Adam's Blog

It was a Saturday morning, I was ten minutes early for a haircut and had some time to kill / hands to warm before my appointment. Wandering around Windsor enjoying one of the first Saturday mornings I've ever seen without a hangover, I found myself staring into the window of a Sony Center in much the same way a Big Issue seller would stare into the happy place that is McDonalds and imagine the sweet sweet taste of a Big Mac.

With my brain totally switched off for fear of a rational thought, I wandered in to look at the tellies. Hmmm, nice HD tellies.

After being asked several times if I needed assistance by unknowledgeable Saturday staff, I showed an interest in an LCD Bravia TV. To fill the rather large hole left in my soul due to the fact I couldn't pick up my car this weekend, I went on to further quench my thirst for irrational purchases by picking up the TV and one of only 3 remaining PlayStation 3s, convincing myself that I 'needed a Blu-Ray player anyway' and that this is just a cheap (thus actually saving money) way to achieve that. An eager salesman with very little persuading threw in an extra wireless controller, HDMI cable and TV stand with it as well. The gaming joy awaiting was going to be unstoppable.

Turned out to be a rather expensive hair chop, but the rest of the day was as expected as I breached new levels of geek configuring the PS3 to my wireless, PSP and after much faff, Flickr Account with the help of Flickr Backup. All about seeing your photos in 3D realness.

I then joined fellow excited geeks across the country in Resistance: Fall of Man in multiplayer mode, where I soon realised that due to my arms being longer than anyone else online, my hand/eye co-ordination made for great cannon fodder. Still great though, I'd even go as far as to say its the most fun you can have online with two hands.

Posted by Tumbleweeds at 12:07 am | Permalink | Comments

Although she's drained me of most of my disposable income over the last 2 years, I love this car and only have just one more drive to work in it before its taken off my hands forever.

I just sold it to a chap from Auto-trader made me an offer. I've added £2.5k of body kits, exhausts, induction kits etc over the past year which made bog all difference to the resale value. As much as I enjoyed chavving it up, I won't be making that mistake on my GT3 that I plan to pick up on Saturday, having been Carlos for 4 days.

The guy I sold it to is only from Lightwater, so I will no doubt see her again with another man caressing her steering wheel as he takes her up the M3.

Posted by Tumbleweeds at 9:02 pm | Permalink | Comments

Just got back from 4 days in Warsaw in Poland. We stayed at the Oki Doki hostel, which was my first hostel experience. On the first night, because I booked separately, I was led off from the comfort of actually staying with anyone I knew and had to share with 7 other strangers. Properly weird. Nice though, pretty freindly - once you get into the idea of a hostel is to pretty much chat shit to people all day.

I had to stay on the top bunk, and crept into the room at about 4am. Everyone was already asleep as most people were bumming around Europe on a £3 budget and evenings were traditionally about reading, pool and generally wasting a year in the most unconstuctive means possible. I however, was putting my time to great use by poisoning my body on as much Vodka as they could serve.

This was possibly the worst night, as I after about 5 seconds, realised that I needed a pee, so took my drunkeness to the toilet, waking everyone up a second time by crashing into everything in my path. So, after a night of holding in farts (I was a mixed dorm, I'm not an animal), being careful not to snore and trying to lie in silence, I put myself in for transfer.

Re-bonded with my pals, I could be myself and not have to worry about noise or being a drunken English arse.

So the rest of the trip was pretty much the same deal. When its 50p a pint, or about a quid for a very large vodka, there's not really a choice.

There was one moment when we decided to do something other than drink, purely so that we had something else to say to parents and girlfriends that could possibly form the beginnings of a conversation. We went to an old Nazi Prison where the SS pretty much sank to the lowest forms of humanity during the German occupation of the second world war. Very interesting, and slightly depressing, but worth going to. The stark contrast from the evening's activities was a little surreal, and hard to believe it didn't happen all that long ago.

Nazis aside, we then set out about town for night number two. We started off in the hostel, spoke to loads of people, really interesting folk from around the world, relentlessly knocking back 50p drinks before heading out to the streets to visit the vast array of night spots dotted around the city center. :)

Labels: warsaw poland

Posted by Tumbleweeds at 11:42 am | Permalink | Comments