Repeating everything ... repeating every... whoops, sorry.

donna escort massage video - that's what they searched for, and what they got was a picture of my Ford Escort :-) That'll teach 'em!

I was also impressed to see some of my mathematical problem solutions referenced by lauded site, How Stuff Works. I was suitably embarased to find that a program I created nearly twenty years ago is still of interest to people.

Another search also brought back some memories, unearthing the credits that I wrote in a previous program of mine and causing me to remember that early life did have some fun in it after all...

Dedicated to DIP II Computer Studies in Bridgend College of Technology 1987 to 1988. THE worst behaved class in the entire Tec. Good Luck wherever you may be to (list of names). Also, thanks to the tutors who had a lot of hair turn grey thanks to us :- THanks to the Principal and Vice-Principle for overlooking the last incident that was so close to the exams. Hi to the first year students. Don't let the tutors know that, so far, every year of students has known the IBM network system managers password !!!

So far, David and I are trying to work out why it is that when we are engrossed in a game, we seem to revert to early teenage babbling idiots who repeat everything twice. Picture the scene; NFS Most Wanted; heavy duty police chase going on and David is teaching me some of the levels ... "Left, Left. Right, right. NOS it! NOS it! Not too shabby, not too shabby." and me chasing the number twelve blacklist driver, when she was in front of me and I was really working hard to overtake, "You're arse is mine, bitch, your arse is mine."

If anyone can help us understand this phenomena of temporary fountain of youth, I'd be grateful. Be gentle on me, though, as staying up until 1am playing games and drinking wine is not good for the body.

We did have a bit of fun, however, finding two Star Wars FX light sabres in a local gaming shop that was closing down. We bought two, one for David and one between us as a birthday present for another friend called Bare Beast. This post will be put up after we've given it to him and seen his face. The night, however, was ours and we attracted a bit of attention from the neighbours as we went out to the car park and duelled in the dark. The blue light swords were something else. One day, I might get a couple for myself, one blue and one green, but for the moment, we've bought the shop out!

Bear Beast had a grin from ear to ear when he was given his light sabre :-) He was highly excited; a gift well worth the effort! It was only after reviewing the film that we shot that we saw neighbours watching us from their bedroom window. We are wondering what they thought! Next time, we've resolved not to have too much wine before a duel, then we might give them a better show.

The conclusion is that Bear Beast becomes Darth Hobbit, short fat and hairy with a propensity for lighting his pipe weed with his lightsabre, and lives in a concrete forest with his partner, Kat Maul.