I have to say that I am incredibly excited about today's Champions League draw. Real Madrid playing Juventus, Barcelona versus Chelsea, Bayern Munich against Arsenal, and, of course, Man. Utd. facing off against AC Milan, for the first time in 25 years. There isn't a dud in the other four games either. I can not wait until the 22nd of February. And with odds between 10/1 and 14/1 on United winning it, I might be forced into having a little flutter.
On the subject of knicker wetting excitement, yesterday evening I had a very pleasant surprise. (To give you some context, a couple of weeks ago, one of my favourite — okay, my favourite — barmaid from the cafe quit working there, for various reasons that aren't my business to go into. Every time I've entered the place since then I've wondered if she'll be there, and up till now she hasn't been.) After a particularly greasy meal (a tomatoey chorizo dish served with roast potatoes and parsnips and fried courgette), I went for a walk to give the food a chance to slip some way through my system before I tried dousing it with beer. (The walk also gave me the chance to listen to Kanye West's album, which I still think is very good.) As I neared home, and therefore the bar, I wondered if I would see said lady. Lo and behold she was stood outside the cafe as I rounded the corner. Not only was she there but she was also pleased to see me (I know it's somewhat hard to believe). Seeing her probably rated as the most exciting moment of my week — which is almost certainly a comment on the kind of week I've been having, amongst other things.
Apropos of nothing (well actually, because somebody started a sentence with, "Happiness is..." and I finished, "... a cigar called Hamlet."), here are a couple of links that made me smile. The photobooth advert and the John West bear advert (the quality is a little poor for both of these). And, of course, these made me think of the fake/spoof/real Mastercard blowjob advert.
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