Lovely

I went to Hooters, today.

The only reason I went was because someone from university turned to me and someone else saying I want to go to Hooters. So we did.

I'm not going to go on about what I think of Hooters, nor am I going to go on about the females there. All I will do is map out the forty minutes or so.

The obvious place to start is the beginning, so that means walking to Hooters. For some reason, Dan (the guy from my course) was really wanting to go to Hooters. Why, I do no know.

So, when we walk in, me, Dan and Maria (a girl from university). We are welcomed with the choir of voices singing us to our seats. Er. Not really. It was a burst of Welcome to Hooters as the girls were doing their stuff.

When I walked in, I'll be honest with you, the first thing I noticed was that the music they were playing was pretty epic. I mean, the first song they were playing was this...



Forgive the fact that it is a Guitar Hero video. They have disabled embedding on the official video. But anyway, this song is a funky song. Brilliant.

They did play Lady Gaga's Just Dance, which isn't bad, to be fair. But the thing that clinched the fact they play good music is this...



Man, that is a pretty epic song. No idea why, its just one of my favourite songs. It is pretty epic.

The second thing I noticed is that there was a hell of a lot of televisions in there. The first thing that was on the tellies was an American football game between the Patriots and the Steelers. The Patriots won, mind. Then I found out how crap England did on the first day of the Ashes. England, all out for 290? Whoa, you're going to struggle to win the first test now. England will need a miracle.

And as I thought all this, Dan was ogling the girls, and Maria was looking at anything but the girls.

I've never felt more of a man and less of a man at the same time. I've never been more interested in sports than I was at that moment in time. But, as people may think of men as being more interested in barely clothed women than sports, I felt like I kind of let the side now. Well, no I didn't. I just felt really odd there.

Even when one of them served us, I either kept eye contact with one of the the numerous televisions, or the Clic pen I was holding. It was green. Only when the girl asked me what I wanted, I looked at her. And even then, it was her face that was in my vision. She wasn't bad looking, to be fair. She was rather surprised when I said I didn't want to order anything.

One thing I found bizarre was when the music suddenly changed to the YMCA, and the girls all just started dancing. No idea why that is. Though, I thought it was rather odd that a woman came into Hooters pushing a baby push chair things. Whoa, it seems like they start them off early, eh?

So yeah, that was my first experience with Hooters.

- Grand Theft Auto: FIN Andreas.

Is There Anyone At Home?

Come on now.

I know you're feeling down.

But I can ease the pain, and get you on your feet again.

Relax, I'm not going to do a post about Pink Floyd's Comfortably Numb, though I must admit that I've been playing it on guitar and singing. I can't sing, but there's something about playing that song, among other songs, that make you want to sing.

Anyways, I thought I'd update you on some of the things I've done since the last post.

The first thing is that I've done my first two assignments for university. Weren't as bad as I thought it was, though I now have a hatred for Final Cut Pro. Fuck, just realised I'm supposed to write the 'development of my video production skills' as my last assignment for one of the courses. Poo. Ah well.

I have, for some reason, began to write a series on Wicid. The series is called Dear World. I got the idea from what David Mitchell does with his Soapbox, though with my articles it's more like a letter to the world (as in the planet itself, not its people). I would've done it as a series of videos, but since I have the face for radio and a voice for books I just decided to do articles of it. Happy days.

Anyway, the thing I was going to do with the Dear World articles is to practice my comedy writing (though I know I have no skill in writing comedy). Now, four articles in, its turned into a more of a series to question the world around me. No idea why though. Two of them have been featured on the Clic website (which covers all of Wales), so the series must have something about it for that to happen.

The first one I've written is on Guitar Hero. I question why people think games such as Guitar Hero and Rock Band are crap. This is one of the two Dear World articles that have been up on Clic.

The second one, on the same week as my birthday, is about death. Yes, for some reason, on the week of my nineteenth birthday I decided to write about death. Lovely.

Last week's instalment is about my thoughts on drink and drugs. It just discusses my relationship with drugs and alcohol. Such a different thing that I thought I would be writing about.

Finally, my latest article is about God and religion. I just question religion as a whole. This is the other article that has been put up on Clic, the very same day as I stuck it up on Wicid, in fact. So one of the editors must've liked it enough to think it's good enough for Clic.

Also, there must be a translating ninja on Wicid, since the two articles that have not been up on Clic have been translated to Welsh. Granted, the one's on Clic automatically get translated, but the ones that have not been featured on Clic have been translated to Welsh. I'm not complaining, mind. I like the fact that Clic and its websites use the Welsh language. But, if you fancy reading those articles in Welsh, you can read them here, here and here. There is no Welsh version for the artilce about God, since it has only been set live today.

But yeah, Dear World is a new series of mine, with a new (hopefully) every Monday. If people start to hate the idea, I shall stop, but until then, happy days. =].

In other news, I have a Macbok now. I got it so I could do more for longer (ha, sounds rather sick to me), and to end up being a replacement laptop for my dying one. Ah well.

Also, I'm still looking for someone to help me make a band with my music. I may be in a band with my cousin Michael, Burt and someone who lives close to Burt, but what I mean is that I'd like to be in a band that'd play the style of my songs. Not saying Grrr, I should be the sole music writer, I just want to be in a band that plays the same genre as I do. Even though I have no idea what genre I am. And no, I am NOT emo.

I will leave you now, as I have a sneeking suspision that I'm supposed to be doing something now. Not only that, I haven't installed a dictionary for Firefox yet, so this post might be rife with mistakes. Ah well.

- I throw my hands up in the air sometimes, singing FIN-O, got to let go.