This really funny picture was nicked from here: Found S**t

The Lord of Leisure’s Arctic adventure is drawing closer to the end that people’s across the land so much seek. As more work nears it’s completion, a new sense of hope of forming, beside the waste pile owing to not having correct flushing facilities in such a wilderness.

Yet in such a dense place of snow and yetis, still the thought of wanting Ice cream entered the Lord’s head more than once. How odd….must be ice madness, that well known dementia that settles in when the mind gets numb from…..ice. That sounds reasonable…. maybe.

On a more negative note, it does still mean that Ooh Sometimes won’t get as many updates as I would like to do. I still really want to do that piece about how the podcast is created and get those galleries up and running. I also wanted to contribute more material to Gamers with Jobs and re-work some of the material I’ve already submitted.

But take heart, as I type this message using some frozen carrots and an owl, there are only 9 weeks left for the degree which once compete, means normal service semi-resumes, after a trip to the emergency room to have my stomach pumped and my arm mended, after a hearty scrap involving a group of midgets.

I do now appreciate that the podcast wasn’t the best in the world either, but I just didn’t want to give yet another 7 minute podcast telling you there was no podcast yet again so there it is. Not everyone is a complete gem and In fact there are only two podcasts which I can recall being any good, but hey ho.

But to those who have emailed in, thank you for the little tokens of joy coupled with the suggestions that I need those blue pills as well. Of course if you do anything to ask, say or do, please email in to podcast@oohsometimes.com and you shall receive such a golden response that you will want to show it to random strangers just to say that you spoke to the Lord of Leisure!

In fact It would be nice if anyone had any suggestions as to what they want to hear from me, and I will endeavour to include it at some point, as long as it doesn’t involve making polar bears dance for money. I get enough of those already at the local bar. No longer do I have to wonder where the polar bears from the Christmas Coca Cola adverts go during the off season….

So what’s been happening you may ask; well I did meet the loveable rogues, Chris and Dave from “Sunny Wales” for a wander around a golf course, eat some jacket potatoes and then proceed to Dave’s new functional “Babe Lair” to what he had managed to grab hold of, and we bumped into Tony, Dave’s roomy (if that’s the spelling)

We proceeded to watch some of the most bizzare adult cartoon it has ever been my fortune to see. A film from 1981, I forget what it was called but if all the cartoon women were like what they were on that fair toon, then the world would be a slightly better place and maybe there would be no more wars, as everybody would be too busy practising producing babies. Yes, it was that type of cartoon. Except there was a green ball which wanted to destroy everything, which was nice.

After running away screaming with pain, the rest of time was spent indoors with Mum and Dad, typing away on the dull work again, dropped it at certain points to play more of Bioshock for some reason, perhaps to break the boredom. Monday was a good day as we were celebrating my Aunty Bett’s birthday as she is 81. HOORAY!!

The plan for the rest of the week is to turn up to work, do as little as possible for two days and have another long weekend of working and celebrating another birthday in Manchester. Beyond that, it is purely anyone’s guess.

And as a final message before signing off…. to the assassin currently at home with her mum, sorting out her exhibition with other matters, remember there are people here in Blightly thinking of you.

That is all, until next time which will more than likely be this coming Friday unless something bad happens, take it easy out there!