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here's my last post (which is a good starting point)..

Today i've been thinking about why i blog. there's no real point, i don't get anything out of it. soo..i'm shutting this damn blog down! oh no i'm not, this is my job. posting potty pen marks, page 3 heads, and pathetic grammar. what is this blog all about? i don't have a main theme like other one's..i dip in here and there, i may post a picture i drew on a crisp packet, comment on the new Westlife album, express my anger at my posh-toff neighbours, or (as i do most days) sit blankly at the screen trying to think of the next word to enter (enter). i visit quite a lot of other blogs on a daily basis and waste alot of time reading about this 'n that..some are good, others are not. worse of all are one's that never get updated. come on nerds! it's your job. i hope people like to visit beansonbread (i'm fishing here) and don't think i'm too dumb. i don't claim to be right bang up to date on everything like most of the great music/film/gossip blogs out there, or give away free mp3's (although i must big up the FREE Olo Radio which plays the newest, hottest, manic tunes out there..surely one of the best podcasts about?..plug over). the main point i set out to make was to make clear that beansonbread is just a dumping ground for me, my thoughts, and stuff that makes me happy, tap my toes, chuckle, or when i'm out in asda..makes me say "where's my pen? i gotta note that down. my friend the internet will like that". kinda selfish i know..but who's gonna stop me? you can't! rah ha ha ha! who wants Alan Titchmarsh pics?

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DREAM (2 HALVES)..

1st half..i went swimming with Beyonce.

2nd half..i was under attack from movie cockroaches! Mark Kermode (the film critic), my brother and i were watching 'Terminator' and loads of wierd horror films when suddenly giant cockroaches were all over us. my brother and Kermode thought this was funny and kept teasing me. they were killing the cockroaches by placing them on my head and crushing them so the blood would run down my face.
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FENCE HOMEGAME..

So again i've been very slack in posting this as i got back from scotland on monday, but i've just been too tired (and lazy). woah!! what a weekend! the best time i've had in a long while. for those who don't know, i (along with some hangers-on and a little monkey my brother brought along for some reason?) flew to Scotland for the Fence Collective's 3rd Homegame festival. it's in a little town in East Fife called Anstruther. 3/4 days of non-stop music and drinking..i like those things. watched some really great music, met some really nice/odd/fun people, did some stupid things, and camped it up (not like John Inman..i mean i frooze to death in a tent). below are some highs and lows. sorry if you don't know what i'm talking about with some of them..i posted this else where you see and i'm not gonna go choppin' it up (like John Inman).

HIGHS..
* square sausage
* brilliant sets from EVERYONE i saw..too many to mention.
* gummi bako's big smile
* hot pants girl (aw!)
* romanhead's eminem..brilliant! backwards swearing too
* being asked to dj for the big town hall crowd before the saturday night gig (honoured), but then realizing that we only had about 10 cds in the wallet that i took in the car cos we didnt know we were gonna be asked. and then there was only 1 cd player..so u got lots of stop-starts. amateurs!
* mc quake's ipod poppin up everywhere
* breastfeeder during james yorkston on sunday (and some wierdo filming it)
* king creosote rocking the stadium and me having a little dance on saturday night
* band aid style singsong at end of saturday night
* HMS ginafore's woody allen impressions
* magners n ice (amazing cider)
* boring poor old vic galloway (radio 1) with all my tim westwood questions
* watching people eating massive deepfried double cheeseburgers (and being a bit jealous..actually wish i had gone for the deepfried pizza)
* delifinger being told he looks like james blunt by some old woman in a cafe
* local nutty pool shark. beat all 7 of us and then fell on floor pretending to have a fit. he kept saying "more aggression! less aggression!"
* getting random notes and drawings from people in my notepad
* romanhead, rachael dadd, and rozi plain for making me laugh loads
'the dour hour' will happen!

OTHER..
* mr bananas always out-doing me. hate that damn monkey
* someone bet me i would'nt pick Eidth Bowmans nose. good job i couldnt find her.
* being frisked at the airport. forgot i packed scissors..oops
* got lost in the back of a museum looking for the loos and finding lots of scarey (chip fingered) mannequins. dr who!

LOWS..
* coming out in a horrible wierd rash at the friday night party. note..pro plus and red bull together do this.
* sunday night/monday after party..getting lost and ending up in st andrews instead of st moanas (took 2 hours, 2 buses and a taxi to get back) then getting 30mins sleep being heading for airport. still dont know how this happened?
* hearing steve mason was about and not finding him (bet he's over the moon, he's scared of me)
* missing cat signs everywhere
* missing the england v scotland beefball match. sorry sven
* me having a few hissy fits with mates..ha! they love it
* my credit card bill
* missing loads of bands because of clashes and drunkeness
(little pebble, DTTS, amino people, hardsparrow, reporter, aidan smith, jon hopkins, and romanhead..seeing this sat though)
* biggest let down?...my blow up bed! boom boom, good night!
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MOTHER OLO..

Well over due, here are some photos from our 'Mother Olo' night last weds. i'm soo glad it's all over..i i i was a liddle bit stressed you see. lost a ton of money, but i had a great time (maybe too much as i did'nt play much of a part after about 11). seems the people who came did too apart from the bunch that left during f*** buttons..but what do they know? nothing about drones it would seem. all bands were great and told me they enjoyed it. i writing in a real dull way are'nt i? you see i can't really be bothered talking about it now, we wanna get on with planning the next event..i'm thinking of sailing the sea.
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SEE U NEXT TIME PUPS!

boonbeans
x

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I kissed a poodle last weekend!

DON..
I was sat in our little coffee room at work today quite happy eating a southern fried chicken wrap. (by the way i work along side a load of old women)...then Betty pipes up.."oh margaret, i can't work tomorrow, i need the day off i gotta take Don to the hospital to have his lump looked at." BITE!

THE END OF THE WORLD..
I picked up key no.5, it was for a boat that was stored along with 1000's of others in a dockyard. it was the end of the world! everyone was rushing around trying to unlock boats so they could sail out to sea, but no one could unlock the boats. terrorists and aliens stormed through the city shooting as many people as they could. i lost all my family and friends, so i laid down outside an old english pub pretending to be dead. a gun was pointed at my head, but was never fired. when i woke up i was in another time, not the future or past..i did'nt know what to do? i stumbled across a few people who had survived too..i tried talking to them about what had happened, they did'nt answer me and were only interested in ordering beers at the bar.

NOEL EDMONDS..
Noel Edmonds won an oscar! when his name was called out, he began to jump up and down with puppets on his hands, then he tripped down the stairs and rolled all the way down to the stage. i was laughing soo much i felt like my head was gonna explode. in his speech he thanked hospitals and wayne sleep (who had just had an operation on his stomach). for some reason this oscars ceremony was held on christmas day.

over n out!

boonbeans
x

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Mouse Bap-
Just got back from a big greasy fry up in a local cafe. while ordering, i over heard one of the dinner ladies who brushed passed me casually say "..don't know if the mouse was dead or ran away" hmmm..i think i'll leave the full english now.. but if you catch that mouse i'll have it in a bap with some brown sauce please..i'll be sat over there with the paper, cheers luv!


Mothers Day-
..Has been and gone. but my mother's day was made when she was recently featured in the march issue of the one and only 'Hertfordshire Life' magazine!! here's a quote from the editorial..

"looking at the areas of sport, business, fame, community spirit and country living (much like this blog) we build a picture of what living in Hertfordshire is all about. In business there is the entrepreneurial genius of Michele Hankins, a self-made success story in bridal accessories, while Geri Halliwell is a role model for any youngster who wants to follow their dream."

hahahaha!! aaaarrrrr!! brrrap! *does a little fizz-pop twichee dance* ...but.. er.. nooo!..haha! CALM DOWN. phew. hmm, firstly..GERI HALLIWELL!!? A ROLE MODEL!? oh god! if that youngster's dream is to become one of the most self-obsessed, annoying, winey, women on the planet!..then yes. love the fact that her name is mentioned along side a Hankins, i could almost be a spice girl! something else i dont expect to see next to the name Hankins is the word GENIUS. now, my mum does make some really beautiful tirars, and amazing shepherd pies but i think genius is going a bit too far. although if she's being judged along side ginger spice and vinnie jones, then the word is well deserved. If you read her little write up below, you will notice the absense of her no.1 influence..me. during her 4 years at uni i gave her all the encouragement and inspiration she needed to get that 1st class degree. having just completed an art degree myself, i was full of great advice and wise words.. "don't bother..no one reads those essays" "you've done enough work, what's for dinner?" "tutors know nothing!" "when you've finished that drawing can you do my CV please mum?" serious now..well done mother!

now if you can all email Robyn Bechelet (robyn.bechelet@archant.co.uk) and nominate me for next month's 'Hertfordshire Life's' God-like Genius Award i would be very thankful. well..it's either me or Jade Goody

Linda McCartney-
Linda McCartney was busy sweeping baby chicken's off her expensive rug that she had just bought from someone in my kitchen. these chicken's were not alive, they were golden brown and ready to eat. tiny little snacks. she was moaning about me being asleep still. she walked over to my window, opened it up and threatened to jump out! i woke myself up screaming "noooooo don't do it!!"


Black Dice / My Latest Novel-

My Latest Novel / Semifinalists @ The Cube Cinema - Fri 24th
Black Dice / F___ Buttons @ The Cooler - Sun 26th

It were couple of great nights! very very different gigs as you may expect if you know the bands. my right ear is still ringing a little from watching the F___ Buttons (i don't do swear words) perform screachy chicken raaaaaahh raaaaahhh! and other noises that sounded like the RSPCA should be called. they'll be playing at our upcoming Olo night (details to come later this week) so it was good to finally check them out. i was really impressed..quite a spectacle! 1st time i'd seen Black Dice, i was a little unsure how it was gonna sound live, but they actually sounded better than on record..bit more coherent, less bumpy. with that kind of writing i really should be a music journalist should'nt i? My Latest Novel were really really good. it's always a bit wierd watching bands in the Cube Cinema, we're all just sat there in silence staring straight at them. everyone twitching, desperately dying for a pee cos we've taken in and drunk too many odd sounding (zwjeig!?) beers..could just be me suppose.


over n out!

boonbeans
x

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