One Man Star Wars - Swansea Grand 21/07/08

Charlie Ross took us through the original trilogy, playing all characters and doing all the sound effects and music himself. It was ace.

It also may be a TRAP!

Star Wars: The Clone Wars

With the animated film due out in August the toys are set to hit the shelf at 12:00am on 26 July 2008 - sadly Swansea isn't doing a midnight opening but I will be there at 09:00. Sweet.

What are the chances?

My singlespeed and a mint version of the bike it started out as originally randomly next to each other! I was briefly excited.

Another day, another dollar, another degree...

I seem to be asking for more money...or perhaps offering lesser mortals with only one degree to tocuh me...

Paul Robeson Jr. got an honorary fellowship...he wasn't allowed to speak.

It was all held in a big ass tent since the council strikes closed the Brangwyn. I suspect all the members of the Facebook group bemoaning it feel pretty silly now - it was quite good.

Here it is - the first graduation for the GEP Medics - I'm so proud.

Martin so needs to get one of those hats to drum in.

Zoe, Phil, Ian and a load of others marshalled some of the ceremonies - I got to lead up the honours GEP guys so I can say I was on stage with the first ever graduate from the programme I helped to write!

We all went out for a few after the evening event too - this is my favourite photo (although I have to credit Mel for taking it or she will kill me - thanks Mel). Man, I'm such a sex pest.

ORANGE!

Orange shirts are so fucking in.

It had to be true somewhere...

http://offender.fdle.state.fl.us/offender/flyer.do?personId=9308

Genius.

Death cyclist fine angers family

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/beds/bucks/herts/7496757.stm

Whilst I am sympathetic to the family (even though the facts as to whether the guy was cycling on the pavement or not are unclear), it pisses me off when suddenly one death means that all cyclists should be regulated and laws should be changed. What about the thousands of cyclist who are killed every year by car drivers who don't bother to look, or for that matter the hundreds of thousands of car-related deaths full stop. From one freak accident suddenly cyclists are evil, when it is car drivers who are the real menace. If the guy was riding on the pavement, its because asshole car drivers forced him on there (I'm not condoning it). Whilst on the subject, fucking pedestrians don't look for cyclists either they just wander around in a daze. Cunts.

Crimson Tide?

Someone put red in the fountain. Quite cool - makes a change from soap anyhow.

Singlespeed conversion - parts 2 and 3

Frame spraying complete, crankset and seatpost installed. Shiney.

The project completed. Specialzed BG saddle off the Hardrock, my road tyres that I never use, 16t rear cog and anti-rust BMX chain, new cables and brake blocks (now Kool Stop as Wilkos ones didn't work), new flat pedals, spesh grips and reflectors - jobs a good 'un. Only slight issue I have had is in tightening the rear QR skewer enough to stop the wheel being pulled forward under tension. That and the pain is a about a resistant as a receptionist's nails. i.e. not very.

Gower Bike Ride - 6 July 2008

28.09 miles to Llanrhidian, back to Kittle then back out and back again down to the front. Pissed with rain for about 15 mins near the beginning which got everyone soaked, but thinned the field out a bit. Thankfully the route avoided almost all of the major hills (Parkmill and Oxwich most particularly). Got back to St. Helen's in 02:09:50 which I though was pretty good, although my sprint finish only succeeded in taking one place - although it wasn't a race anyway. A nice morning out if not particularly challenging, although I was pushing the pace so my thighs are aching now. I beat a far few guys on road bikes though on XC tyres, so I was more than happy.

the Brophy Courtesy Car Adventure

Gay.

Gayer.

Gayest.

Some interracial hoodie rape on a hill. I don't mean raping hoodies, that would be wrong.

A tiny problem when we went to leave...

...at 9:15...

We went for a ride in Phil's courtesy car before they took it back (a lorry drove into his parked Fiat) - somehow they gave him a Peugeot convertable although God knows why. Gay isn't the word. It was so crushed with 4 of us at one point my head was wedged between the headrest and top of the windcreen. Plus it was diesel. A diesel performance cabriolet? No, you are right it wasn't. Still a marginally entertaining drive to Langland, some fish and chips by the beach and then a walk aroud the headland and over the golf course. Getting back to the car was easy, but leaving that car park wasn't - as we discovered the gates had been locked at 8:30 for some bizarre reason. Fortunately Phil went to the local restaurant and they had a key and let us out. Not really that exciting really.