Archive for August, 2007
August 19th, 2007 | 
Author: Polly Vernon, writing in today’s Observer newspaper, claims that the current series of Big Brother, is the best one yet.
You can check out what she says by clicking RIGHT HERE.
I know my output on BB hasn’t been overwhelming this year, but it’s not because I’m not enjoying the series. I’m still watching and I am still digging it too.
I haven’t had that much time to write about it. I haven’t really been that bothered. I think, this year, is my last year of formally trying to blog about BB. I think, as a topic for me, it’s stopped being fun.
I’d rather write about things that inspire me more.
All that said, I’m going to do one last piece on this series of BB at some point in the next week or so. I owe you all that much!
In the meantime, check out that link I provided to the Observer. I agree with most of what Ms. Vernon says. You might, too.
There’s something lurking in YOUR HOME that is a danger to CHILDREN!
There is something FREELY AVAILABLE in your workplace, everyday that could put YOUR CHILD in HOSPITAL!
Restaurants, bars, cafes, all serve this evil brew and a CHILD YOU KNOW could SUFFER as a result.
Yes, my friends, I’m talking about: COFFEE!
And NO CHILD is safe from this devilishly dangerous demon drink.
Don’t believe me? Check out this genuine article from a genuine newspaper: CLICK HERE, CLICK NOW!
I know some of you don’t click on my links, you lazy hippyfans…so for your benefit, I’ll summarise the story: A 17-year-old TEENAGER who works in her father’s café, drank 14 shots of espresso and ended up OVERDOSING ON CAFFEINE!
Here’s what YOUNG Jasmine Willis had to say about this tragic incident, in her own words, “My nerves were all over the place. I was crying in front of the customers and had tears streaming down my face. I was drenched and burning up and hyperventilating. I was having palpitations, my heart was beating so fast and I think I was going into shock.”
Ms. Willis was so affected by this DANGEROUS DRUG that she had to seek hospital treatment. She said the effects lingered for several days.
It sounds to me like a COFFEE TRIP can really MESS YOU UP.
KIDS, JUST SAY NO!
I should be honest and up front right now, as I always am, that I too have used this drug, though never to excess. I’ve only ever used it in moderation.
Sure, I’ve dabbled in the DEVIL’S BREW, but today I limit myself to one cup of filter coffee with breakfast and a cappuccino if I’m working, around 2 hours after I start. Any more than that, and I would not be able to sleep. I know my own caffeine tolerance.
That’s the thing about me, I know my limits and I’m always careful not to overindulge, whatever the substance. And on those rare occasions when I have, I’ve made sure I’m in a safe, secure environment. Many people, ESPECIALLY CHILDREN, aren’t as responsible when it comes to coffee.
Coffee is grown in far away places, like Colombia and Ethiopia and our continued dependence on it is keeping poor farmers alive. How dare we allow decent, honest people to get involved in this EVIL TRADE in coffee beans! Perhaps the DEA should start eradicating the coffee bean crops to spare OUR CHILDREN from this scourge.
I am not going to rest until ALL CHILDREN are free from the THREAT posed by COFFEE. I don’t see how any parent could allow the continued consumption of this DEMON DRUG by anyone, even responsible, law-abiding citizens such as myself.
Think about how many crimes are committed under the INFLUENCE of COFFEE. Like in the opening scene of the NEAR CRIME DOCUMENTARY, “Reservoir Dogs”, where all those CRIMINALS are sitting in a diner, drinking COFFEE, to get hepped up to commit CRIME!
It’s the same in real life, too.
COFFEE IS THE ROOT OF ALL-EVIL!
Alright, enough of my satire, my social commentary, my fucking bullshit. The fact is simple: No one is going to consider banning coffee because it is dangerous in large quantities.
Ask Tony Blair, the former prime minister. Following his heart problems, he had to cut down on his coffee intake. Don’t believe me? CLICK HERE.
From the fourth paragraph from the bottom: “Last year, when Tony Blair received treatment for his irregular heartbeat and Bill Clinton blamed his friend’s hospitalisation on ‘too little sleep and too much coffee’, Cherie Blair announced that she would try to reduce his caffeine intake.”
Caffeine is a strong stimulant and is one of the most widely consumed drugs in the western world. We’re all cool with that, even though it has risks.
I bet cannabis has less risk, yet it remains prohibited and on the verge of complete demonisation because of the current false media hysteria.
It’s not the first time this has happened. Check out the film “Reefer Madness”, if you haven’t seen it and make sure you are stoned when you do. What’s happening right now to weed, is exactly what they tried to do way back then.
Guess what! It didn’t work then and it’s not going to work now.
Why? Enough people have inhaled and enjoyed it by now to know the truth.
Cannabis is and will remain popular because people have first hand experience of it. They won’t buy into the lies. It may get driven a little further underground, but not that much and it will, of course, survive.
Weed is an accepted part of society and more so everyday, the next generation is going to be even cooler about it and finally legalise it. I may not get to see that next generation come of age to do the right thing, with you my friends, but I can assure you that day is coming.
For now, I’ve got to go meet my new bean dealer. I figured it was better to have a ready supply on the black market put in place, before they announce the ban on coffee…because YOUR CHILDREN COULD O.D. ON IT!!!!
The above title is true.
My website is becoming less of a blog with each passing day.
My posts are long, they are usually quite focussed and I publish them sporadically. I rarely mention what I’ve had for lunch. I rarely even eat lunch.
This has ceased to be a blog.
I don’t even feel like a blogger any more.
So what the hell am I?
Good question.
“I’m the hippy you all adore, because I am a total media whore!” seems a bit tired these days. I’m no longer “shroomtastic” and haven’t been since they banned my beloved fresh magic mushrooms around 2 years ago. The fuckers!
I’m still “a messiah for the new millennium”, only the millennium’s not that new now. I still am though, and I can prove it too. Look up at the very top of your browser.
I’ve never been completely sure of whatever it is I do here anyway, so I don’t know why I’m having this sudden crisis of internet identity.
Part of it is there are a lot more of you around these days. My audience has continued to steadily grow and I have to say I’m quite impressed with the number of you out there using RSS readers to keep up with me.
There’s a downside to knowing that so many of you are grabbing the myriad of hippy feeds on offer: I feel like every time you hit your refresh button, there should be some fresh hippy goodness there for you to enjoy and that’s putting pressure on me.
I don’t like pressure.
Well, that’s not strictly true, but this site is supposed to be about me having fun. More even, than you, when you read it.
A lot more, probably.
Here, let me share of my kind of fun:
Ring up an old friend, someone you like, that you haven’t spoken to in ages. After the prerequisite pleasantries are completed, try this for an conversational gambit.
You: “Sorry I haven’t been in touch for a while, but I’ve had a bit of trouble. Look, I really hate to ask you this, but I don’t know where else to turn. It’s just, well, I need to borrow some money. Actually, a lot of money.”
Them: Ummm, ahhhh, ummm…
You: ”Oh come on, I’m joking. No, the real reason I’m phoning is I want to invite you to the premiere of my first feature film.”
Them: “Wow, really, your first feature film? That’s amazing!”
You: “Sorry, no, this time I really am joking.
No, the real reason I’ve called is that I was wondering if you would mind taking a tissue-type test for me. You see, I need someone who matches my very rare tissue-type to donate a kidney for me.”
Them: Click
Now, if that ain’t fun, I don’t know what is!
I’m available for parties, bar mitzvahs and funerals and if you can combine all three into one event, I might even be able to do you a bit of a discount.
So here’s the bottom line: I’m just going to keep doing whatever it is I do here, when I want, how I want.
As they say, you might as well “please yourself”.
I usually do (and I lie about it when I don’t!).
Yes. Yes, I am.
I haven’t stopped watching it. I just haven’t written about it in a while. I’m a bad hippy and deserve a spanking, but don’t get any funny ideas about sending Jonty ‘round to do the honours. This hippy don’t play that way.
Not that there’s anything wrong with a little bit of light spanking, I would just prefer that it were Channelle administering my much deserved punishment. As if she would even look in my general direction while having one of her infamous strops, let alone smack my ass for all she was worth!
Ah-hem.
The residents of the house have certainly changed since last I commented on it. We’ve had a fake housemate, we’ve seen Channelle walk and Charley evicted, twice! We’ve also got five new best-friends, though after tonight, there will be possibly two less of them.
It seems to this more than casual observer of BB, that the producers have had some clever gimmick up their sleeves every week of this run. A lot of it has been entertaining and amusing, but all of it is feeling somewhat manufactured. I guess that’s what the format has become, after so many years of it. It’s had to change and evolve, to keep us all watching.
I’d watch anyway, but then I’d watch paint dry, if it was smeared all over a dozen complete strangers!
It’s been a weird series for me, I haven’t really warmed to any of them, but then I don’t really hate any of them either. My reaction to them is as bland as a conversation with the twins.
I find Gerry nice, but too whiny and moany. I like Carole, but she doesn’t really shine either. The twins are cute, in a very immature way. I could go on, but you get the idea.
I bought the Ziggy and Channelle relationship completely. No one would put themselves through that much angst and bullshit, if they didn’t really have feelings for each other.
I disagree with all of you who think Ziggy was using her. No, I don’t think she was the love of his life, but I think his intentions were genuine. He liked her; he would have dated her properly outside the house if he could have. He couldn’t, instead he had to live with her for 2 intensive months.
Chanelle liked Ziggy too, but I go back to what I said before. She’s the sort of girl who always has a boyfriend, and to her it’s like a cast change in a play. A lot of the shit she was taking out on Ziggy was more than likely baggage from previous relationships, redirected at him.
In real terms, a two-month relationship in the house is probably equivalent to a full year in the real world. It would be more intense then you could ever imagine. I don’t envy either one of them, not even the sex. I can’t see a self-conscious shag under a duvet and the gaze of a dozen cameras can be very satisfying. I’ll never, ever know.
I was glad to see Charley go, I think she outlasted her usefulness. She was amusing to watch at first, but her shtick grew old and tired, fast. How can someone be like that, with everyone, all the time? It’s just so unpleasant. Would you spend time with someone who behaved like Charley? I wouldn’t, unless I was empowered with the right to deliver a well placed backhand to the chops, when it all got too much.
Bye, bye, Charley. It’s back to obscurity for you. Channelle’s well-timed walk has stolen your week and your thunder, at least if the tabloids are any measure. Oh wait, they are.
I enjoyed fake week, which I realise must seem like ages ago now. Thalia/Pauline was hot, the tasks were amusing and I loved how wound up they all got by the misinformation. The plane with the banner about the other house was great!
I was impressed that Carole seemed to see right through each and every one of BB”s tricks that week. She’s a sharp one, sometimes.
I can’t say I’m blown away by the halfway housemates and the twists that followed, especially since it’s ended up with three of them back where they started, ready to be booted out the door. I think mainly, it was the apparent randomness of the final twist, sending Ziggy, Liam, Amy and Jonty into the main house that ruined it for me. There was no drama, no sense of the unexpected, it was just down to a whim of the producers.
Maybe this whim was pre-planned, but it had the feeling of damage control. “Oh, shit, we can’t lose Ziggy or Liam, and the Jonty guy would be a waste if he left without a spanking. And if we’re going to keep Liam, we might as well keep Amy too, so he can have a sexy, buxom, canny lass to play with…”
You get the idea.
They’re willing to risk Tracey, but she doesn’t really bring that much to the show anyway, so it’s a calculated risk. Near as I can tell, as it’s a double eviction tonight, she’s vulnerable, so we could still see some drama and real tears.
David is a gonner tonight, people have taken an instant dislike to him and his giant, overconfident ego. Only Gerry will be disappointed to see him leave, but he didn’t have a hope in pulling him, so its probably for the best.
The other evictee will be either Shanessa or Tracey. I’d rather see Shanessa stay, as she is real comedy gold and car-crash TV at it’s finest. I’ve never been a Tracey fan, though I should be because we both like to get off our faces. I find her dull and her repetition of those innane catch phrases just doesn’t float this hippy’s boat. I might even feel the need to cast a few votes myself.
The real question is, what happens to the two people left in the halfway house? Do they move into the main house? Do the two leaving tonight get to choose a 3rd to come with them, live with Davina?
How the hell should I know? I’m sitting here on my sofa, slack-jawed and wide-eyed, watching it myself, just like the rest of you!
There’s only a month left, so I guess we’re around two-thirds of the way gone. Anything can happen and it’s not 100% that Brian is going to win. It would be cool if he did, because he always makes me laugh.
