infoxicated

Wow – I cant believe that it’s over a week since I last posted an update. A summary of events is in order…

Fliss’ 20th birthday night out was a good laugh last Friday – mostly thanks to Kieran suggesting we went for a meal first. Good one! The rest of the long weekend was whiled away quite tamely in comparison.

Monday night made for a fun, though, with the jubilee fireworks down at the Albert Dock and the beverages consumed afterward it made me feel almost patriotic. Almost.

Tuesday, myself and Dado went skateboarding back down at the Albert Dock. I was fairly pants… in my defence I was using my good board, which is totally different from my usual board that Dado was using. So add to that the fact I didn’t want it to get damaged… and the trucks were way too loose to control any landings. Ack – what the heck, I would have been pants regardless. Dado was pretty decent for his first time out in a few years, though. He’s already better than me at football, so I really must practice on the skateboard to close the gap.

On Thursday this week the big kahuna was in the building at work. The man himself was given a tour of the intranet I’ve developed and gave it a resounding thumbs up! Wahey!

Of course, I was totally stoked, and my boss was too, along with his boss, so it really made my week. It’s only now that the project is taking shape and gaining momentum, so to be told by the big kahuna himself that it would be of use to other studios was really ace.

Went to the above at the NEC in Birmingham at the weekend – check out the pictures. For the most part it was just a matter of feeling resentful of all the middle aged dudes in beards driving fantastic looking sports cars.

It was good to get up close to a few personal favourites, though – the GT-40 and the DeLorean were fantastic to see. The guy who owned the DeLorean in the pictures was nice enough to explain how he’d come to own it and the plans he had in future to restore it. Not that it looked like it needed much restoring, but I guess that owning a classic car is an ongoing project.

The only disappointments were the size of the show – it was in a pretty small hall and a walk around didn’t take long at all. The other let down was TOCA Race Driver – being shown for the first time by Codemasters. I had a practice before entering their competition, but the game was so crap that I didn’t even bother entering. Seems I’ll have to look elsewhere for a decent racing game on the PS2.

No, that’s not a typo. This, however, is madness; some teacher has won a grand of compensation after being slagged off on Friends Reunited. Okay, so maybe the pupil was a complete tosser and told a few porkies, but in general there are teachers who are complete bastards who deserve to be outed.

Fifteen years ago it was safe for Mrs Craig (the french teacher at Torpoint Comprehensive) to punch me on either side of the head because I was day dreaming during her class. Safe because she scared the shit out of me and I reckoned I’d get into more trouble if I told my mum what the nasty cow had done. If this happened now, I’d sure as hell be posting it on the internet, letting people know that this woman had struck me. And I’d love every last second of it – I’d cherish the moments as the press called the school, the BBC got wind of it and the bitch suddenly went on “sick leave.”

But I couldn’t do that fifteen years ago. Which meant there was no justice, even if it would have been of the kangaroo court variety. Mrs Craig got away with it – she might have gotten away with hitting other kids too… all because she could. I spent the next year or so at that school feeling sick in the pit of my stomach every time I had to attend her class or walk past her in the corridor.

So to have the whistle blown on teachers like, or worse than Mrs Craig seems perfectly reasonable to me.

As long as you’re being honest you should have twenty other kids who were in the class who can back you up if your tormentor chooses to take you to court. I’d say teachers who behave badly are fair game.