Bob's Burgers,

Have you all watched 'Bob's Burgers' on E4? If not go watch it 4OD etc.. it is the best thing i have saw for a very long time. In brief it's an animated show about a man called Bob Belcher, Bob runs a burger joint with his family, his wife Linda and their three children Tina, Gene and the wonderfully pyscotic Louise (voiced by the brilliant but a little weird Kristen Schaal {she was Mel in The Flight of the Conchords}).

It's the most a cartoon has made me laugh in a while, Family guy, American Dad, Cleveland Show et al.. are funny but it's the same type of funny day in day out. Stuff like this makes me laugh properly, not just a little giggle hither and tither but real macho belly laughs. It's the same with 'The Life and Times of Tim' another brilliant low budget cartoon with big ideas.

Thats all for now, the papers here and its action time

Hidden Gems in forgotten wasteland

I walk past these houses everyday now, and it also strikes me how odd they are when you consider the surrounding area of vauxhall/kirkdale. They really are out of character, its a shame they are so battered up as they are lovely houses. Locally the legend is as follows, they did belong to a property developer who was planning to turn them into flats (rather elegant flats [in a rather inelegant area {i mean vauxy is all well and good but people who afford places like that don’t live here}]), but as they are grade two listed buildings, not sure which grade actually but they are listed, it's pretty tricky to update them as there is a shed full of bureaucracy to navigate.

Anyway, apparently the developer decided to bail and touched them to clean a sizable insurance premium. How true this is i don't know, it's clear that they have suffered some flame damage, but to be fair i wouldn't put it past the locale to torch some thing for the sheer hell of it.

Anyway, regardless of how it happened, it happened and now these buildings are going to waste. That’s the story of Liverpool really, it ruined swathes of the Cheshire country side to build estates when there are miles of neglected brownfield sites cluttering up the place. Hipsta kids would love those dock front warehouses.

Also here is more of the cats

Hey Government! Leave those Libraries alone!

If you live in the liverpool area please go here, and fill in this questionnarie/survey. It is without a doubt far more important than the census bollocks. Our books are at stake hear people!

The Government are bastards

Anyone want proof of the government scrapping arts and culture for the masses?

Sorry about the crappy frame, acidently shook my phone and set Hipstamatic on random configuration. This photo makes me very sad indeed. Now the National Conservation Centre is by no means the best museum in Liverpool, but I, like many others, have whiled away quite a few afternoons there. It's important that we have a plethora of insitutions promoting arts and culture in this country. This country made great by our thirst for knowledge and history.
But when the blue fuckers axe funding like this it results in one thing, one message, art and culture belongs to the rich, to the people who can afford to pay for it.

On a lighter but equaly annoying note, these are not the same as choc dips,



Lacking the will to work and sensory overload..

I am hearing too many things, one ear is 50’s rock and/or roll and the SFX of a baseball zombie mash up game, the other is film previews. The music I can dig, the rest maybe not…

And now the new receptionists are bothering us with silly queries.

Anyway back to blogging, been trying to write a bit of a review on XCOM considering the new game will be out for the 360 soon, and it looks awesome, but after trouble getting it too work on my laptop followed a brief session or two on D’s laptop I have come to a startlingly simple and short conclusion, It’s pissing HARD.

So instead I have prepared a few words on pocket monsters, these fluffy (scaly, bristly, pixely) little creatures have taken the world pretty much in storm. I mean sure their popularity has wavered slightly, there merely bestsellers now, while the initial games strode astride the world like gods.

Now, I have been a fan since Pokemon red and I have more or less owned at least one of every pairing since then but the issue I have with the later games is that they are trying a little too hard. The first three where simple things, you collect, you fight, you own the world. Now there are beauty competitions, wifi connectivity and flashy four way video conferencing. I want to fight monsters, not plan a corporate takeover. I think a big part of the lack of sheen is to do with the constant reinvention of the pokedex and its contents, do we really need over 150 extra beasts? Well yeah, I suppose Game Freak need to introduce new pokemon to keep the series alive and full of new life, but I miss the old ones, the ones I know and love. My old friends.

My team and I have problems, two of them I like. The rest I care not what becomes of them, they faint and I don’t care enough to even bother with a sigh of indifference. Can I complete the game with two pocket monsters? I doubt it, I’m rocking ground and fire the first water gym I encounter will be serving me up a nice tall glass of pixel death. But the other ilk are just so boring one of them is a pigeon, a fucking pigeon.

Right that’s it, I’m off to find a game boy pocket and my copy of Pokemon Yellow.

A lengthy break...

Sorry it's been such a while between posting, not had much time. I'm sadly leaving the press as

my contract slowly but surely heads towards termination. But hey, I’m sure I’ll be able to loot the store cupboards on the way out. I’ve enjoyed my six months and it’s certainly been informative. This last week has mainly been spent tying up any loose ends and training my replacement, they even had the gall too replace me with somebody actually called Stephen, like its my mark II or something, in the ways of the press and Scotland road.

It’s a daft method of employment really, just as you get your groove and make your contracts your six is up and off you trot. Annoying as I’ve just figured out how too soothe the old girls at the VNC, a careful blend of distraction and deception, probably best I scarper before my look runs out.

I’ll defiantly miss some of the characters there, working with Jon Power (the jury is out on whether or not he’s a cyborg [he so is]) has been an absolute delight. The big question now is what do I do? Well preferably I would want to carry on in print but simply finding a job is proving a real challenge, I mean I never expected a job in this old chemical town but certainly one in Liverpool or Manchester. Bah, so bored of this economy.

Anyway it is a fantastically lovely day and I’m stuck inside typing and covering a desk lol, old friends are bring up old songs and mirth is in the air. Today is a good day to drink outside.

Tomorrow however, the day I have to my self , is set to rain so once again the plans to clean up the garden fall on the back burner, hey I still may just preserver, I really need to get at it.

Anyway due to the fact people liked it alot last time here's a picture if a cat, This is Gatsby and he dosen't like seeing me leave in the morning. 

stuff and things

Because webcomics is all we do, cat and girl