Loony new year

Can't go out tonight, cos I've got a bunged knee. So what did I do? Surfed the net, watched a DVD and did some work. On the net, these blokes took the cake tonight for some of the looniest content I've seen. Loony in a good way. Not loony in a 'gays cause AIDS' way. Or loony in a 'my daughter can buy pornographic comics in a bookshop so she will be acting out her sexual fantasies' way. Or loony in a 'having a casino means we are encouraging gambling' way. Or loony in a 'what's this with radio DJs saying such dirty things that I have to sit and listen and take notes then call up, complain, and then write letter to forum page and complain' way. Good loony. Then there's good loony versus loony loony here, where Michael Jackson's interviewed by Suspicious Bastard. I'd like to know what you're smoking. The other good loony activity involved naming my friend's new car. He's been scouring the net looking up names to name his new white car, but the net, she yields only those fashionable baby names of Celtic origin, those that Channel 8 actors like to give to their newborn sons. (Craydon: Not Japanese Crayfish Udon, but 'Brave little baby who has to snuggle up to Mummy even though she hasn't bathed for a month because her grandmother says it's good for her even with the air-con off'). I suggested a name of Welsh-Celtic origin, 'Llanggargh', but it didn't sit too well with him. Not a good specimen. Better legs found here.

Surf stop: The High Levels

iTunes' party shuffle is playing a copy of: These Are Days - 10,000 Maniacs - These Are Days [Single], of which I have the original CD and therefore didn't steal music.