Chav Writings

Tulisa Contostavlos, who is in the group "N-Dubz", likes to write a column in The Sun. Today she deviated from her usual topics of hair and clothes to try to figure out why British youngsters aren't interested in national politics. Too bad she misspelled Politicians.

Analyzing the News

As I was going through the regular online tabloids today I came across this article in The Sun about a pair of sibling who without knowing it had a Romanian man living in their garden shed. I found the story quite fascinating and interesting, I especially liked how the fella was keen on recycling and apparently thought there was nothing weird about offering statues of Jesus to his unknowing hosts.

I found the picture of the brother and sister to be a cause for questions though. Why is Tilly, the girl, so proudly holding up a can of Coca Cola? There is no mention in the article about said beverage. The house guest was apparently big on orange juice, but Coke? After reading the scoop a couple of times I realise there is not an inkling of information to justify the scene stealing placement of the fizzy drink. Maybe the girl was thirsty and the overtly rude photographer did not wait for her to put her drink down...

This had probably been the end of it, had I not taken a gander at the old Daily Mail - where this composition caught my eye. Again it is the Newmans showing off their backyard and previously occupied shed. This time we have an additional picture, maybe now Tilly has finished her pop and can pose for a more normal picture.

Alas! She stubbornly keeps her can, making it the obvious focal point of every picture she is in.

Could it be that the lass has struck a deal with the soft drink giant, agreeing to always carry a can of their tonic whenever a camera is near? Is the can somehow unfortunately attached to her hand? Or is the young woman just the biggest Coke Head in Bromley? As it stands today we simply do not know, but I for one eagerly await contnuing updates of this report. We need to learn the truth about The Mysterious Coca Cola Can.

License to ill

So after many if and buts I finally managed to get myself to the DMV on Friday to take the tests required to acquire a South Carolina Driver's License. To start with I felt sort of disappointed, I have since day one been told by the old bags at the DMV that I need an endless list of documents to prove who I am and show everything I have done since the age of three. When I do show up they only want three simple documents (which they didn't really pay any attention anyway).
First (of course, since it is the DMV) you are sent to wait in a room with everybody else for a couple of hours, no exceptions! I then got to take the theoretical test - 30 of the easiest questions I have ever answered. I read the book three times and scored 27. After that I was told to go out and do the driver's test. I had heard this was easy as pie, but you never know...
Well, I drove off with an inspector in the passenger seat and returned ten minutes later with a fail safe pass and a huge grin on my face. I then let the nice ladies take my picture and had card in hand two minutes later.

To a Yank this might not sound that exciting, but where I come from spending three hours and $14.50 to get a licence sound like a fantasy.

We Work Hard II

And the playing just keep getting weirder.

Tater Salad

Tomorrow is Paddy's Day, and at work we are having a potluck (fitting name). Thankfully the plans to dress me up as a Leprechaun seem to have been deserted. It would have been somewhat against my will, but my unwillingness to lose my job had probably gotten me into some greens. Since I now cant get away with sitting in a corner shouting Northern Irish slang I plan to bedazzle the ladies with my very own potato salad. I went shopping for ingredients at midnight last night spending a small fortune at Harris Teeter, so it better be good.

Baby Bunny

We had Aunt Helen here for a couple of days, giving us a chance to show off Chuck Town. The weather wasn't the best, but when you've got good company and Baby Björns it is all good.

7 Beer Heaven

The Last Supper

We Work Hard...

And play even... weirder.

Happy Birthday Chuck Norris!

70 Today

Humpy

So another Wednesday. Still there is something different and new about today, I dare say that if it weren't for Phil Collins playing on the radio this would pass for a "Really Good Morning". It is probably just the fresh, and long awaited, spring air and the sight of the sun before 7.00 AM that makes everything a little bit more enjoyable. But since the last thing I want to do is loose this feeling of perseverance and resilience I choose not to focus on the cause but embrace the result, and that is that it feels like today is going to be a highly pleasant mid-week experience.

Cat Nap

Here is a pic of the wife and Mustard taking a nap in front of the telly.

Triple Crown, Here We Come!

So it is now practically impossible for Ireland to win 6 Nations, unless France somehow loses to both Italy and England and the Brits in turn get beaten by the Scots we're pretty much screwed. That said - We are the only team eligible for the old Triple Crown, and I'd be damned if we're going to give that up to.

Mean Parents

Check out old Charles, here. I have heard he is saving up for a name change.

Over Their Head

Another thing that is wasted on Yanks: Sarcasm.

(Yeah, thats a surprise)

Paternity List

Looking like a dad - Check

Matt Crocker

This, together with the wok, is my new favourite "kitchen instrument" - The Crock-Pot.

For a couple of weeks now I have perfected the art of making chili in it. Apparently it drains any vitamins from potential vegetables, but at the same time - I'm Making Cowboy Food!!

Here is an informative article.

Try 2

Apparently the link in the post below did not really work all that well. So I'm going to do this Old-Skool, here is the link:
http://www.charlestonshowakoiclub.org/Members'%20Ponds/trish%20and%20kathys%20pond.htm

I'm Not the Biggest Garfield Fan

But I can relate to him here:

Bend Her What?

This page is funny in a "Leno's Headlines" kind of way. Sometimes It is just a bad idea to put two names together.

Pictureless

The battery in the proper camera has once again die on me (Going to charge it tonight) so I have been snapping pictures like a madman all weekend with the phone, thinking I would upload them when I got to work. I am now at work and is realising that the cable necessary for any data transfer is at home...

It's A Baby!!

Back at work after an awesome 3 day weekend. On Friday we went to get an ultrasound of the baby, it was quite fascinating. We got some 3-D pictures with us from the doctor's, although the baby refused to keep its head still long enough for the nurse to get a good shot. So now we have got a set of pictures of what I think look more like Admiral Ackbar than the next addition to the Erikson Clan.