ONE] Superheroes have more fun. It's true; and by 'Superheroes' i'm not referring to real-life [fake]
comic phenomenons people only get the opportunity to engage with through faded old strips or over a
mountain of toffee popcorn, i'm talking tangible, twenty year old+ crazed youthful people in tights and
spandex. This Friday saw exactly that, with the twenty first birthday of a good friend exploding in a haze of
train station wrestling, cape flapping and papparazzi-style mobbing. Why we all decided to wear the
tightest outfits known to man will forever remain a mystery, but it happened, and so did THIS:
Batman, Robin, the Joker, Poison Ivy and Catwoman, with a Ghost Buster peeping his head through, like a little guard dog, checking that we were all safe from ghosts and such. Pee.ess No imagination needed for this photo.
Wave goodbye to your previous personas, dignity and morals [catwoman can pretty much get away with
anything], Batman Fancy Dress is probably the best idea anyone's had in a long time [except for buy one
pizza, get another for £1, which is a pretty brilliant idea.]
TWO] South London bus experiences are better than watching Jeremy Kyle. Whilst many avid fans of Jezza will
positively be cursing into their Monstermunch at this statement, others will know exactly what I am
referring to. Note: It is not OK to think you can start a fight with six superheroes on a bus when:
a] you've clearly had enough cider to sedate a pregnant elephant.
b] you think that proceeding to whip off your jumper and shirt to reveal your prized wife beater is
intimidating. It's about as intimidating as Joe Pasquale, in a baby grow, after inhaling helium.
c] the people you're threatening to 'merk' actually know you. Yes, this one was a real bright
spark.
Just 'av it.
THREE] Vocalzone voice sweets are INCREDIBLE. Not only to these pastilles work miracles [until you've tried
singing for an entire day after having gone out as a back-flipping, spandex-wearing lady-cat the night
before you won't know my pain] by completely restoring your voice/sinuses in the face of despair, they
come wrapped in a packet with mini treble clefs dotted around the foil! Is this not amazing?!
Whilst this last fact clearly shows the state of insanity recording songs for hours every available
weekend has driven me to, i'm pretty sure that any singer I know will google them after reading this.
Look at it. All mighty and red. Not sure why the rabbit from Donnie Darko is on the cover though.
SO there we have it.
Superheroes, fake fights and red packaging; all in a weekends' work darling.
I would also like to quickly take this opportunity to mention that an old friend was recently in a devastating car crash; he is still in a critical condition and still in a coma but is showing signs of stabilizing and definite improvement, which is absolutely brilliant news. Hopefully I'll have more good news soon.
Get better soon George.
xx
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