2012: The next gen-year-ation (see what we did there?)
The Lord of Leisure | December 30, 2011Well done, you’ve reached level 2012, the one where it has that boss that floats around stealing our hard earned tax dollars, remember to use the cheat code to unlock the phone hacking ability to use to gather evidence of his Swiss bank account and you win!

It still baffles the mind what the actual reason is for going out to places on New Year’s, other than the fact that you get the next day off and therefore can nurse that hangover you picked up along with a mysterious stranger with breath that could melt a diamond.
And after you’ve cleared away the debris, sat down in the kitchen and eaten two pigs worth of dirty meat to feel somewhat human once more, the grim reality of everything being pretty much the same, except for the lack of any booze left in the house and the instant desire to make all new promises about everything only to fail about three minutes later.
So Happy new year, and actually in a slight twist to the normal new year’s post from Ooh Sometimes in which we drag out the same stereotypes over and over again as what the new year will bring for all, let’s take the opportunity to write some slightly more constructive and nudge our collective memories as we bid farewell to the year that was 2011 and see how much better or worse 2012 could possibly be as a result; Read the rest of this entry »

Given that it’s been at least 6 months since anything meaningful arrived here, one might forgive you if you used Ooh Sometimes as your number one news source, in which case you probably had the idea that London was still burning down in full riot mode, which as it’s coming up to the festive period, would have meant that this time of year would have been a better time as there would have more things to select from your local TV shop than there was in the summer. After all they normally save their best stuff for Christmas.
This weekend is probably going to go down as one of the watershed weekends of 2011 for some, and it would be without a doubt for mostly the wrong reasons.

When it rains, it pours, and right now someone at News International better have a bucket handy to bail out the ever rising tide of brown stuff pouring on them from new heights not seen for generations, and god only knows what the state of the media in the UK will be after all the dust has long settled.
The stand-up comedy left a lot to be desired if the Ha! club was anything to go by, it’s also the point that the HA! name may actually be ironic. You see, you’re led down to a basement where you are told that after paying for the entrance fee, you are then told you must buy two drinks as a minimum where everything is $10 each. Wonderful, I’m laughing already.







