My idea of the Guardians of the Galaxy Awesome Mix Vol.2 mixtape

Here is my idea of what would be on the Awesome Mix Vol.2 mixtape.
This is based on a C90 Cassette tape which holds about an hour and half of music and also based on the fact that Peter is kidnapped in 1988.

T.Rex – 20th Century Boy (3:38)
Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich – Hold Tight! (2:46)
Gilbert O’Sullivan – Get Down (2:40)
Lou Christie – She Sold Me Magic (2:08)
Blonde – Atomic (4:38)
The Foundations – Baby Now That I’ve Found You (2:36)
The Lovin’ Spoonful – Daydream (2:19)
The Monkees – Daydream Believer (2:54)
ABBA – Mamma Mia (3:34)
The Pearls – Guilty (3:02)
David Bowie – Starman (4:18)
Pilot – Magic (3:03)
Who – Baba O’Reily (5:08)
Journey – Don’t Stop Believin’ (4:09)
We Built This City [November 1985] (4:58)
Albert Hammond – It Never Rains In Southern California [Album Version] (3:51)
Billy Ocean – L.O.D. (Love On Delivery) (2:43)
Guns N’ Roses – Sweet Child O’ Mine (5:53)
Ashton, Gardner & Dyke – Resurrection Shuffle (3:12)
Dana – Fairytale (3:06)
Hungry Like A Wolf (3:25)
I Wannad Be Sedated (2:28)
Frank Sinatra – Swinging On A Star (2:55)
Michael Jackson – Rockin’ Robin [Album Version] (2:32)
David Bowie – Heroes (Single Version) (3:33)

The evil of board games

 It seems to me that some parents are trying to frighten their kids to death. Take the innocent looking board games. They look like sweet games for kids but they are pure evil to those kids with weak hearts like me. Some games names have happy memories for some. Games like Hungry Hungry Hippos and Mouse Trap but then there are those that strike fear and dred and even a little passing of wee with names like Kur-plunk , Jenga and Perfection  and then my arch emery of them all. The “He who must not be named of boardgames”, who was crafted in the bowels of Hell by the Devil himself who is even to scared to play it. I am talking about the fearsome
game of BUCKAROO.
What sort of person would buy a device which would make a child wet them self’s while playing ? Who would be a bundle of nerves just by placing a small plastic frying pan on to the saddle of the Donkey of Darkness. Shaking while rearing they will awaken the possessed mule which at the drop of a hat “a little plastic cowboy hat in fact” will awake up and attempt to bite the child with its fangs of sharpness and there by allowing the child to not to be able to sleep for weeks or have a bed wetting problem well into their teens………And  don’t get me started on POP UP PIRATE

The day before work

It it just a biy before 11pm on a Sunday night and already I don’t want to go work tomorrow. Not after I have had a nice weekend doing nothing.

Another Rainy Day

Another rainy day but it is also hot out, I cant work out natures twisted logic sometimes. I mean i would have to wear a coat out but it is too hot for a coat so what do i do ?
The answer i cut my coat in half this way I will be half wet and half hot. It will be perfect and what a great idea.
I took my best coat and cut it up the middle, i will let you know how it went.
2 hours later and i realize what a dumb idea it was. I am soaked and baking. I should of just left my coat at home and took an umbrella.

The Tuesday after the Bank Hoilday

Back to work and all is crap. 

The trip up to London was ok, no kids, no old people and no people who get on the bus only to find that either there Oyster card dont work or they dont have enough money to pay to fare. Even got a seat on the train, however it was next to a man who was watching the Joys of Male Ballet on this Ipad. It was an odd thing to see, how ever the all male ballet version of Othello was quite something to behold, even if it was full of other fellows, bobbing up and down. I didnt know where to look……..well i did, RIGHT AT THEM, i mean come on , it was like a moth to a lightbulb. I was quite thankful when I got to the station.  

Bank Holiday Monday

I have not done anything, it is hard to relax when the neighbours on one side want to seem to do DIY in every room, which involves a lot of banging ( and not the fun kind ) and the other side are having a family BBQ and they appear to have a big family, a very big family, a very very big family. I mean I thought i was big, lets just say that at the moment on the BBQ are 7 whole chickens and 2 whole pigs and there are only 3 family members there. I have decided to lock myself in my room until tomorrow. 

What to do on a Bank Hoilday

For those single people out there the age old question of what to do on a Bank Holiday causes no end of problems, first you spend all weekend trying to figure what your going to do, mine was no different, I spend the whole of saturday make a list of things that need fixing in the house, the busted cupboard door, the non opening catflip, the ever building pile of washing up, the chasing around of the sock who does not wish to be washed. Of course by the time I had finished my list it was bed time and on Sunday morning it was much of the same, but this time the day was wasted with me trying to catch that damm unwashed sock, it went under the fridge  I will lure it out with some ham. 2 hours later and the sock was still hiding and i had eatten the ham, so I carried on making my list, build a lego Death Star, build a real Death Star, tidy my room, burn my room, burn it then tidy it then burn it again. Again my bad was calling me at this point, which was an odd thing for a bed to too. So to dreamly land I go.

Rainy London

It can be said that there is much beauty in the rain……. who ever said that is a twat, I bet they never said it while standing for a bus in the cold and rain while waiting for the bus, There I was stading in line next to some old lady who really should not be allowed out in rush hour time. I mean what on hell is she going to do at this time of the day, She is only here to take what will be the last seat on the bus and waffling on about how her Stan invented Maths and the times of old when all of this was fields…I live in the country and it is all still fields. Next to me was the young mother with the crying baby  which at this time of the morning sounds like the souls of the dead escaping from the lost ark of the covenant. The mothers attempts to silence the child are met with a higher pitch wailing. the mum looks fresh out of school, in fact on 2nd look I see she is in school uniform. The same uniform of the countless other kids which appeared to have swarmed around the bus stop. They all look the same, in fact I think they are all the same, but by the time I thought this the bus turned up. I managed to push my way to the front of the queue, kicking kids and pushing old ladies out of the way and then boarded the bus which was almost full already, there was only two seats left and i ended up spending the rest of the trip with the old hag who wanted to tell me how her Stan was able to win WW2 using the curve of probability density function φ(x) = 1/√(2π) e^(-½x²) which defines standard normal distribution………I hate Maths.