The northlondonhippy

Archive for May 28th, 2006

Hey ho hippyfans!

Is life grand or what?

“Or what” is my stan­dard reply to that ques­tion, but I’m a pessimist.

Ask me how I am and I’ll usu­ally tell you, “…Never better”.

And if pushed to elab­o­rate fur­ther I usu­ally pause briefly and say, “just right then… that was my life peak­ing. It’s never going to get bet­ter than that very moment that’s just passed I’m so glad it was you who got to share it with me.”

I’m fairly sar­cas­tic as well.

Don’t you wish you worked with me? I’m a bar­rel of fuck­ing laughs.

It’s Sun­day morn­ing, north Lon­don time. I’ve been home from work for a few hours and have been avail­ing myself of my brand new television.

It arrived on Thurs­day, but because of my erratic and vari­able work sched­ule, this was the first chance I’ve had to actu­ally watch any qual­ity tele­vi­sion programmes.

I went for the Sony Bravia KDL-32V2000 and I’m glad I did. At the moment they are regarded as the best LCD panel cur­rently on sale and from my lim­ited expe­ri­ence with it, I cer­tainly wouldn’t disagree.

The pic­ture from SKY+ (stan­dard def­i­n­i­tion) is razor sharp and the colours are rich and vivid. It pro­duces per­fect blacks; it has excel­lent con­trast, no motion blur and no dead pix­els. I’m very impressed.

My old Sony CRT set, pur­chased nearly nine years ago when it was already a dated model, served me very well, but com­pared to the new one, well, there is no com­par­i­son. For me it’s a giant leap into the 21st century….where rumour has it, I am a messiah.

It must be true; it says so at the top of your browser.

I’ve always had Sony tv’s, it’s a brand I trust. Dig it!

This morn­ing, I watched the lat­est episode of Dr. Who from BBC One and the penul­ti­mate episode of ER from E4.

I used to think penul­ti­mate meant the per­fect penis. Bad-dum-bum.

Dr. Who rocks and if you ever get the chance to see his recent incar­na­tion, I highly rec­om­mend it!

I wasn’t a Dr. Who fan before last year, but they’ve done such a great job with it that it doesn’t mat­ter if you are new to the fran­chise. The scripts are fan­tas­tic, the char­ac­ters sur­pris­ingly deep and emo­tional and the story lines are far more dra­matic than you would expect for what is essen­tially Sat­ur­day night, tea-time, fam­ily enter­tain­ment. Trust the hippy on this one!

Trust the hippy on everything!

ER is also con­sis­tently good and the final episode of the cur­rent series airs this com­ing Thurs­day. Mainly, in the cur­rent series, they’ve been quite polit­i­cal with the issues they’ve dealt with and the promis­ing slant they’ve taken on them.

They’ve high­lighted the dete­ri­o­rat­ing sit­u­a­tion in Dar­fur as well as drama­tis­ing the Iraq war; both in such a way that the aver­age (read Amer­i­can – sorry guys, but you’re inter­na­tional views do need broad­en­ing!) viewer could com­pre­hend. That’s a good thing and should be applauded.

Ok, I did applaud, but I felt really stu­pid stand­ing in my lounge clap­ping at my new tv. Even the cats looked at me a bit funny.

The other pro­gramme I’ve been dig­ging obscenely is Lost.

I know, I know, old news to my Amer­i­can friends, as the cur­rent series ended last week. Please don’t send me any spoil­ers; I’ve man­aged to suc­cess­fully avoid them so far!

The first series of Lost ended last Jan­u­ary on E4 and they said it was such a hit that they would bring us the 2nd series in the spring.

My idea of spring is the end of March. Chan­nel 4’s idea is the end of May. Bum­mer for the hippy.

I’ve been tempted to down­load, I mean acquire by legit­i­mate means, the entire 2nd series, as now that it has ended in the states, doing so would not be very dif­fi­cult. If I did, I could have a Lost fes­ti­val and screen 20-odd episodes over the space of a cou­ple of days…

Like I don’t have enough dis­trac­tions in my life.

And it’s Big Brother sea­son, which eats up a lot of time every day already. And you thought it wouldn’t get a men­tion in this entry. Well, it did and watch out for my next BB-centric post later this week.

Per­haps I should just stick to watch­ing Lost on E4; then it’s only an hour a week which is per­fectly manageable.

I’ve been rea­son­ably good lately about post­ing here, man­ag­ing a decent entry or two every week. I’m also still involved with a cou­ple of other ongo­ing projects and I work every hour that god sends. He sends lots, because he wanted me to have the new telly.

I’m one busy hippy! I should stop some­time soon and catch my breath!

My hard work here on northlondonhippy.com has not gone unre­warded as my vis­i­tor lev­els con­tinue to climb! Every month it seems I set a new record as you hip­py­fans go forth and multiply.

Which got me think­ing, what can I do to pro­mote this site even more?

And then I realised, you all can help and it won’t cost you more than a cou­ple of min­utes of your time.

Isn’t the plea­sure and unbri­dled joy I bring into your oth­er­wise bleak and dreary exis­tence wor­thy of a cou­ple of min­utes of your time. You can do it right where you are, from the com­fort and secu­rity of your PC.

No, I don’t want you to trans­fer money into my Niger­ian bank account; I’m sav­ing that scam for next month. No, what I want you to do is this:

Rec­om­mend my site to your friends. If you dig the hippy, chances are your mates will too. It will change their lives for the bet­ter, and isn’t that the goal of every right think­ing, decent per­son on the planet?

So it’s sim­ple, send http://northlondonhippy.com to half-a-dozen peo­ple in your email address book. Let them know about the coolest, most under­ground, hap­pen­ing web­site to ever grace the inter­net! They will thank and more impor­tantly, I will thank you!

And if you play your cards right, I’ll be thank­ing you in person!

How?

Sim­ple! My lat­est and great­est con­test is going to be launched next week!

You can “Win a week­end with the hippy!”

No, not at my cramped north Lon­don lair, I’m com­ing to stay at your house!

That’s right kids, the win­ner of my next con­test gets to host me for a week­end at their fab­u­lous coun­try home, or pala­tial Euro­pean cas­tle, or per­haps you’d like to treat to some 5-star hotel luxury!

What I’m say­ing here is you’re respon­si­ble for pro­vid­ing me with accom­mo­da­tion suit­able to the style of which I’m accus­tom. That means no sofas, sleep­ing bags or bed-shares with elderly rel­a­tives. Bed-shares will be con­sid­ered with your teenaged-daughters, pro­vided they are 16 or above and can keep a secret.

I’m pro­vid­ing my own trans­porta­tion, I’ll kick in for food, plus I’ll take you and your family/flatmates/partner/therapist out for a wicked meal at the restau­rant of your choos­ing, in your city or town.

In other words, you can’t say, “I want to eat at Nobu in NYC”. For starters, I’d never get a reser­va­tion. Oh and it’s in another country!

The con­test will be lim­ited to res­i­dents of the Euro­pean Union and any­where Easy­jet or Ryan Air have flights. Sorry North and South Amer­ica, the Mid-East, Africa, Asia and the Sub­con­ti­nent. Oh and Aus­trala­sia too!

I expect you to have a fun filled week­end planned for me that will include explor­ing your part of the world, site see­ing, drug tak­ing and oral sex.

In return, you’ll be sub­jected to my many mood swings and my non-stop sense of humour. If you piss your­self with laugh­ter, I’m not chang­ing your pants!

So watch out for the big announce­ment and be ready with your entry! This hippy might be com­ing to see you very soon!