</a> after reading about <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Curry#Curry_addiction" target="_blank">"Curry Addiction" on Wikipedia</a>.<br /><br />These are the startling results:<br />1 chopped red onion.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S89-1w1_I/AAAAAAAACNE/T06rb7T7rGE/s1600/phal+1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S89-1w1_I/AAAAAAAACNE/T06rb7T7rGE/s400/phal+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455192821679052786" border="0" /></a> I like to use a sharp kitchen knife to chop the onion and the raw ginger.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8-NNAL8I/AAAAAAAACNM/jpS8oruQ5Po/s1600/phal+2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8-NNAL8I/AAAAAAAACNM/jpS8oruQ5Po/s400/phal+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455192825534623682" border="0" /></a> I added three green chilies and drank a lager beer whilst taking stock of my actions. I believe it was the mental congratulations of my brilliance at this stage that gave the dish the added flavour and aroma.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8-fvM8zI/AAAAAAAACNU/Mrq4VwoSTIM/s1600/phal+3.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8-fvM8zI/AAAAAAAACNU/Mrq4VwoSTIM/s400/phal+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455192830509904690" border="0" /></a> Next I threw the prawns into the pan and drank some more beer.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8-3p32zI/AAAAAAAACNc/Wtq7TGaEEtk/s1600/phal+4.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8-3p32zI/AAAAAAAACNc/Wtq7TGaEEtk/s400/phal+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455192836930001714" border="0" /></a> Tinned chopped tomatoes were added along with some tomato Purée. I stirred the whole lot and knocked the heat down to around 4 on the electric hob scale. It was at this point I nipped outside for a smoke and checked emails on my iPod.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8_YeKlMI/AAAAAAAACNk/kBevP5_yxfU/s1600/phal+5.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S8_YeKlMI/AAAAAAAACNk/kBevP5_yxfU/s400/phal+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455192845739267266" border="0" /></a> After fetching a fresh cold lager pilsener I then set about adding the delicious "Special ingredient":<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9RAway3I/AAAAAAAACNs/Gea8qN1v8Q8/s1600/phal+6.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9RAway3I/AAAAAAAACNs/Gea8qN1v8Q8/s400/phal+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193148611021682" border="0" /></a> I had already decided to sling in, what is essentially a dare in a small bottle... So I did:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9RBi-K7I/AAAAAAAACN0/-MP8iLPeTd4/s1600/phal+7.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9RBi-K7I/AAAAAAAACN0/-MP8iLPeTd4/s400/phal+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193148823055282" border="0" /></a> I stirred the lot and drank in the smell of delicious and tasty heaven using my nose holes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9Rlir0wI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZSf8Rpmm7OU/s1600/phal+8.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9Rlir0wI/AAAAAAAACN8/ZSf8Rpmm7OU/s400/phal+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193158485529346" border="0" /></a> I then served the Phal on a bed of white rice with a side serving of very cold lager.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9R1rocqI/AAAAAAAACOE/FMm-_6vqrqI/s1600/phal+9.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9R1rocqI/AAAAAAAACOE/FMm-_6vqrqI/s400/phal+9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193162818024098" border="0" /></a> It was a fucking spicy Phall and it made my teeth feel like they were burning. I then set about the washing up and reveled in my triumphant success.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9SSSce-I/AAAAAAAACOM/9SyM3Bsf1Lg/s1600/phal+10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S7S9SSSce-I/AAAAAAAACOM/9SyM3Bsf1Lg/s400/phal+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455193170497010658" border="0" /></a><br />I recommend this dish to anybody that has little or no repect for their innards and / or rectum.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Just Spoon feed it to me" <a href="http://www.lukus.co.uk/" target="_blank">LuKuS</a> - 2009</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-6868078068473423372010-03-29T22:46:00.000+01:002010-03-29T22:47:24.885+01:00Pics-ing Englands arse.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vhm_FeX8I/AAAAAAAACMk/0HhDGxORFVc/s1600/DSCF0072.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vhm_FeX8I/AAAAAAAACMk/0HhDGxORFVc/s400/DSCF0072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452699833747791810" border="0" /></a><br />I thought i'd finally do a small picture post on the "New look" blog... It's only been eight months after all.<br /><br />I took some snaps around (Tr)Ashford.<br />They are of Ashford.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vhnWZmJUI/AAAAAAAACMs/1M5DrXtFbJQ/s1600/DSCF0077.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vhnWZmJUI/AAAAAAAACMs/1M5DrXtFbJQ/s400/DSCF0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452699840006202690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfrKpSm3I/AAAAAAAACMc/rOamR0I87ek/s1600/DSCF0071.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfrKpSm3I/AAAAAAAACMc/rOamR0I87ek/s400/DSCF0071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697706547026802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfq0jn1JI/AAAAAAAACMU/QLFES652J4U/s1600/DSCF0066.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfq0jn1JI/AAAAAAAACMU/QLFES652J4U/s400/DSCF0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697700617671826" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfqYPfOvI/AAAAAAAACMM/9IAWzEw5kJU/s1600/DSCF0068.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfqYPfOvI/AAAAAAAACMM/9IAWzEw5kJU/s400/DSCF0068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697693017029362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfp-rfGTI/AAAAAAAACME/SXaHTjjioHs/s1600/DSCF0065.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfp-rfGTI/AAAAAAAACME/SXaHTjjioHs/s400/DSCF0065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697686155139378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfpab-y8I/AAAAAAAACL8/Nad2yqA4Rh8/s1600/DSCF0064.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S6vfpab-y8I/AAAAAAAACL8/Nad2yqA4Rh8/s400/DSCF0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452697676426431426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><em>"Why do you call it Trashford C.J? Because it's full of chavs..."</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-48213244527023117202010-03-11T23:59:00.004+00:002010-03-12T00:06:08.788+00:00How to NOT make fake radio.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S5bDBdtruDI/AAAAAAAACLU/zhcl3B4b2po/s400/Down+hill+boobies.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446755229274716210" border="0" /></a><br />Hello you lot!<br /><br />Today I want to talk about some sensitive news stories.<br />It's very rare that I ever have a moment of any kind of mental conflict over whether or not I should say something. I like to think of myself as an example of uncomplicated straight shooting. I like to think that in my <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">part time job</a> I display the kind of calm hand to my findings that a medical professional might find when faced with a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zebra_%28medical%29" target="_blank">Zebra</a>.<br />However, A short time ago on a <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">certain brilliant podcast</a> I was faced with two news stories.<br />Two stories that in the same way as a certain website that will not be named on here, I could <em>"See but not un-see"</em>.<br /><br />What is the proper solution to this quandary?<br /><br />You decide.<br /><br />The first of the stories that shouldn't have ever been <a href="http://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/I+wouldn%27t+touch+with+a+barge+pole" target="_blank">touched with a barge pole</a> on any kind of <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">comedy show</a> was the tradgic story of the <a href="http://www.thejakartapost.com/news/2010/02/18/last-salutation.html" target="_blank">Georgian luger killed in a practice run at the 2010 Vancouver Winter Olympics</a>.<br /><br />The old idiom of <em>"Tragedy plus time equals funny."</em> is not ever something I have ever had in the forefront of my mind. More so the ongoing selfishness of the singular thought of: <em>"Do I find this amusing?"</em> is my mental mistress in these cases.<br /><br />It was during the recording of <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/2010/02/session-29-boobs.html" target="_blank">Session 29 - Boobs</a> that I cracked wise about a man that had been dead only a mere 4 days.<br /><br />I did not only call the deceased olympian a twelve year old, my killer line was: <em>"Save it for the final though right?"</em><br /><br />WOW! When read stark like that I sound like a proper cunt. I seriously recommend, without sounding like a complete fucking sellout that you download <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/2010/02/session-29-boobs.html" target="_blank">Session 29</a> (by clicking the link and right click on the title of the post and "save link as") to really drink in that inflection. It is after all the inflection that will allways give away your sincerity on a subject but will also really sell a solid punch line.<br /><br />I think that it was a well executed line.<br /><br />Much like the carefully edited next story.<br /><br /><a href="http://news.sky.com/skynews/Home/World-News/Saudi-Arabia-Girl-12-Fights-To-Divorce-Husband-80-In-Legal-Test-Case/Article/201002215545298?lpos=World_News_News_Your_Way_Region_0&lid=NewsYourWay_ARTICLE_15545298_Saudi_Arabia%3A_Girl%2C_12%2C_Fights_To_Divorce_Husband%2C_80%2C_In_Legal_Test_Case" target="_blank">Saudi Girl of 12 fighting to divorce her husband of 80 years.</a><br /><br />Whaaaaaat?<br /><br />I'm sorry, for a second there I thought that I read about a story that put my view of the world as some kind of civilised culmination of technological brilliance back about two hundred years.<br /><br />Oh wait, that's exactly what it is.<br /><br />Is this appropriate fodder for what some people will view as <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">"Wacky wacky British comedy hour"</a>?<br /><br />No.<br /><br />Again, I saw the horrific vomit inducing news story, But I couldn't un-see it.<br /><br />Did we tackle the subject correctly?<br /><br />I don't know.<br /><br />But I will leave you with just this one missive.<br /><br />I'm not smart enough to quake a system of media hell bent on spreading misery with a simple pun or poorly constructed joke.<br /><br />When recording I am mostly drunk enough to rip the piss out of a system of media hell bent on spreading misery with a simple pun or poorly constructed joke.<br /><br />With that in mind, why not try it yourselves with some professional advice from a podcast that is not as good as <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">two blokes, drinking beer and talking shit week after week</a>.<br />The one and only <a href="http://www.asitecalledfred.com/category/cabin-fever/" target="_blank">Cabin Fever</a>:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMD3_mR3GBg&hl=en_GB&fs=1&rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMD3_mR3GBg&hl=en_GB&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Water on the brain eh?"</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-34316047572967941032010-02-11T12:51:00.009+00:002010-02-11T18:03:07.316+00:00How to make fake radio.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S3P-aktKOBI/AAAAAAAACJ0/4oFtH6Csj2Y/s400/sign.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436968907649464338" border="0" /></a> Hello you saucy lot.<br />Let me paint a magic "Word Picture" for you all, then show you some actual pictures and then we'll have a short break for refreshments.<br /><br />Last Tuesday, I found myself sitting in the <a href="http://www.dininginkent.co.uk/detail.asp?pid=210" target="_blank">Red Lion public house, Stodmarsh, Kent, (01227 721339)</a> wondering several things.<br />The first three items were quite easy to drum up a conclusion for:<br /><br /><em>"Was the white haired gentleman sitting opposite me making a "round-the-houses", thoroughly amusing anecdote about the modern social trend of binge drinking that we see appearing on the telly box's nightly news?<br /><br />Yes.<br /><br />Had the white haired gentleman sitting opposite me been drinking pints of IPA since 07:30 that morning meaning he had already consumed eight pints that day with the view to consume around another nine or so before he sees his bed?<br /><br />Yes.<br /><br />Is this a brilliant and remarkable moment for all parties involved in this particular conversation?<br /><br />Yes.</em><br /><br />It was the fourth question that really had me stumped:<br /><br /><em>How did I get here and why?</em><br /><br />I like to think the wrinkle in the question was that it was the first one that flew into my head that didn't have a yes or no answer for it.<br />I pondered that question some more whilst eating a delicious King Prawn Phal later that night.<br /><br />I enjoy podcasts (see list below) and am sure that I have mentioned many times to my <a href="http://www.twitter.com/bromleydaz" target="_blank">good friend and co- host Brommers</a> that I'm not even really sure how it is that came to sit in front of microphones, drunk and stuffed full of delicious curry all whilst talking absolute (occasionally funny... honest!) shit week after week.<br /><br />All we know is that at some point we paid half each for a bunch of recording equipment and gave ourselves three goes at making a silly show.<br /><br />We didn't know it was going to be yard stick by which all other podcasts would be judged against... (Do you see how I'm always making the jokes and cracking the wise? <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">Seriously tune in if you don't already</a>.)<br /><br />Now the <em>"Why"</em> has been answered, that leads me on to the <em>"How"</em>.<br /><br />I saw this update on the facebook thinger by one of my favourite listeners and long time blogger buddy <a href="http://crunchboy.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Awesome® Award Winner Christopher Bate</a> and it said:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Liquid-Inspiration-Podcast/178048561133?ref=ts"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S3QAXCzp3VI/AAAAAAAACJ8/O6NljHaVRi8/s400/FB+Podcast.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436971046033546578" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I feel like I should be wearing a cape.<br /><br /><strong><u>Step one - Material.</u></strong><br />What to talk about is always an evolving theme with <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">our show</a>.<br />At one stage we had a sports section that stipulated that to qualify as a noteworthy topic you had to be able to play it with a pint in hand and a cigarette in the other and within a short amount of time we frankly ran out of sports stories.<br />Myself and Daz have always enjoyed ripping the piss out of the events covered in the press and so that is why the bulk of <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">the show</a> is mainly strange news stories. I tend to use several news sites to find our conversational fodder the main two being <a href="http://www.metro.co.uk/home/" target="_blank">The Metro</a> and <a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/" target="_blank">The Telegraph</a>. I don't really care much for <a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/" target="_blank">The Telegraph</a> and certainly wouldn't buy it for my own personal news reading pleasures. In the same breath I would only ever read <a href="http://www.metro.co.uk/home/" target="_blank">The Metro</a> if I had more than six stops on the underground and I had found it on my seat But both of these news sites tend to work for us. I guess I'm saying experiment with your material until you find something that works... By "works" I mean make Daz piss himself laughing.<br /><br /><br /><strong><u>Step two - The gear.</u></strong><br />It's safe to say that when it comes to the hardware really the best thing you should do straight away is throw your PC in the bin and buy a Mac. At the time of starting <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">L.I.P</a> we had about 50p between us and so we did not buy a Mac, instead we cobbled together some interesting theories on what the "best" set up would be and then opted to go with what our gut(s) said. If your gut doesn't talk to you I suggest cutting out some random magazine clippings and putting them in a top hat, keep on picking the clippings out of the aforementioned top hat until one of them has something about recording a podcast written on it, then do what it says on there.<br />We went halves on a <a href="http://www.belkin.com/tunestudio/" target="_blank">Belkin 'TuneStudio'</a>. It's a 4 channel mixer that supports mics with "Phantom Power" which makes it sound really fucking cool. Know what I mean?<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u876wC20FLg&hl=en_GB&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u876wC20FLg&hl=en_GB&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />Ok maybe that's not "really really cool". What is "really really cool" is that it can record straight to your iPod Classic or straight to your laptop / PC / Mac so it gives you more flexibility than some of the more bulky mixers. It really portable too, we record our show in mostly two different locations but if we ever want to record anywhere else we just stick it in a record bag and awaaaaaaaay!!!<br />Microphones were tricky, we took advice from one of the oldest people we know <a href="http://www.twitter.com/jeckles" target="_blank">Mr Jeckles</a> of <a href="http://www.shittyblogradio.com/" target="_blank">Shitty Blog Radio.com</a> notoriety and purchased two <a href="http://www.dv247.com/microphones/behringer-c-1-condenser-microphone--28184" target="_blank">Behringer C-1 Condenser Microphones</a> and table stands. It's what gives the listeners of our show the rich baritone bottom end of my rich baritone bottom.<br /><br /><br /><strong><u>Step three - The cutting room floor.</u></strong><br />The next step is getting those twelve hours of you babbling insanely from the .wav files you have recorded all trimmed down to some kind of respectable size and in .mp3 format.<br />This is hands down the trickiest part of any Session of <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">L.I.P</a> and we bloody well know it! Finding that balance of what is best left in or chopped out is tricky. Try and remember that just because that one thirty second bit is awesome, chopping the ten minutes of not so awesome stuff before it might well leave that thirty seconds sounding a bit strange. During our first attempt back in July '09 myself and Daz recorded what would become <em>"Session minus three (with words and letters)"</em> One take, music tracked up, mics manually faded in and out for an hour and forty minutes. The file was 1GB and it was terrible (Yes! Even by our standards). We still find that we go overboard, <em><a href="http://www.last.fm/music/CJ+Hixon+and+Bromley+Daz/_/Session+22+-+Revenge" target="_blank">"Session 22 - Revenge"</a></em> was 1:21:48 and it's one of our <a href="http://www.last.fm/music/CJ+Hixon+and+Bromley+Daz/+tracks" target="_blank">lowest listened to shows</a>. That's not to say that this will be the case for everyone just that the <a href="http://www.last.fm/music/CJ+Hixon+and+Bromley+Daz/" target="_blank">Last.fm evidence points to that</a> for us. It is at this point that I would like to remind you that throwing your PC in the bin and buying a Mac is going to help you with this as I believe easy to use audio editing software will help you focus better on your material as opposed to the nuts and bolts of lopping out inappropriate jokes about the French.<br /><a href="http://www.apple.com/ilife/garageband/" target="_blank">GarageBand</a> seems to be the most popular...<br />*Blogger just lost 30 mins worth of my writing of this post... Balls*<br />I'll continue, as best I can.<br />I use something that I think is better:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S3QktJJEFPI/AAAAAAAACKM/aAbbKY1ng_M/s400/DSCF0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437011008109679858" border="0" /></a>Bromley Daz, topped up with cold lager with a ten year old laptop nicknamed "The Radiator" and a copy of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adobe_Audition" target="_blank">Cool edit Pro</a> now known as <a href="http://www.adobe.com/products/audition/" target="_blank">Adobe Audition</a>.<br /><br /><br /><strong><u>Step four - Shtooping it up online.</u></strong><br />That's it! You've removed that 40 minute ramble about bendy buses, you've mixed it all down to one .mp3 file, now to really fling that sucker up for the world to see!.. or hear as the case is.<br />I drag the file into the <a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/download/" target="_blank">iTunes</a> where using the "Get Info" right clicker I tag that bastard like tagging is going out style! I add artwork and lyrics to the file so that iPod touch / iPhone users get tasty links when they want to skip forward to hear the latest <a href="http://www.sonofrobot.com/" target="_blank">Son Of Robot</a> offering instead of me dribbling on about wicker... or something.<br />Then the hosting, There's loads out there. we use what was, at the time, the cheapest option <a href="http://podbean.com/" target="_blank">PodBean.com</a>.<br />There are some quirks with it though. Yes it is free. It'll be free for a year if your show is half an hour long and you put up one a month. They charge for ftp uploads and also recommend a terrible ftp client. <strong><em>I</em></strong> recommend <a href="http://www.coreftp.com/" target="_blank">Core FTP Lite</a>. The guy (or gal) that invented that programme can have a round of beers on me it has helped me out so much. It's also quick and really really fucking easy to use.<br /><a href="http://podbean.com/" target="_blank">PodBean</a> sorts out the <a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/download/" target="_blank">iTunes</a> stuff for you automatically generating the feeds and directory listings so you can kick back with a beer and think unclean thoughts about Jessica Alba... If you want to.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S3P-aYs8SmI/AAAAAAAACJs/nYhCfAs40Xk/s400/That%27s+why+he%27s+awesome%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436968904427326050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And you're done!<br />I hope that has been informative.<br /><br />As promised, here is my list of average substitutes for <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/" target="_blank">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a> all of which are available on the <a href="itpc://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/feed" target="_blank">iTunes</a>:<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youlooknicetoday.com/" target="_blank">You Look Nice Today</a><br /><a href="http://cocktailscast.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">Cocktails For Two</a><br /><a href="http://www.popsyndicate.com/podcasts/misinformation_podcast/" target="_blank">Misinformation</a><br /><a href="http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/us_and_americas/us_elections/the_bugle/" target="_blank">The Bugle</a><br /><a href="http://shiftrunstop.co.uk/" target="_blank">Shift Run Stop</a><br /><a href="http://www.smodcast.com/" target="_blank">SModcast</a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><em>"Seriously does anyone remember when this was a music blog"</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-4697555890307764472010-01-29T00:15:00.008+00:002010-01-29T00:42:44.590+00:00Velly Intersetting.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S2Iol-2v8yI/AAAAAAAACHM/dlFhtSMuV70/s400/bono.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431948733555143458" border="0" /></a><br />Oh Hi!<br /><br />So, one thing you should all know is that I am in love with <br /><a href="http://www.quoteunquoterecords.com/" target="_blank">Quote Unquote Records</a>.<br /><br />I feel that everybody <em>NEEDS</em> to download <a href="http://www.quoteunquoterecords.com/qur036.htm" target="_blank">this record</a>:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.quoteunquoterecords.com/qur036.htm"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S2IqyMYNU0I/AAAAAAAACHU/HVjqlq9DPnU/s400/cover.png" alt="Clicky for www.quoteunquoterecords.com deliciousness..." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431951142366827330" border="0" /></a> I see you all as a local child using a hula hoop and I don't double question it!<br /><br />It's a simpler time!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:80%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"BLESS MY TIRED EYES!" </span></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-80909281686275647542010-01-17T11:21:00.002+00:002010-01-17T21:21:59.694+00:00Tales from a dog named Tescos.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dictionary.mictoboy.co.uk/c/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S1LLbnmTCKI/AAAAAAAACEU/9vZSBalnP4Q/s400/AT+AT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427624176281389218" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">The temptation to write "Tails" in the title was nearly too much to bear.</span><br /><br />Hello you!<br />I'd like to tell you a little bit about my newly discovered love of organisation and all things organised.<br /><br />I know what you are thinking. <em>"But C.J! You the most disorganised person I know!"</em><br /><br />Yes. I am.<br /><br />I have attention issues, there is always <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/">some really cool website</a> to be dicking around on, I am frequently re-adjusting my underwear and thinking about yet not writing the album that pours my heart and soul onto glorious .wav format. It is for these reasons that I have decided to take matters into my own grubby hands.<br />My attention span is so bad that when I saw the drawing of the attention horse on Scott Coello's (excellent by the way) <a href="http://cribble.net/2010/scottgoesfreelance/">Cribble.net</a> my first thought was<br /><em>"I NEED ONE OF THOSE!"</em><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cribble.net/2010/scottgoesfreelance/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S1LM0vhQPsI/AAAAAAAACEc/HS9bceA3vDk/s400/horse.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427625707416075970" border="0" /></a><br />Another factor leading up to my newly discovered love of organisation was that my good friend and co-host of <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a> the self styled man about town without pants <a href="http://www.twitter.com/bromleydaz">Bromley Daz</a> has recently given up smoking. Now my default reaction in past years has always been a negative one in this situation. I have made comments about how <em>"That last cigarette was so good it makes me want to strangle baby seals and hump Jessica Alba"</em><br />or <em>"That last cigarette was so good it makes me want to strangle baby seals whilst humping Jessica Alba"</em> and on one occasion <br /><em>"That last cigarette was so good it makes me want to strangle Jessica Alba and hump baby seals"</em>.<br />Although I was charmingly inebriated when I said that last one... <br />...I think.<br />Anyway my point is that this time I realise that <a href="http://www.twitter.com/bromleydaz">Old Dazzer</a> has made a new years resolution and unlike the new years resolutions most people make he is actually going through with it to the bitter, bitter, crabby, grouchy, bitter end.<br />I belive that this move by him was a catalyst for what I was about to do next.<br />Unlike previous form I decided to completely support his decision to be a bit better smelling, slighty financially better off and a rampant homosexual.<br />Quite out of charicter for me to do so but it got me thinking.<br />Perhaps it was a good time for me to reflect on the things that I feel I could change for the better in my life. <strong><em>That</em></strong> is a list as long as my leg. A sample:<br /><br />*Lose festive weight.<br />*Get hair trimmed.<br />*Adjust underwear.<br />*Tidy bedroom.<br />*Write blog post.<br />*Lose pre-festive weight.<br />*Sort out car.<br />*Adjust underwear.<br />*Comment on <a href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/">Gus Greeper.com</a>.<br />*Organise mp3s.<br /><br />This reads as nothing more than a to do list. A to do list that will...<br />eventually... get done... eventually.<br /><br />Enter this stories hero:<a href="http://www.merlinmann.com/"> Mr Merlin Mann</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.43folders.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S1LLUMdH0-I/AAAAAAAACEE/R4OI67DcjUc/s400/merlin-mann-outdoors.jpg" alt="Clicky for 43 Folders.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427624048736064482" border="0" /></a><br /><em>"How does this chair surfing, bespectacled, sweater wearing chancer help you?"</em> Is something you may ask in your head whilst reading this with one eye and gawking at your Twitterfox with the other. Possibly.<br />He has helped me in several ways.<br />One thing that happened two nights ago was absolutely genius! And I don't mean like iTunes genius or anything.<br />Actual genius that actually <strong>WORKS!</strong><br />I listened one of the many <a href="http://www.43folders.com/podcast">43 Folders Podcasts</a> which was a talk that <a href="http://www.twitter.com/hotdogsladies">Merlin</a> did for google about something called <a href="http://inboxzero.com/inboxzero/">Inbox Zero</a>.<br />I then went over to <a href="http://www.43folders.com/2007/07/25/merlins-inbox-zero-talk">43 Folders.com</a> and found a message stating:<br /><em>"it’d be swell if you wanted to share the video of the Inbox Zero talk via your own blog or web site. Here’s the copy-and-paste embed code:"</em><br />How refreshing! Seriously! How many people would willingly share their stuff around all willy and indeed nilly? Answer? Not that many.<br />And so, because he invited me to do so in such a nice way:<br /><br /><embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=973149761529535925&hl=en" flashvars=""></embed><br /><br />Did you enjoy that?<br /><br />I don't care.<br /><br /><em><strong>I</strong></em> enjoyed it and for the purposes of this tale that is all that counts.<br />I have had the same <a href="mailto:sassy_gold@hotmail.com">email</a> account since 2005. It normally takes me between 15 to 30 minutes to check new email and reply to the old ones. This new idea seemed like one that could apply to me.<br />So sure enough two nights ago in just under an hour and a half I deleted 4'500 emails, archived 200 of them and sat back in awe of the glow of an empty email inbox.<br />This got me thinking:<br /><br /><strong>a)</strong><em>"What other advice this man(n) can give me?"</em><br /><br />and:<br /><br /><strong>b)</strong><em>"Can this email solution be applied to my life in other ways?"</em><br /><br />Just as option '<strong>b)</strong>' popped into my head I saw <a href="http://www.43folders.com/2005/09/12/building-a-smarter-to-do-list-part-i/">this post</a>... It was like my mind was being read, questions answered, problems solved and then being posted 5 years ago online with by a bloke with a great sense of humour. It literally blew my mind.<br /><br />Up until now I have only ever been aware of <a href="http://www.twitter.com/hotdogsladies">Merlin</a> on the excellent<br /><a href="http://youlooknicetoday.com/">You Look Nice Today</a> podcast.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://youlooknicetoday.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S1LLURdWFoI/AAAAAAAACEM/01bOgqtefEg/s400/YLNT.png" alt="Clicky for You Look Nice Today." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427624050079176322" border="0" /></a><br />And whilst I am clearly running the risk of sounding like an enormous pompous brown noser, I humbly suggest that whilst everyone feverishly downloads lots of episodes you absolutly <strong>must</strong> include the episode entitled "<a href="http://youlooknicetoday.com/episode/where-ham">Where Is the Ham?</a>" as I belive that it was that particular show that made me want to get into podcasting when I grow up.<br /><br />Again for evidence that I won't be growing up any time soon please visit <a href="http://www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com/">www.liquidinspirationpodcast.com</a>.<br /><br />So that's it.<br /><br />Thank you Merlin.<br /><br />And Thank <em>you</em> for reading.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Um… this is a little rant of mine that I’m gonna quickly go through. I have this theory… I dunno if you wanna call this blogging, personal publishing, insert-your-favorite-gerund for putting things on the web that you made. There’s a controlling metaphor for this that means a lot to me, and it’s… I tried to write this down in a way that’s clear, so I’ll read this.<br />Topic times voice. Or, if you’re a little bit more of a maverick, obsession times voice." - Merlin Mann 2009</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-8935050614354911492010-01-11T21:24:00.003+00:002010-01-11T21:37:27.937+00:00I wish people were more like dogs.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/S0uQhIpYyeI/AAAAAAAACDc/TXdoSBK97JI/s400/dog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425589075029051874" border="0" /></a><br />I have had it with some people.<br />I am not a very good journalist, and I very seldom provide a fair and balenced view on pretty much anything that approaches me in my life.<br /><br />Futher more I am a Pit Bull.<br />My friends find this out about me when I feel that someone, a situation or a sample of internet based insincerity has shat on them. I am one hundred times more angry, dogged, mean and really fucking sweary right back in the face of whatever has caused my friend's grief.<br />That is why If you feel that you <em>would</em> like a fair and balenced view on this the contents of this post, I belive you can find it <a href="http://cdslash.net/2010/01/messenger/">here</a>.<br /><br />So I will say no more on this matter than, <em>"Adam & Corinna. Move to England. I am sick of seeing so much pettiness in your city. People unnecessarily making problems and picking away at them. Also the beer is much better over here."</em><br />I sound like such an old hippy, and that is why I have decided not to fly into my usual red mist of scotch and swearing.<br />Some of the people I know make me want to try harder than that.<br /><br />Some words from a better writer and person than me. <br /><br />My friend:<br /><br /><a href="http://gusgreeper.com/blogging/former-runner-up-banned-from-best-of-604/">Former Runner Up: Banned from Best of 604</a><br />The rage I feel right now is nothing new. But the difference between what happened then and now is me, I am new, in a healthy head space. I am no longer suffering a clinical semi functional breakdown and the problem with being in a healthy head space and feeling this way is that I have to find new ways to deal with it. I can’t freak out and start throwing stuff or threatening to harm myself, I can’t just take a handful of prescription drugs and head to bed and forget about it because as I’ve stated over the past few months, I’ve been out of the year plus long breakdown and my head is finally above water. So all I feel right now is pain, and hurt, and anger. I feel betrayed, used, screwed over. I’ve been feeling like this since March and despite my best efforts I can’t hold it in any longer, even at the threat of charges being filed against me for alleged harassment.<br /><br />This goes way back, in March 2008 I entered breakdown mode. I was hospitalized, it is all on the blog. I was also on the Bloggers Bowl for Big Brothers Team and was friends personally with all the bloggers on the team when it was formed; the main blogger running it, we’d been friends since new years 2006, off our blogs. The details are irrelevant except for the part where I threatened to throw down the gloves because things started to fall apart with this group right around this same time and I was upset, not even remotely in my own mind and made a stupid comment that has since that very day never ceased to be used against me when needed by the organizer and her husband. Having been friends for the amount of time we were, she and her husband knew full well the only person I had ever harmed with violence was myself. I apologized to everyone on the team even those who I had not insulted and took responsibility for what I said. I was deeply embarrassed and ashamed that my depression and my temper where getting away from me to that extent.<br /><br />Enter me early last year, still trying to recover from the breakdown which had originally been brought on by my relationship with my parents falling apart. Take a that a step further, my parents were now in Indonesia and at the time all we knew was that my mother was having a breakdown and was in the hospital and completely terrified of my father. Here came the hardest time I have ever faced in my life. For people who weren’t reading at the time, there is no Canadian Consulate in Bali, you have to deal with Australia but you obviously have to deal with them through Indonesian laws. To say I was dealing with a lot would be an understatement: Three consulates, foreign affairs, the hospital, and all the while trying to keep my dad from finding out our plans, which consisted of Adam flying to the other side of the world in under 72 hours to rescue and bring my mother home not knowing how she really was or what my father was really capable of under these circumstances. I did this with no help except from my husband and the legal contacts and dealing with my mother completely out of her mind and in hysterics. I was a wreck and at the time although I had no idea how to feel about my father, I was still an only child at 31, about to watch my parents go through a divorce after 39 years of marriage and after they had already retired to Bali.<br /><br />Just for the record, i am not trying to condone my actions, only to say that both parties would have had to avoided twitter for weeks to be unaware of my state of mind, because they were both following me and I wear my heart on my sleeve.<br /><br />March is Earth Hour month, and I realize now that we were both playing the keep your enemies closer card but we had agreed to work together on Earth Hour. The organizers were following myself, her, and one other blogger as the main people highlighting the event in Vancouver. The year prior my post was the first one up on the event in the city but by the time March 2009 rolled around my blog was just an alley compared to her traffic. I still managed to get my post up, it wasn’t as good as I wanted, I hadn’t promoted the event to the degree I had wanted to but I did my best given the situation I was in and when her post came out there was no link to me and I was livid. Were this just a regular post I wouldn’t have cared, she had done this to me before where she knew I was doing something that someone had done a talk on, for example, and intentionally left me off the linking of bloggers participating in whatever. But I never saw it coming, having the carrot yanked back over a CHARITY while I am in family emergency mode and nothing makes sense anymore.<br /><br />I flipped, at first I was sort of calm, but for me this was the final straw, I’m sure she saw this as payback for a nasty post I had written within a day or two of the part of my breakdown where I was taken to hospital via ambulance having overdosed on clonazepam, seroquel and a bottle of wine. I never took the post down because I wanted it left as an example of what not to do when you have a massive fallout with someone and to this day I’ve spoken to numerous people who still have no idea who I was talking about as I never did use names. It was for the most part the depressed ravings of a mind with a raw deal.<br /><br />I have all the emails exchanged between us but they are on another hard drive, and to be honest I only glanced over the response which unfortunately turned out to be the one that must have said something about me leaving her alone and not contacting her again, because when I sent her back her post with the exact line where my link should have been and she still refused to deal with me and honour our agreement, I made it a point to call her a cunt. But what I did read of her response was so insensitive and again, this is charity we were dealing with here, one that having been friends she KNEW meant A LOT to me. Where I completely fucked myself was when I couldn’t leave it at that. I could hardly see straight, Adam was watching this happen, he tried to get the computer away from me, but I was out of control, how does ANYONE do that to someone when they KNOW that their life is literally falling to pieces around them, for real not just blog drama bullshit, real life shit that my family is still dealing with; we are a family, but things are different. I couldn’t get control over the fact that she took advantage of me at a time where I was at my lowest, I didn’t get to be the person that Earth Hour dealt with because my blog wasn’t what it was back in 2006. I’d found Twitter and though I’ve always had a solid supportive reader base I’ve never wanted to be a social media maven, I just want to blog, I just want to write. That is all this is for me, and that is all it ever was, somewhere I could be myself and write, even prepare for a novel. But the small amount of popularity this blog brought me was so threatening to her that she had to shut me up for good, leaving me basically not allowed to even have opinions anymore and voice them. I just wanted to support a charity that I care about, I wasn’t trying to gain anything, I wanted to help spread the word. I couldn’t believe someone could be so cruel at a time of such disaster and I just couldn’t leave it at cunt, I was so distraught I do not remember exactly what I said but it was something to the effect of “don’t fucking fuck with me, I am so fucking sick of you fucking with me” or “if you fuck with me again… “. As a friend put it, “what did she think you were going to do, walk up three blocks and bang on her buzzer?”. I don’t know what she thought, but instead of calling my husband, or emergency medical services, or even just taking a step back and thinking of anyone but herself for two seconds, she missed the chance to realize that the Vancouver police may have other more pressing matters than breaking up a chick fight that never happened.<br /><br />She wanted to charge me with harassment. If this same situation had happened in 1999 when people still talked face to face, it would have gone something like this:<br /><br />me: so fuck you bitch you didn’t give me credit for that paper and you promised cunt face<br /><br />her: don’t talk to me like that<br /><br />me: i’ll talk to you however the fuck i want to talk to you, you fucked me over, did i mention yer a CUNT?<br /><br />her: i’m leaving now you are scaring me<br /><br />me: well then stop fucking me over<br /><br />(no cops)<br /><br />Cops didn’t arrest me, she just apparently didn’t exist after that.<br />I wasn’t charged with anything, but the officer’s suggestion to basically clam up was the real goal of her legal threat.<br />But see after she did this she continued to follow me on Twitter under other accounts she ran and for a while I let her, seeing if she’d come to her senses and we could talk like civilized people. I knew from the get go that she hadn’t unfollowed Adam, and still had him listed as a friend on Flickr, meaning he could see all of her photos, even ones blocked for friends and family only. I had taken her and her husband off my Flickr immediately. A few months went by and I realized that not only was she still following me on Twitter under a different account, my photos were appearing regularly on her husband’s Flickr homepage, and she still had my husband listed as a friend.<br /><br />I messaged the mr, this problem was between the girls, and told him that what they were doing was malicious. Keeping me at bay while still accessing my life was having it both ways, I felt totally played but I cut contact as suggested all the while knowing that was what she wanted all along. I offered to drop the whole thing, and again, offered to act human. We both got dropped as requested, and they were out of our lives.<br /><br />But you try living online and avoiding people.<br /><br />This morning I woke up to find myself blocked from a contest that last year I won runner up in. If you read the comments on my Best of 604 post, the post by the blogger who finished behind me, and the comments made by the organizer herself, in most circles I am considered the winner. This in no way means that I can’t be nominated, but honestly I don’t feel I deserve to win, I didn’t blog for three months of last year, mostly due to this mind you, it was one of the most violating and cruelest things someone who actually knew me had ever done to me. But the fact remains I’m blocked. She is going to be interviewing past winners and well, I’d be one of those, the category I was in had the most blogs nominated and most votes cast and I didn’t even do one post on it, until after. I have never openly campaigned for anything I’ve been nominated for in my life.<br /><br />If somebody nominates me this year, all I want is some maturity instead of the smoke show and tear gas. If we ladies can’t get along, how can we expect peace in the Middle East? We both got hurt, but it was a speedbump miles and miles ago, a dime on the horizon. It never should have come to this. And I am sickened by us both.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><em>"I wish I could self reflect like that."</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-71041911001570904712009-12-13T07:08:00.000+00:002009-12-12T23:22:52.357+00:00Top 5 for 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDsVSoVb0I/AAAAAAAAB_I/AIMN2b1ys5g/s1600-h/Propa1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDsVSoVb0I/AAAAAAAAB_I/AIMN2b1ys5g/s400/Propa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413586602621759298" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">I wouldn't trust them with 20p let alone how ever far I can throw them.</span><br /><br /><br />Hello You!<br /><br />Does any fucker remember when this thing was a music blog? Seriously!<br />This url was some kind of music blog in 2006!<br />Honest! I was there!<br /><br />Whatever...<br /><br />Here it is, the list that in many respects should actually be a top ten, halved, bastardised and thoroughly buggered in the face with two spatulas, a tennis racket and a very pale and flaccid penis.<br /><br /><u><strong>Quick Disclaimer:</strong></u> It would be silly of me to include any <br /><a href="http://www.sonofrobot.com/">Son Of Robot</a>.<br />Every song released since time began is a poor man's Son Of Robot and thus none of their releases will be included in this post in order to give the other "Near do wells" a fighting chance.<br />It is also worth mentioning that there was a shortlist of 27 albums for me to choose from, I could've rated them all and trimmed off a top 10 quite easily.<br />This list is five albums that I find fun, touching, calming, aggressive and brilliant.<br /><br />Oh do enjoy!.. And we're off!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><u>5) The Century Of Self -<br />...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead</u></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDszPtrnDI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/mGteHOXcZ14/s1600-h/the-century-of-self.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDszPtrnDI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/mGteHOXcZ14/s400/the-century-of-self.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413587117234953266" border="0" /></a><br />Release date: February 17th<br />Record Label: Richter Scale Records<br />Web: <a href="http://www.trailofdead.com/">www.trailofdead.com</a><br />Plays on my Last.fm: 302<br />Noteworthy Tracks: 2) Isis Unveiled, 3) Halcyon Days, <br />4) Bells Of Creation, 6) Inland Sea.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><u>4) Walk Is Godlike -<br />Chotto Ghetto</u></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDszS1Ul0I/AAAAAAAAB_g/btvvZm8zQyg/s1600-h/Chotto+Ghetto-walk+is+godlike.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDszS1Ul0I/AAAAAAAAB_g/btvvZm8zQyg/s400/Chotto+Ghetto-walk+is+godlike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413587118072305474" border="0" /></a><br />Release date: April 15th<br />Record Label: Quote Unquote Records<br />Web: <a href="http://quoteunquoterecords.com/qur026.htm">www.quoteunquoterecords.com</a><br />Plays on my Last.fm: 200<br />Noteworthy Tracks: 2) Between King And Clean, <br />4) In The Wharehouse Of The 7 Sins, 5) Liquid Diamond Lipstick, <br />8) Tattooed Holidays.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><u>3) Them Crooked Vultures -<br />Them Crooked Vultures</u></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDtfKRkWsI/AAAAAAAAB_o/FXDpgiTf7Cw/s1600-h/Them+Crooked+Vultures.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 392px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDtfKRkWsI/AAAAAAAAB_o/FXDpgiTf7Cw/s400/Them+Crooked+Vultures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413587871689104066" border="0" /></a><br />Release date: October 26th<br />Record Label: Interscope / Sony Music<br />Web: <a href="http://www.themcrookedvultures.com/us/home">www.themcrookedvultures.com</a><br />Plays on my Last.fm: 231<br />Noteworthy Tracks: 2) Mind Eraser, No Chaser, 5) Elephants, <br />6) Scumbag Blues, 7) Bandoliers, 8) Reptiles, 11) Caligulove, <br />13) Spinning In Daffodils.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><u>2) The Eternal -<br />Sonic Youth</u></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDtfXsfoEI/AAAAAAAAB_w/5CAAIzZ0Yyk/s1600-h/SY+The+eternal.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDtfXsfoEI/AAAAAAAAB_w/5CAAIzZ0Yyk/s400/SY+The+eternal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413587875291701314" border="0" /></a><br />Release date: June 9th<br />Record Label: Matador Records<br />Web: <a href="http://www.sonicyouth.com/">www.sonicyouth.com</a><br />Plays on my Last.fm: 193<br />Noteworthy Tracks: 1) Sacred Trickster, 2) Anti-Orgasm, <br />5) What We Know, 6) Calming The Snake, 7) Poison Arrow, <br />8) Malibu Gas Station, 9) Thunderclap For Bobby Pyn, <br />10) No Way.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><u>1) Supporting Caste -<br />Propagandhi</u></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDsVsz1oKI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/5RbCWNwBSRQ/s1600-h/Propa2+cover.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SyDsVsz1oKI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/5RbCWNwBSRQ/s400/Propa2+cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413586609649328290" border="0" /></a><br />Release date: March 10th<br />Record Label: G7 Welcoming Committee Records, Smallman Records, Hassle Records.<br />Web: <a href="http://propagandhi.com/">www.propagandhi.com</a><br />Plays on my Last.fm: 696<br />Noteworthy Tracks: 1) Night Letters, 2) Supporting Caste, <br />4) Dear Coach's Corner, <br />6) Human(e) Meat (The Flensing Of Sandor Katz), <br />7) Potemkin City Limits, 9) Without Love, <br />11) The Banger's Embrace, 12) Last Will & Testament.<br /><br /><br /><br />I hope you have all enjoyed this list, and may it improve your CD / Vinyl collection in the near future.<br /><br /><br />Your Mum told me to tell you to pick up milk on the way home.<br /><br />Now go away.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"When the credits finally, roll for this the, worst story ever, told don’t bother, sifting through the names, for yours or anyone you know. Unless they were by chance a shepherd king, a virgin birth, a resurrection, a messianic prince or some such childish thing. You can storm the edit suite or move to block its theatrical release, but I think we can safely guarantee, that there will be no revisions to the script made on behalf of a supporting cast(e)... Yes."</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-45993057806097925532009-11-29T03:55:00.000+00:002009-11-28T20:04:20.886+00:00Slick back my hair, you know the devil's in there so keep one eye open baby!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themcrookedvultures.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sw8CE86NpmI/AAAAAAAAB9g/mB-cxXZTakQ/s400/TCV2+TOP.jpg" alt="Clicky For TCV site." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408543961588278882" border="0" /></a> Does anyone remember when this place was a music blog?<br />No?<br />I guess I'm the only one then.<br />Enjoyable music for me as of late has become a bit few and very much far between. Scratching to find something interesting here, turning over a rock and discovering something gold there.<br />The topic for today's post walked right up to me and punched me square on the nose.<br />It walked right up to me and punched the world square on the nose.<br />Balls... I sound like a fan boy.<br />At least I haven't included a picture of some musicians playing a game of Bar Billiards, Darts or ladies Snooker...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themcrookedvultures.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sw8CFPUE8YI/AAAAAAAAB9o/kHSfo_jz0p0/s400/TCV3.jpg" alt="Clicky For TCV site." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408543966528598402" border="0" /></a> ...Damn.<br />Well at least I can say I am a man of taste.<br />My taste may not be so easy to please in this day and age but to bastardise a famous, favourite quote of a buddy of mine:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">"You can turn your back on a person, but never turn your back on music. Especially when it's waving a razor-sharp hunting knife in your eye."</span></span><br /><br />What more can I say other than <a href="http://www.themcrookedvultures.com/us/home">here</a> is something you should drop to your knees for.<br />Lap <a href="http://www.themcrookedvultures.com/us/home">it</a> up you beautiful bastards.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.themcrookedvultures.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sw8CEsAZ_LI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Z5D8nUtzJXY/s400/TCV.jpg" alt="Clicky For TCV site." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408543957050850482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >"This is W.O.M.B the womb; And if you my pets learn to listen, I'll let you crawl back in. Here is <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iBckNeRMXDY">something</a> you should drop to your knees for and worship, but you are too stupid to realise yourselves, a song for the deaf; That is for you."</span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-45581511456487379332009-11-09T23:51:00.000+00:002009-11-10T15:04:30.551+00:00The real "King of Beers"... It's Bromley Fucking Daz!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://obeygiant.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SvirwRy2afI/AAAAAAAAB8I/JzwCq7KYSgI/s400/obey.jpg" alt="Clicky for OBEY." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402256598929664498" border="0" /></a> I'm an old git a(t he)art.<br />I bloody LOVE this guy's work! <a href="http://obeygiant.com/">OBEY</a>.<br /><br />Hello you!<br /><br />Just a few quick words. Today I went to the doctors. I'm going to have a chest infection within the next few days. I thought i'd nip it in the bud nice and early. Paracetamol is apperently the answer. Whilst covering my mouth and skipping tracks on my iPod inside the waiting room I started thinking about my good friend and podcasting pal <a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/">Bromley Daz</a> and the conversations we have been having recently about our <a href="http://youcouldbeawesome.blogspot.com/">Awesome® Award Winning podcast</a>.<br />He is the perfect co-host for any <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">premium beer fueled podcast</a> in actual fact if you were to interview me and ask for one quotable line about old Brommers for your story it would have to be:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"I have used the phrase 'Furiously masturbating in a cupboard' 100% more ever since meeting Bromley Daz"</span></span><br /><br />And that kind of is the point of this post. Some people may well be familier with <a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a>. (I don't think I've ever mentioned it. I know I have never mentioned the fact that it is now available on the world on iTunes!)<br /><br />Last week he, certainly to my eyes, displayed why he is indeed the sharp witted comedic driving force for our show. This display may well have happened on an <a href="http://shittyblogradio.com/">inferior podcast's chat room</a>, or not.<br /><br />Here are my highlights:<br /><br /><em>"bromley daz› heeeey, i'm listening<br /> bromley daz› live.<br /> bromley daz› for once.<br /> bromley daz› is this as good as your chat room gets?<br /> bromley daz› i can have as much fun using notepad listening to the 'podcast' version."<br /><br /><br /> "bromley daz› did i send mail?<br /> bromley daz› was i drunk?<br /> bromley daz› you have guns in the states, right? play trick or treat russian roulette. every sixth person gets a trick. in their head.<br /> bromley daz› YEEEE HAH"<br /><br /><br /> "parker› meth is not a scedual 1 drug. i e it can be persribed<br /> frig› meth was around in the midwest way back when.<br /> parker› it's a stimulent you like a stimulent - caffinee<br /> bromley daz› caffeine is tasty<br /> frig› crap...I need to take care of boy.<br /> parker› meth = permentant brain "changes" tho<br /> bromley daz› CH CH CHANGES!<br /> parker› yay if I can derail sports talk into drug talk<br /> Nicole› parker LOL<br /> parker› ultimate movie on meth "spun" great entertainment<br /> bromley daz› i cooke a lasagne once and set a kitchen on fire. even legal shit can be dangerous inf youre drunik"</em><br /><br />And my personal fave:<br /><br /><em> "bromley daz› i love beer.<br /> bromley daz› yeah they have toilets<br /> bromley daz› but they're not always open<br /> bromley daz› sometimes i have to piss in a burger king cup and throw it out the door at Otford<br /> bromley daz› hells yeah<br /> parker› i see numberous bottles of piss on the side of the road<br /> bromley daz› we also have the cornish pasty company<br /> parker› drunk on a train prob safer than drunk in a car<br /> bromley daz› @ parker: im a train driver<br /> parker› oh guess your not a bar in the train then I can imagen that<br /> parker› like a dinner car on a train<br /> parker› those exist somewhere im thinkin<br /> bromley daz› no, just a hip flask. a big one."</em><br /><br />*Furiously clapping in a cupboard*<br />Brilliant even with a lack of sleep and a shit load of beers.<br />Well done Sir! So proud of you.<br />I have recently been reflecting on what <a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/">myself and Dazzer do week after week</a>. Work, Pub, Taj Mahal deliciousness, Beers, Press record, Beers, Press stop, Beers, Give away for free on the internet, Beers, Lather, Rinse, Repeat.<br />It's like hanging out with us via the interwebs.<br />What a brilliant idea!<br />I couldn't honestly do it without him. He edits pissed better than Radio 4 edit sober FACT.<br /><br />Whilst pondering all of this I remembered that there was one part of <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/">CJ's Crisis</a> that escaped the mass deletion of '09, and that would be the three massive <a href="http://cjscrisis-highfriendsinplaces.blogspot.com/">"High Friends In Places"</a> posts I had to write a year ago to get me through a whole "I'm sick of cunts on the internet... Should I even bother blogging anymore?" period I was going through at the time, ironically it is the only thing that remains of original, circa 2005 to 2009 <a href="http://cjscrisis-highfriendsinplaces.blogspot.com/">CJC</a>.<br /><br />I'm going to start another sort of <a href="http://cjscrisis-highfriendsinplaces.blogspot.com/">"High Friends In Places"</a> type thing.<br />Not because I'm all indifferent about blogging. Just because it's important to know who your friends are.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/">Corrina Carlson @ Gusgreeper.com</a><br /><a href="http://crunchboy.tumblr.com/">Christopher Bate @ crunchboy.tumblr.com</a><br /><a href="http://www.sonofrobot.com/">Son Of Robot @ Sonofrobot.com</a><br /><a href="http://www.lukus.co.uk/">Lukus @ Lukus.co.uk</a><br /><a href="http://www.cribble.net/">Cribble @ Cribble.net</a><br /><a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a><br /><br /><br />In the mean time this post is for my buddy Bromley Daz!<br /><br /><br />Cheers!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>"Once more in to breaches I cannot gap. One more chance to second guess your thoughts. My friends said that you would be a tough nut to crack.<br />Come back lets settle this up…"</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-35703055867535539882009-10-27T06:56:00.000+00:002009-10-27T00:07:09.216+00:00You know from the get go, it's over.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thistownneedsguns.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SuYpOOPag6I/AAAAAAAAB7I/s9SShgPeoOE/s400/TTNG1.jpeg" alt="Clicky for This Town Needs Guns site." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397046527767774114" border="0" /></a><br />Hello friends, not lovers.<br /><br />What a beautiful fucking week and a half this is!<br /><br /><a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-pepper-jones-and-slapper-palace.html">Phaedra</a> Tied the knot!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-pepper-jones-and-slapper-palace.html"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SuYvY95179I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/I7yn24aB2jg/s400/phaedra.JPG" alt="Clicky for Phaeds on CJC." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397053309430656978" border="0" /></a> CONGRATS! I'm pretty fucking stoked aboot that. Those guys are awesome together!<br /><br />As a fan might surmise from the title, Yes! I'm going to see <a href="http://www.thistownneedsguns.com/">This Town Needs Guns</a> in the jovial city of <a href="http://www.visitbrighton.com/">Brighton upon the Hove</a> tomorrow night.<br />They made one of my favourite albums of '08 and as much as I shouldn't point one in these kinds of directions:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thesirenssound.com/2009/05/31/this-town-needs-guns/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SuYpOVKAG_I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/lYduU-C0e6w/s400/TTNG2.jpg" alt="Clicky for The Sirens Sound This Town Needs Guns Page." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397046529624120306" border="0" /></a> I suggest you <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Animals-This-Town-Needs-Guns/dp/B001F3QJFQ">buy</a> the album <em>"<a href="http://www.thistownneedsguns.com/blog/?page_id=5">Animals</a>"</em> as it truly is a piece of awesomeness and choc full of delicious musicianship.<br />I'm buying a T-shirt and some fucking vinyl in that place like you wouldn't believe!<br /><br />Talking of buying a T-shirt and some fucking vinyl. I went to see <a href="http://www.last.fm/music/This+Will+Destroy+You">This Will Destroy You</a> last Wednesday in swinging London Town.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SuY2U8XilRI/AAAAAAAAB7g/SRL8vBBErQk/s1600-h/TWDY1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SuY2U8XilRI/AAAAAAAAB7g/SRL8vBBErQk/s400/TWDY1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397060936880264466" border="0" /></a> Myself, my buddy Reeves and my good friend <a href="http://www.last.fm/music/CJ+Hixon+and+Bromley+Daz">Bromley Daz</a> had a boozy awesome time, the band were great and I should've picked that fucking LP up when I saw them last year as they were all out of jeffing stock! Burgers. Good night though. Delicious.<br /><br />I predict that a Lotto win is in my near future.<br />Very much like yours is tuning in to the <a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/">podcast that makes all other podcasts sound like they're all channeling dead, crazy, shit radio personalities.</a><br /><br />Now <em><a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">that</a></em> is the anti-burgers.<br /><br />Delicious.<br /><br /><br /><br />C.J<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><em>"You know from get go it’s over, it’s already meant from the start, and you know from get go, it’s already fallen apart. You know in time as much would’ve happened to us, our feelings blow out like a lamp light."</em></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-71855003506872057812009-10-16T07:40:00.000+01:002009-10-15T23:45:16.599+01:00Hello Sir! Good Week?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/StebgJjzXrI/AAAAAAAAB64/UVhf0ykOsuo/s400/dont-be-late.jpg" alt="Clicky for L.I.P" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392950055423663794" border="0" /></a> Hello You!<br /><br />I have written some mail over a three week period to one of <a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast's</a> free legal advisers a <a href="http://www.shittyblogradio.com/">Mr Jeckles</a>. He has a radio show and as of right now I have not heard one of these delightful missives read aloud.<br />(Well the one I did hear really rather lacked gusto and thus has been stricken from my memory)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.shittyblogradio.com/">Shitty Blog Radio</a> around 04:30 GMT be there or be in bed like the rest of the proper English speaking sensibles...<br /><br />Oh Do enjoy you lucky old things:<br /><br /><br /><br />"Hello Sir!<br /><br />EPIC FAIL OF A WEEK?!?!?!?!?<br /><br />You should've listened to me and old Dazzer, Surely the mail bag section could've salvaged and "Shtooped" up online?<br /><br />I'll keep it brief as I am sure you are going to be keen to read out the last two prior emails I have sent you on this weeks show.<br /><br />I have taken it upon myself to script a unique dramatic play highlighting your technological troubles that assumedly and apparently plagued and persistently postponed the prompt and punctual procuring of SBR last week.<br /><br />Find below a short extract from Act 1 Scene 4 for of the play I have titled:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><u><strong>The Tragedy of Jeckles, Prince of Denmark</strong></u></span><br /><br /><u><em>Act 1, Scene 4, The Tragedy of Jeckles, Prince of Denmark:<br /><br />Enter JECKLES, HORATIO, and MARCELLUS</em></u><em><br /><br />*A flourish of trumpets, a light guff, ordnance shot off, within, also a wispa gold is present upon the table*</em><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />What does this mean, my lord?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />The king doth wake to-night and takes his rouse,<br />Keeps wassail, and the swaggering up-spring reels;<br />It's most likely a simple case of turn it off at the mains<br />and i'm sure the only thing the fucker hasn't tried is<br />learning how to operate OSX... Ha ha... pickled onion<br />in the lunchbox! Oh yeah and the kettle-drum<br />and trumpet thus bray out. What the fuck is that about?<br />The triumph of his pledge.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />HORATIO</span><br />Is it a custom?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />Ay, marry, is't:<br />But to my mind, though I am native here<br />And to the manner born, it is a custom<br />set up, the hard drive is larger than is<br />normally stock in such models. Cheeses<br />fucking Christ I have no idea where to even<br />start trouble shooting this fucking thing...<br />Service pack two? I thought this was<br />fucking Vista?!<br />They clepe us drunkards, and with swinish phrase<br />Soil our addition; and indeed it takes,<br />Do you have a Red Bull spare? This shit is<br />going to take all fucking night!<br />From our achievements, though perform'd at height,<br />The pith and marrow of our attribute.<br />So, oft it chances in particular men,<br />Where the fuck is ESPN? So one might rant<br />about Farve and humbly a modest career in and<br />payment of none for nothing more than ripping<br />Brett a new one, That for some vicious mole of nature in them,<br />As, in their birth - wherein they are not guilty,<br />Since nature cannot choose his origin--<br />By the o'ergrowth of some complexion,<br />What the fuck Ravens?<br />To his own scandal.<br />So there you go.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />Look, my lord, it comes!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Enter Ghost</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />JECKLES</span><br />Angels and ministers of grace defend us!<br />What the fuck is that about?!<br />Be thou a spirit of health or goblin damn'd,<br />Bring with thee airs from heaven or blasts from hell,<br />Be thy intents wicked or charitable,<br />Thou comest in such a questionable shape<br />That I will speak to thee: I'll call thee Jeckles the Geek!<br />King, father, royal Dane: O, answer me!<br />Let me not burst in ignorance; but tell<br />Why thy canonized bones, hearsed in death,<br />Have burst their cerements; why the sepulchre,<br />Wherein we saw thee quietly inurn'd,<br />Hath oped his ponderous and marble jaws,<br />Liketh the bloketh in the James Bond films...<br />To cast thee up again. What may this mean,<br />That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel<br />Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon,<br />Making night hideous; and we fools of nature<br />So horridly to shake our disposition.<br />With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?<br />Say, why is this? wherefore? what should we do?<br />So there you go.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />I thought you got a cream for that?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />SHUT THE FUCK UP!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ghost beckons Jeckles</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />It beckons you to go away with it,<br />As if it some impartment did desire<br />To you alone.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MARCELLUS</span><br />Look, with what courteous action<br />It waves you to a more removed ground:<br />But do not go with it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />No, by no means.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />It will not speak; then I will follow it.<br />I have some editing to do, but i'll follow<br />this chap about rather than crack on<br />with the task in hand. That'll waste<br />some time, then I'll finally get that ten hours<br />of delicious rest and perhaps awake in the morn<br />and send some delicious nudes of Kristen Bell to<br />liquidinspirationpodcast@googlemail.com<br />For I believe 'tis the Doth Cometh that requests<br />such debauchery in the first place.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />Do not, my lord.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />Shut the fuck up Horatio. Privy! I have<br />some amount of things not once. Not Twice.<br />Not Thrice not even to the power four..............*fades into background*<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />What if it tempt you toward the flood, my lord,<br />Or to the dreadful summit of the cliff<br />That beetles o'er his base into the sea...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />These things are grouped in sixes!<br />May the gods have mercy!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />... as I was saying,<br />The neighbors have started to call you the<br />"long haired lover from Liverpool"<br />I for one have witnessed how the small children<br />taketh the pisseth out ofeth oneth tieth dyeth...<br />Touch me... I'm real...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />It waves me still.<br />Go on; I'll follow thee.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MARCELLUS</span><br />You shall not go, my lord.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />Get yer grubby mits off!!<br />What are ya? some kinda cunt?<br />Fuck off!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />Be ruled; you shall not go.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">JECKLES</span><br />My fate cries out,<br />Don't be such a cunt mate.<br />I'll show her the Johnny Cash on me Super Bock;<br />See if she's up for it, alright me old china?<br />If she's a winner you shall not hear from thee<br />If it's a no go i'll give ya a bell on the dog alright?<br />And makes each petty artery in this body.<br />I say, away! Go on; I'll follow thee.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Exeunt Ghost and JECKLES</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />He waxes desperate with imagination.<br />She's never up for it.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MARCELLUS</span><br />She's from the North for a fucking start!.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />Have after. To what issue will this come?<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MARCELLUS</span><br />I'll say! Something is rotten in the state of Denmark.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />No, i'm pretty sure he got some cream for that.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">MARCELLUS</span><br />Nay, let's follow him.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">HORATIO</span><br />Pervert.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Exeunt</span><br /><br />(Open Brackets, That's end scene by the way. Close brackets)<br /><br />I happen to think that this short piece of classic literature sums up our current standing between your good self and technology.<br /><br />Please find attached the last few missives for your reading pleasure on tonights show Sir.<br /><br /><br />C'mon! YOU CAN DO IT!<br /><br /><br />Yours<br /><br /><br />C.J "Meet the new Bard, Same as the old Bard" Hixon<br /><br /><br /><br /><u><strong>"Wank" - By C.J Hixon esq</strong></u><br /><br /><br />Hello Sir!<br /><br />What a pile of WANK!<br /><br />Of course the ideal missive I am desperately attempting to bestow upon yourself on this, the chilliest and indeed darkest of October eves is "Good week?"<br /><br />I add my usual opening greeting precariously as I am undoubtedly certain that the only conceivable answer to it's earnest and down right upbeat demeanor is a negative one (open brackets, In your usual style old man, close brackets) and I fear that in the unlikely event of your response being one that is chipper and dare I say blithe, the following communication may well strike a pang of pure consternation amidst your soon to be quivering (open brackets, currently vibrating, close brackets) vocal chords.<br /><br />What the fuck was that last week? I know you had technical troubles and tribulation, Not a problem. It's the style for the show renowned for it's technological grandeur, seriously Sir, If you will insist on a spiders web of cables and several computer systems simultaneously synced together you are going to receive podcasting problems. Take a leaf out of myself and Old Brommer's book, I'm fairly certain we could set that little mixer on fire and we'd still be able to record the Worlds favorite drunken Podcast called Liquid Inspiration Podcast (open brackets, Now available on something called the iTunes so i'm informed, close brackets)<br /><br />No Sir, I am talking about the other two issues:<br /><br />1)Your theories as to my writing abilities and technique.<br /><br />2)The Texan's abundance of enthusiasm.<br /><br />I shall embark on setting these obvious and unnecessary wrongs to right in order of speed and attention span.<br /><br />I have been pondering a statement of yours from last weeks show for many days and sleepless nights now. It was a confusing statement to make to quote your good self:<br /><br />"He tries to compose these [emails] in such a way that they are extremely difficult to read so that he can have a good laugh listening to me trying to read them, Um, I also think he picks his words so that you run into a bunch of alliterations and he Picks where he Puts his Popping P's so he can hear that sound on the microphone, Um, It, it, it's a big game I'm fairly certain."<br /><br />I have picked apart this statement in a myriad of diverse and increasingly diverse approaches. I now feel that after putting my amazing English mind to commission for so many days (open brackets, and aforementioned sleepless nights!, close brackets) I am now in a position to illuminate your pseudo, ostensible and indeed so-called theory somewhat.<br /><br />It was the third day of torturous thinking when I sat at my kitchen table counting the beads of condensation rolling down the slender frame of a bottle of "Shnëllhünd Überfix IPA" My mind ringing with only the constant babble of "extremely difficult to read" and "you run into a bunch of alliterations" and "difficult to read"... It hit me!<br />Why didn't you say something sooner? You poor thing. All this time you've been struggling away, How rude of me. Not once did I ever think to send you an email in American. You've been trying to translate a different language live on the air whilst I, as rude as I am, had the cheek and down right nerve to presume that you read fluent English. I apologise whole heatedly and vow to make my emails simpler, less concise and much more basic in future.<br /><br />Now, to the second sensitive situation regarding rambling Random Nicole.<br />To quote your sensible self Sir "What the fuck is that about?!"<br /><br />I'm a man of simple pleasures Sir, one of which happens to be sending my weekly communiqué to SBR. Give me a large quantity of cold, premium strength beer and an Awesome Award Winning delicious king prawn phall from the Awesome Award Winning Taj Mahal Curry House, Torrington Road, Ashford and I can churn out shitting Shakespeare!<br />Admittedly the bare bones of the tale described in my last electronic masterpiece was detailing the length of time it took me to complete the dreary and rather comfortless task of cleaning my living room carpet. However, using my powers of word smithery and consuming the chilled, alcoholic and delicious contents of my chiller I gleaned the skills to jazz the text up in a way that even Charlie fucking Mingus would ask if there need be so many notes in the sax solo!<br />Choice fucking phrases such as "high octane and adrenaline fuelled", "Bromley Daz must have been abducted by the Stasi!" and "On fire at time of delivery" and she couldn't even even deviate one notch on pitch or volume? I supply Fleming-esque espionage with hits like "S.A.S sniper had been looking for one through a telescopic night sight from several miles away", "Glamour model" and "Hugh Heffner wouldn't complain" and I receive nothing but quiet, beige, monotone tedium.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">UP WITH THIS I WILL NOT PUT!</span><br /><br />You may remember on Liquid Inspiration Podcast Session 9 - Nudes that old Dazzer had recited a rather interesting story about a twenty six year old man in Sweden that was embarking on a ninety day experiment to see if his breasts, when pumped at three hour intervals, could produce milk. A gentleman with a medical PHD mentioned that there is a chance of the twenty six year old, breast obsessed Mr Benkson could indeed produce milk. My statement on that show then is even more relevant in this email now. You can do it. You're just not trying hard enough.<br /><br />I know that you Sir, have a great deal of verbal ability.<br />You can almost see in your minds eye, the sheer trauma, disappointment and misery that I was experiencing whilst listening to, possibly the best email I've ever written be drawled all over.<br />It's a handicap being this English and well educated with nowhere to vent your spleen you know. So don't deprive me of one of my favorite basic pleasures, No! Basic human right Sir.<br /><br />I challenge you to read it right now Sir!<br />Read it with all of the pizzazz, gusto and full blown comedic value that I have grown to love and you have grown to tolerate.<br /><br />YOU CAN DO IT OLD BEAN!!<br /><br />(open brackets, please find below last weeks aforementioned delicious email, close brackets)<br /><br />Be Proud, Be the best bloody radio host you can be!<br /><br />C.J "Kent is the place of origin for 90% of the worlds complaint letters. That is a fact" Hixon<br /><br /><br /><br /><u><strong>"Washing Carpet" - By C.J Hixon esq</strong></u><br /><br /><br />Hello Sir!<br /><br />Good week?<br /><br />This email is a bit long. I have highlighted all of the necessary phrases in bold and in large 14pt size for if you feel the need to preserve time and merely gloss over this missive if required.<br /><br />Jesus shitting Christ on a bike, flipping the bird and scratching his "Jacobs" whilst steering with his knees! I Missed my weekly deadline last week! I missed it even after saying live on air that:<br />*add smug undertones* "I never miss a Jeckles Email" well, In my stupid fucking face.<br /><br />Silly Welsh hardcore types 'Mclusky' this week with a favorite of mine, good for the early morning commute, the track "Lightsabre Cocksucking Blues" for your eventual enjoyment.<br /><br />Well I suppose you would enjoy a plausible reason for the absent and complete droppage of 50% of the quality writing on your last show (Open Brackets, Daz informs me that he iphoned his mail in from bed whilst scratching his Nuts... By 'Nuts' I presume he was referring to his 45'000 strong collection of <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">antique and assorted Walnuts and Acorns...</span></span> perhaps the word "Scratching" is a nut collectors term for polishing or storing nuts in order of size or something. I don't know, I'm not a professional "Nutologist". Close Brackets)<br /><br />NO SIR!<br />My excuse is laden with much more <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">sexual</span></span> innuendo than that!<br />Thursday night I was <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">"WASHING CARPET"</span></span> Good god how I wish that was a euphemism... Around 23:00 I sat down to arrange miscellaneous doings online, Organise my Amazon recommendations, post pictures of mildly disfigured and interesting looking dog turds in brown paper bags on eBay insisting that they will be: <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">"On fire at time of delivery"</span></span> provided buyer resides within a 25 mile radius of the Dartford Crossing", Re-read the most entertaining write ups found on http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com, Email your good self and of course look at pictures of clay pipes on google images and rate them out loud to nobody other than myself.<br /><br />I have been putting off a tawdry chore for the best part of a week. That grubby living room carpet.<br />As you may well know my hetro-life-mate Porky Bert the world famous "Pieologist", <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Glamour model</span></span> and gravy enthusiast also happens to reside in my abode.<br />He jeffing loves nothing more than attempting to free those silly Australians from their temperature rich incarceration by attempting to dig them out from the top side. An <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">ambitious plan</span></span> that I fear would require more gusto than his porky paws could ever manage to gust.<br />I do appreciate <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">the cut of that boys jib</span></span>. His subsequent attempts have left aforementioned carpet in a state of <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">grubby disarray</span></span> and thus the plan had came upon me to utilize the modern and convenient "VAX Carpet Washer" that was a thoughtful and yet thoroughly underwhelming birthday gift from my now ex-girlfriend several years ago.<br /><br />It looks like your average vacuum cleaner Sir. Think of it, vacuum cleaner in size, shape and look. What does one surmise in such a situation? Here's my theory at 23:10 Thursday night:<br />"It takes me 15 minutes to hoover that fucking carpet. Even if it's not the goliath of carpet cleaning that I have built it up to be in my head it'll take me no longer than an extra 10 sodding minutes to wash that <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">bastard</span></span> until it's sparkly clean and to a such a high standard that even <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Hugh Heffner wouldn't complain</span></span> about taking a dump on it whilst requesting some star struck and delusional 20 something to lick up his dirty brown contents off of it..."<br /><br />.... That is the exact thought that ran through my <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">filthy mind</span></span> as I pondered this the dullest of most casual tasks.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"I'd best get myself prepared"</span> Thought I as my hand stretched out for my gardening gloves, wrench, electric toothbrush and iPod Touch with the freshest, most enjoyable and indeed latest installment of Liquid Inspiration Podcast already cued and ready to play on it. "Jesus H Christ, I think this would be next to impossible without you little iPod" I whispered under my breath to the over priced shiny machine as I slid it's tender frame into the left hand side of the <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >R.A.F Combat</span> Shorts that were at that stage two clear days over it's washing period. <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />"God forgive me for what I am about to do..."</span></span><br /><br />An hour or so later a red hot cherry on the end of a <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">cigarette</span></span> on the end of a frustrated C.J could've been spotted outside my house had an <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">S.A.S sniper</span></span> had been looking for one through a telescopic night sight from several miles away.<br />I was spent, exhausted. The carpet had worn me down and the fucker was only half finished.<br />I gathered my wits about me. I called the one man that I knew would know how to compose himself in such a <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">high octane and adrenaline fuelled situation.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"Come on damn it pick up! Pick up! Pick up the GOD DAMN iPHONE!"</span></span> I concluded that my comrade in podcasting, <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Bromley Daz must have been abducted by the Stasi!</span></span>.. or indeed polishing and /or storing in order of size his 45'000 strong collection of<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> antique and assorted Walnuts and Acorns...</span><br /></span><br />That jeffing carpet took the best part of two and a half fucking hours to clean in which time I drank too many beers to count and promptly fell asleep at around 01:35ish.<br /><br />That Sir is why you did not receive any mail from me last week. All because of that fucking stupid carpet.<br /><br />My bad Sir. Have another track that won't listen to by way of apology. 'John Smith' Live at the Roundhouse Camden Town London with an awesome version of the Queens Of The Stone Age classic "No One Knows"<br />I challenge you to find a better version, I challenge you to find a nicer and more talented guitarist, I challange you to play scrabble with John. I did last year... I lost.<br /><br /><br />Have a great show Sir and remember...<br /><br />Some of your listeners overly pimp your show on the "Awesome Award Winning ®" Liquid Inspiration Podcast It's the podcast that has 25s of listeners every bloody week. Also four chinese can't be wrong...<br /><br />Please accept my short missive as apology for messing up your shows quality standard for one week.<br /><br />Be proud, be Liquid Inspirationally Podcastilly Shitty<br /><br /><br />The Freeballin' C.J Hixon<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><br />"I know exactly what you're thinking...<br />...you would rather be listening to <a href="http://www.sonofrobot.com/">Son Of Robot</a>..."</span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-24996662524832832112009-10-14T19:48:00.000+01:002009-10-14T11:48:32.369+01:00Changez Le Disque!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.atpfestival.com/Events/Pavement.php"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/StJXg-fd1tI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/oz-U88mBaHw/s400/Pavement.jpg" alt="Clicky for Pavement ATP site!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391467927958312658" border="0" /></a> Have I mentioned I'm seeing <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pavement_%28band%29">Pavement</a>?<br />Shit!<br /><br />Hello friends! It's been a while since I have posted hasn't it? Well I think that's because of a combination of... wait... hang on.<br /><br />PAVEMENT!<br /><br />SHIT!!<br /><br />AWESOME!!!<br /><br />I have a shit load of gigs coming up that I am fucking excited about actually:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.atpfestival.com/Events/Pavement.php"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/StV3g59MG8I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/2vUj-7sGRjQ/s400/Gigs.JPG" alt="Clicky for Pavement ATP site!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392347536043023298" border="0" /></a><br />Now where was I? Ahh yes, I'm going to die. WOAH! At <em>some point</em> NOT RIGHT NOW... I hope... any way It came to my attention that for the last two years I have been fairly fucking miserable. This came to a climactic and disturbing head just before I went away to <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-pepper-jones-and-slapper-palace.html">Canadia</a>. I decided that the best way to pull yourself out of a massive rutt was to drink as much as possible and invite fun into my life as often as I can. Which is what I have <a href="http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/09/26-eits-atpr.html">done</a> as <a href="http://thedusseldorfandheimlichbrewingco.blogspot.com/2009/10/session-10-taj-mahal.html">often</a> as I <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2009/oct/08/pavement-curate-all-tomorrows-parties">can</a> using this simple and easy to understand flow chart:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.atpfestival.com/Events/Pavement.php"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/StV5aK-8LZI/AAAAAAAAB6g/hmO2X96IP7M/s400/happy.jpg" alt="Clicky for Pavement ATP site!" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392349619377941906" border="0" /></a> Not to be confused with this easy to follow flow chart:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://achewood.com/index.php?date=10092009"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/StWpiEWdYZI/AAAAAAAAB6o/6qmbhsAT36k/s400/Ray.gif" alt="Clicky for Achewood." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392402531594625426" border="0" /></a> So you may be able to appreciate that when the opportunity to bang on about my aforementioned <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2009/oct/08/pavement-curate-all-tomorrows-parties">Pavement festival excitement</a> I am going to take it.<br />It's not like I have any other real fun at any other time of year.<br /><br />I hate Christmas. I hate my Birthday. I love Pavement. That is Awesome.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >"Oh fuck off, I'm not even drunk."</span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-48504378003716980772009-09-16T19:58:00.000+01:002009-09-17T00:04:12.124+01:0026?! EiTS & ATPR<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny7j95qxI/AAAAAAAAB38/gSCmaVDN1eU/s400/ATPR2.JPG" alt="Clicky for After The Post Rock." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098334951844626" border="0" /></a>
<br />Fuck...
<br />I'm 26. How did that happen?
<br />A year has passed since the last stupid birthday is how.
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<br />Hello Smellys!
<br />I'd like to tell you all about my recent birthday and tell the tale of how a young man fell slightly in love... With a Corsa Van.
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<br />Exhausted by this summers <a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://cjscrisis.blogspot.com/2009/07/joe-pepper-jones-and-slapper-palace.html">"Awesome Vacationism"©</a> and various goings on in realms of life that I have no control over, My birthday this year was spent... At home.
<br />I was tired. There's always cold beers and cider there. My vinyl and CDs are there. I kind of like it there. However, one cannot live in solitude around one's birthday.
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<br />You all remember Scott? My free "Legal Advisor" yeah? The beard to the left:
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmSRhiN_mdI/AAAAAAAABqA/cRaFsW4NlZc/s1600-h/scott+me+and+MTH.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmSRhiN_mdI/AAAAAAAABqA/cRaFsW4NlZc/s400/scott+me+and+MTH.JPG" alt="Clicky for bigger." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569461784943058" border="0" /></a> He who has many "LOLOLOLOL" on the instant messenger thinger right?:
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny8--9TnI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Bc4C85VrD0o/s1600-h/Me+and+Scott+Conversation.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny8--9TnI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Bc4C85VrD0o/s400/Me+and+Scott+Conversation.jpg" alt="<span class=" clicky="" for="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098359383903858" border="0" /></a> Well, he's only gone and fucked off up north to speak even more Japanese than before.
<br />We stuffed the sum total of his life into the back of this tiny van:
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SqoT8iE9dpI/AAAAAAAAB5E/yUaj-a5M794/s1600-h/corsa+van.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SqoT8iE9dpI/AAAAAAAAB5E/yUaj-a5M794/s400/corsa+van.JPG" alt="Clicky for bigger." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380134635508168338" border="0" /></a> ...and we hit the bricks.
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<br />After unloading the tiny van and moving everything up 5 flights of stairs I rest in an armchair, dripping with sweat, wheezing and exhausted. I had driven us a little shy of 300 miles. I felt the need for rest. Scott walks into the room wearing a fresh t-shirt and a perplexed look on his face, checking his watch.
<br /><em>"We'd better go. Doors open in 50 minutes."</em>
<br />What he was referring to was <a href="http://www.last.fm/event/1040778+Explosions+in+the+Sky+at+The+Leadmill+on+7+September+2009">Explosions In The Sky at The Leadmill</a>, you know <a href="http://www.explosionsinthesky.com/">Explosions In The Sky</a> right? Well that in it's self is a treat on any given day. What I was not prepared for was an evening of lovely people able to crack wise and accept a tired C.J in his natural late night kebab eating state.
<br /><em>"Who are these people?"</em> you may well ponder. The sensible and tolerant souls from <a href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/">afterthepostrock.com</a> were in attendance to greet Scotto in the North.
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<br />Pictures:
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny8dBj41I/AAAAAAAAB4M/ARdCY222J2w/s400/ATPR+EITS.jpg" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098350268015442" border="0" /></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny8BeVIGI/AAAAAAAAB4E/AfXfL0nrIWk/s400/ATPR+EITS+2.jpg" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098342872490082" border="0" /></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SqnzFRfAg8I/AAAAAAAAB4k/ScC5Emfz9dE/s400/Drunken+Messaginginging.JPG" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098501789123522" border="0" /></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sqny9LjIdaI/AAAAAAAAB4c/0-qo0_hMlCE/s400/EiTS1.JPG" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380098362756855202" border="0" /></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SqoT8Ps06OI/AAAAAAAAB48/SdJ4f9FMot0/s400/ME+and+Scott+ATPR.jpg" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380134630575106274" border="0" /></a>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SqoT7-JLfBI/AAAAAAAAB40/HyeXzpmjK_o/s400/Me+and+Ed+ATPR.jpg" alt="Clicky for afterthepostrock.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380134625862188050" border="0" /></a>
<br />Do you see that? I hugged loads of them! One guy was even...
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<br />You know...
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<br />...Scouse.
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<br />And even though he was Liverpudlian scum and we found him crying in the pub we all ended up in, we managed to console and slightly alienate him none the less.
<br />Delicious.
<br />So awesome were those cool cats from <a href="http://afterthepostrock.com/forum/">ATPR</a>, I even sang their praises on <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/2009/09/12/session-6-lonely/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast Session 6 - Lonely</a>. A rare and delightful treat for them I'm sure... maybe... perhaps.
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<br />And that is the short, drama filled, alcohol fuelled story of how I feel the need to drive a shit Diesel Corsa Van more in the future.
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">"Thanks to Lottie for the pics. Quote of the night still stands as:
<br />Ed: "I'm going to prove I'm not gay"
<br />Us: "Okay?"
<br />Ed then runs off to a couple walking out of the venue taps them on the shoulder:
<br />Ed: "Hi, I'm Ed from the Internet!"...Delicious"</span></span>
<br />C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-14752310982430596082009-09-03T08:48:00.000+01:002009-09-03T00:48:44.180+01:00Maybe this is the "Fail Whale" of internet posts...If the "Fail Whale" was fucking awesome!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhhm-k9DnI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/PqyQk9kwNvo/s1600-h/01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhhm-k9DnI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/PqyQk9kwNvo/s400/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366146278272863858" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> (all pics by @gusgreeper, @abc4 & a surprising amount by @cjscrisis)</span><br /><br />*Disclaimer*<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Hello Sausage & Mash fans!<br /><br />C.J here. Well this is an un finished post. I have hit the ground running since my visit to the English county of <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/2009/07/30/session-1-canadia/">Canadia</a>. I used to censor this blog for items that fall into three main categories. In a last ditch of censorship I will merely mention that one of those categories no longer exists due to a departure. and that is all I will say on the whole stupid fucking matter. However, this "Mystery Reason" is why this blog has stayed fairly dormant for the best part of a month... also I was on holiday for one week of missed posting. So here is the unfinished post from my adventures in the colonies Dated 04/08/09.<br /><br />Don't worry. Daddy still loves you.<br /><br />Eat up and enjoy you hooligans...<br /><br />C.J</span>"<br /><br /><br />*Original post from 04/08/09*<br /><br />Hello boo!<br /><br />I started this post during my last full day of Canadian fun... Piss and Shit that was good times!<br />I'm seriously going to need to get some money together and move out there methinks.<br /><br />I will be renewing my gargantuan opus writings of the <a href="http://cjscrisis-highfriendsinplaces.blogspot.com/">"High Friends In Places"</a> posts in the coming couple of months. I think it's time for another trio of installments, seeing as I had the foresight enough to not save them in the usual place and subsequently they survived the great <a href="http://cjscrisis-highfriendsinplaces.blogspot.com/">"CJC"</a> delete of '09.<br /><br />Some things have happened, and when things happen <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">certain people</a> tend to call it news. Who knew?<br /><br />On Sunday lots of handsome, young (and old) ladies and gentleman gathered in droves to be happy and jovial:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhdn3Ka8KI/AAAAAAAABxg/ino6xiTJFoE/s1600-h/40.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhdn3Ka8KI/AAAAAAAABxg/ino6xiTJFoE/s400/40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366141895415885986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnhdnnnVwbI/AAAAAAAABxY/XtyBFYu5fpc/s1600-h/41.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnhdnnnVwbI/AAAAAAAABxY/XtyBFYu5fpc/s400/41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366141891242213810" border="0" /></a><br />Also there was an oppotunity to become <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Bailey_%28photographer%29">David Bailey</a> for a few minutes as<br /><a href="http://hitthejagspot.com/">Just a Girl</a> of <a href="http://hitthejagspot.com/">hitthejagspot.com</a> notibility was riding pillion in the start of the parade as part of the <a href="http://www.vancouverpride.ca/event-calendar?id=66">Dykes on Bikes</a>. Because I was roasting in the heat I felt as though I had achieved something by clicking one or two stable photos.<br /><br />Wicked!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe0l7jf7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/zCpDinEWZ2U/s1600-h/26.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe0l7jf7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/zCpDinEWZ2U/s400/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366143213640056754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnhehP-iOAI/AAAAAAAABy4/5EroohBQUfU/s1600-h/29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnhehP-iOAI/AAAAAAAABy4/5EroohBQUfU/s400/29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366142881329461250" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnhehpApCcI/AAAAAAAABzI/rEQvHs2rdvw/s1600-h/27.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe1StTqmI/AAAAAAAABzo/bccE9yHXMik/s400/23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366143225659894370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe1JH1UeI/AAAAAAAABzg/0cmy-PrIqt4/s1600-h/24.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe1JH1UeI/AAAAAAAABzg/0cmy-PrIqt4/s400/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366143223086797282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe04rXj6I/AAAAAAAABzY/_zVUpJVkyC8/s1600-h/25.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Snhe04rXj6I/AAAAAAAABzY/_zVUpJVkyC8/s400/25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366143218672439202" border="0" /></a><br /><br />If you are so inclined, pics from my visit to the Canadias can be seen <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gusgreeper/sets/72157621677678901/">here</a>, <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gusgreeper/sets/72157621741203587/">also here</a>, and of course <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gusgreeper/sets/72157621813943265/">here as well</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >"What is it? It's a Mojave!"</span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-39540540748374413432009-08-03T07:35:00.000+01:002009-08-03T08:30:32.727+01:00This has got to be the "Jurassic Fight Club" meets "Mantracker" of blogs...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJSJw4eRI/AAAAAAAABtA/4QFJ8-lB-bs/s1600-h/01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJSJw4eRI/AAAAAAAABtA/4QFJ8-lB-bs/s400/01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365626951010122002" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> (all pics by @gusgreeper, @abc4 & a surpirsing amount by @cjscrisis)</span><br />Ahhh... Nothing quite like a delicious <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">Puck Face Lager</a> to wash your holiday down with eh?<br /><br />The heat is still high. the photos are, as always, still awesome.<br /><br />PHOTO MASH HOY!:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJSa7ZBJI/AAAAAAAABtI/MuKNo-F5-hE/s1600-h/02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJSa7ZBJI/AAAAAAAABtI/MuKNo-F5-hE/s400/02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365626955617600658" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJSpUJ92I/AAAAAAAABtQ/hytaabR0oS4/s1600-h/03.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJSpUJ92I/AAAAAAAABtQ/hytaabR0oS4/s400/03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365626959479568226" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaJS6VaXwI/AAAAAAAABtY/9EYAWbt-0Mc/s1600-h/04.jpg"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnaLCLj0ZXI/AAAAAAAABwg/2QNMkV5bUz8/s400/29.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365628875637548402" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Insert witty comment here..."</span></em>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-9039870615000168452009-07-30T16:22:00.000+01:002009-07-30T17:09:36.172+01:00It's the 'Dot Com' that makes us international...(I'm the only broken record on this show.)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnG-yDXRvqI/AAAAAAAABs4/L4c31oMptMo/s1600-h/group+shot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnG-yDXRvqI/AAAAAAAABs4/L4c31oMptMo/s400/group+shot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364278398280646306" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> (Pics by @ABC4 & @CJ_and_Daz)</span><br />Hello you!<br /><br />Did I mention that i'm in <a href="http://www.cbc.ca/sports/hockey/hockeynightincanada/">Canadia</a>?<br /><br />I introduced <a href="http://www.twitter.com/abc4">Alex's Brothers Cousin</a> to <a href="http://www.belowtopsecret.com/forum/thread164083/pg1">Geordie Star Wars</a> last night. He confessed afterwards that as funny as he had found it he only followed aboot a third of the dialogue. You be the judge:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b2c4Fr2J_q4&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b2c4Fr2J_q4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnG8Atkq7sI/AAAAAAAABsw/BUIoh9H4eGM/s400/talking.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for Gusgreeper." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364275351594397378" /></a><br />Yesterday also featured the recording of the first ever "proper" session of <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a>. We had always known that the recording of <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">Session 1</a> would coincide with my visit to the colonies but with a little inexpensive technology purchase and a smidge of British "outside of the box / In the shed" style thinking, we were able to record as normal. <a href="http://gusgreeper.com/">Corinna</a> sat in as a special guest and it made for a truly international podcasting sensation!<br /><br />Clicky <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">here</a> to download the show!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmTcPtp06hI/AAAAAAAABqQ/HpDJLj4apq0/s400/logo1+bw.bmp" alt="It's the .com that makes us international." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360651618988911122" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"It's the constant banging on aboot it that makes it international"</span></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-77844905335380231212009-07-29T00:27:00.001+01:002009-07-29T19:27:49.842+01:00Joe Pepper Jones and the Slapper Palace.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCGi847agI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Gq_U9aNv7qM/s400/1cor.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for gusgreeper.com" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935091216837122" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> (all pics by @gusgreeper & @ABC4... one pic by @cjscrisis)</span><br />Hello you insatiable lot!<br />I am having a wicked awesome time here in the city of Vancouver. <br />So much fun!<br />Due to my camera being <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_slang#Definition">half inched</a> before my flight out here, the vast majority of the pictures of my trip over here have been lovingly snapped by <a href="http://gusgreeper.com/">Corinna</a> or <a href="http://www.twitter.com/abc4">All Bother Chips</a>.<br /><br />Now, many of you may remember a short while ago me and Joe met two stoners in a pub and took a ride on the tube surrounded by fans. Remember? You may have even seen some of handsome Joe's <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=116299&id=513812931&l=5525cba7f0">Facebook pics</a>?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=116299&id=513812931&l=5525cba7f0"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCLFMdDGYI/AAAAAAAABso/Z6SB906dIjY/s400/bobby+tube.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for the Facebook pics of Joe Pepper Jones." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363940077556930946" /></a><br />Well I had a surprise when I arrived here last week:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gusgreeper/sets/72157621677678901/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCGjoOZTLI/AAAAAAAABsg/-f8t7sxJ8Yg/s400/1pheads.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for Mrs Carlson's Flickr." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935102849600690" /></a> Phaeds being in vancouver was a big surprise and an awesome one!<br /><br />But It's still a thousand degrees out here as Vancouver battles the heat wave and so, true to my lazy lazy style...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Random photo mash!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm-K0AevEdI/AAAAAAAABrY/p3jKFHZ5TWc/s1600-h/gang.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm-K0AevEdI/AAAAAAAABrY/p3jKFHZ5TWc/s400/gang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363658307308294610" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/gusgreeper/sets/72157621677678901/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCGjNWRzRI/AAAAAAAABsY/1a-bXICO-mM/s400/1gus.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for Mrs Carlson's Flickr." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363935095634906386" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFrot8xjI/AAAAAAAABsI/PeI2OHO4CPI/s1600-h/phaeds+me+rail+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFrot8xjI/AAAAAAAABsI/PeI2OHO4CPI/s400/phaeds+me+rail+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363934140909274674" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFmYRlkNI/AAAAAAAABsA/9ofRRcgwwe8/s1600-h/phaeds+me+rail.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFmYRlkNI/AAAAAAAABsA/9ofRRcgwwe8/s400/phaeds+me+rail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363934050595999954" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFl5KK0nI/AAAAAAAABr4/FQ7Hize-HFA/s1600-h/joe+rail.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFl5KK0nI/AAAAAAAABr4/FQ7Hize-HFA/s400/joe+rail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363934042243388018" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFlvVs8vI/AAAAAAAABrw/ygtHLJkyV8g/s1600-h/all+the+monkies!!!!.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFlvVs8vI/AAAAAAAABrw/ygtHLJkyV8g/s400/all+the+monkies!!!!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363934039607407346" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFlf19_lI/AAAAAAAABro/P-FBnqoayEo/s1600-h/abc4+railway.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFlf19_lI/AAAAAAAABro/P-FBnqoayEo/s400/abc4+railway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363934035447774802" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFlIGx4lI/AAAAAAAABrg/JiVFVw9eYqU/s1600-h/abc4+rail.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SnCFlIGx4lI/AAAAAAAABrg/JiVFVw9eYqU/s400/abc4+rail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363934029075833426" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm-Kz1R0V2I/AAAAAAAABrQ/akRbvUuXGbM/s1600-h/wooly+joe.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm-Kz1R0V2I/AAAAAAAABrQ/akRbvUuXGbM/s400/wooly+joe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363658304301324130" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm-Jl9jy7uI/AAAAAAAABrI/DiM1rqCCM_U/s1600-h/joe+sleep.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm-Jl9jy7uI/AAAAAAAABrI/DiM1rqCCM_U/s400/joe+sleep.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363656966494416610" /></a><br /><br />A big thank you for funsies to <a href="http://www.twitter.com/abc4">Also Bemuses Cats</a>, <a href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/">Mrs Carlson</a>, <a href="http://mojave.fm/">Mojave</a>, <a href="http://twitter.com/Ms_Spockette">Ms Spockette</a> and Phaedra.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Now there's a concept I can't get enough of, one man and his monkey"</span></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-40463828321956080792009-07-27T20:16:00.000+01:002009-07-27T21:46:38.222+01:00What is a Mojave?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Sm4QNJKMwdI/AAAAAAAABq4/DYBRAV-ZNEQ/s400/3758739548_db369c9753.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for the best worst show on the internets" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363242024227881426" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> (Pic by @ABC4)</span><br /><br /><div>Nobody knows what it is!<br /><br />Hello you silly billies!<br /><br />I trust you have all found <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">this quality item</a> and if you haven't then I strongly suggest that you do, It now is also available on iTunes. Just search <a href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a> in the iTunes store. It's free you fool! You might as well.<br /><br />I am still alive and looking like a man from the past here in Canada despite the <a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/british-columbia/story/2006/07/21/bc-heat.html">insane heat</a> and the plentiful and delicious alcoholic beverages.<br /><br />I am however, today, very very hungover and so I have taken it upon myself to write a small info update here.<br />This week I have mostly been critiquing the cultural differences between the beautiful country of Canada and smelly old Blighty.<br /><br />These are updated several times a day and can be found <a href="http://www.facebook.com/C.JHixon?ref=name">here</a> and also <a href="http://www.twitter.com/cjscrisis">here</a>.<br />Some might say this is somewhat of a cop out of a post, I am sure that I will be posting many many pictures of my visit here over the next few days. For now be quiet and enjoy:<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: I met a chap from Ipswich last night. Canadians will let anyone through the border. #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: Canadians are very forgiving when you "Bruce Campbell" their morning coffee. #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: Have just enjoyed a delicious bowl of what the indigenous people call "Kraft Dinner". #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: Omnipitant beings apparently cancel fireworks out here. #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: The Geordie accent does not translate over here. #GeordieStarWars #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: Freezers here feature slabs of actual "Arctic Sensibility" perfect for beer o'clock. #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: showers also feature a binary hot/cold dial... Fancy! #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: Squirrels in Canada roam the streets wealding baseball bats and foul language. #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: spotted @jeckles "Soul Beard" whilst gobbing off on: <a href="http://www.jecklesradio.com/">http://jecklesradio.com</a> #Canada #SBR<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: Marlboro Reds are made by B&H out here. #Canada<br /><br />C.J Hixon culture update: I have seen these small countries driving around the city and have discovered that they are called "trucks". #Canada<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"What is it? It's a mojave!"</span></span></div>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-54275720058023515602009-07-24T14:59:00.000+01:002009-07-24T15:25:57.954+01:00Oh Canadia... (not a typo)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yvr.ca/"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/Smm_BhWHIHI/AAAAAAAABqw/_14Cbqgrukg/s400/yvr1.jpg" border="0" alt="Clicky for YVR... the place not the track." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362026864213172338" /></a> Hello you!<br /><br />If you were not aware I am in Canada. Vansterdam! For The Win!<br /><br />The next few posts will be typed on a mac on the other side of the world to where these things generally get punched out one fingered on an antiquated six stone laptop. I'm thinking that this is going to work out just fine.<br /><br />I received a bit of a massive treat last night.<br />I listened to a full episode of <a href="http://www.jecklesradio.com/">Shitty Blog Radio</a> LIVE! Because of the time difference rather than it being on around 04:00ish it was on around 19:00ish. I even got <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skype">Skyped</a> onto the show with <a href="http://www.twitter.com/abc4">All Bottoms Crinkle</a>, <a href="http://www.gusgreeper.com/">Mrs Carlson</a> and <a href="http://gusgreeper.com/archives/872">Gus</a>. There was some pretty healthy discussion and some stereotypical behavior from all involved. If you would like to hear this episode it can be legally downloaded <a href="http://shittyblogradio.com/2009/07/23/shitty-blog-radio-volume-175/">here</a>.<br /><br />I imagine that these posts will be fairly short and sweet for the time that i'm out here.<br />After all I am on holiday.<br /><br /><br />C.J<br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><i>"You can go away now"</i></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4367158715360114967.post-90427626137519002922009-07-21T05:00:00.000+01:002009-07-21T10:11:45.949+01:00Wake up. Start again.(Incorperating the death and re-birth of my vintage laptop, How to break a foot, Liquid Inspiration Podcast and Joe)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmSRhiN_mdI/AAAAAAAABqA/cRaFsW4NlZc/s1600-h/scott+me+and+MTH.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmSRhiN_mdI/AAAAAAAABqA/cRaFsW4NlZc/s400/scott+me+and+MTH.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569461784943058" border="0" /></a> This is what happens when your antique laptop gives up the ghost and you find yourself without scrobbles and email for two weeks.<br /><br />Actually no. This is what happens when you go without Interwebs and <a href="http://www.last.fm/user/cjscrisis">Scrobbles</a> for two weeks:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmTejMMrvlI/AAAAAAAABqY/znPFQRQ4ac0/s400/me+and+Dave.JPG" alt="It's the .com that makes it cool." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360654152628944466" border="0" /></a> Sexy.<br /><br />Actually no, the fact is the best thing one can do in such a situation of this type is go about creating a form of Internet only media, something that can only be accessed with a fully functional computer and an Internet connection...<br /><br />..."Like what?" you may ask.<br />Hmmmm......<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmTcPtp06hI/AAAAAAAABqQ/HpDJLj4apq0/s400/logo1+bw.bmp" alt="It's the .com that makes us international." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360651618988911122" border="0" /></a> My boozy "after school" project with this fine young gentleman:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://liquidinspiration.podbean.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmSRhUuVkvI/AAAAAAAABp4/zqagSALqxqM/s400/Me+and+Daz.JPG" alt="It's the .com that makes us international." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569458162504434" border="0" /></a> A man that laughs in the face of the French language then throws 'Beef Dripping' sandwiches at it for being a ponce, a man that knows nothing about sports that can't be played whilst drinking a pint of lager, a man that is simply known as <a href="http://twitter.com/bromleydaz">Bromley Daz</a>.<br /><br />Good good.<br /><br />Whilst I was on my net vacation rumours got out that I was either incarcerated for rigging the Iranian election or that I was on the run in order to escape a DNA test that would prove that I sired at least two of Micheal Jackson's children.<br />Subsequently some <a href="http://www.jecklesradio.com/">handsome man</a> took it upon himself to produce a shirt that is sweeping the fashion world like a small Victorian boy up a particularly filthy chimney:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.zazzle.com/free_cj_hixon_tshirt-235819341680481236"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 373px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MlL3uEdwDE/SmViXRfEA9I/AAAAAAAABqo/zy-emN9e0oc/s400/tshirt.JPG" alt="Clicky for buying ability." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360799083424646098" border="0" /></a> I have beard jealousy.<br /><br />So yes, what have we learned?<br />Do download your free copy of <a href="http://liquidispiration.podbean.com/">Liquid Inspiration Podcast</a>.<br />Always enjoy your <a href="http://www.last.fm/user/cjscrisis">scrobbles</a>.<br />And never ever eat a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phall">phall</a> before Blogging /Flying internationally / Sitting on the floor in front of your newly repaired laptop for prolonged periods of time. Take it from me.<br /><br />What the fuck was that all about?<br /><br />Who honestly knows or cares?<br /><br /><br />I'm back baby!<br /><br /><br />C.J<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"More on how to kill a foot soon..."</span></span>C.J Hixonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04473506081268562196noreply@blogger.com0