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hello...

i am ben, a QOTW lurker, (very) occasional image challenge poster (i have the skills, just not often the imagination), thrash metal guitarist and father of one.

i get paid to design stuff and make eBooks at a publishing company. which is nice. i moonlight as a sound engineer...

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» Losing it

For the first time in many years
I now live on my own, having shared houses with various friends, girlfriends and a wife over the last decade.

This has its ups and downs, but you when you find yourself shouting at a woodlouse to 'fuck off' it may be the point at which to admit you've spent a bit too much time on your own recently...
(Thu 21st Jul 2011, 15:49, More)

» The Soundtrack of your Life

Driving
Back in 2002, I went travelling to Australia with 3 of my friends. As there were four of us, we pooled our money and bought a car, with a view to driving our whole trip. Our first stop would be Ayers Rock (or Uluru, as the local aborigines would prefer you call it). We were on a tight schedule, as we had to get up there from Adelaide, then back down to Melbourne to meet another friend who was arriving in five days time.

So after a short first day, we drove... and drove and drove and drove. Then drove a bit more, aiming to hit Ayers Rock for sunrise. I was pulling the very early shift, must've been about 2am...

Lots of music had soundtracked our journey so far, through our crappy car stereo with one working speaker; Aerosmith, Faith No More, Sheryl Crow (?), Shakira (?!) and whatever other pikey tapes we'd picked up in our previous stopover in Bali. But there's nothing that can quite freak you out more at 2 in the morning while it's pitch black outside, all your friends are asleep, you're dodging suicidal kangaroos and hallucinating giant walls on each side of the road than Jim Morrison singing in a tinny voice on your left...



'This is the end'.

I had to wake someone up after that.
(Thu 28th Jan 2010, 17:04, More)

» I don't understand the attraction

Episodic TV
The Wire, Lost, Heroes, Battlestar Galactica, soaps; the list goes on of things I haven't watched. I just can't be arsed really.

Give me something I can drop in on anytime; you and your overarching storylines can bugger off.
(Thu 15th Oct 2009, 15:29, More)

» My Biggest Disappointment

Mr Frosty is such fun
A couple of years back, my younger brother and I were bemoaning the fact that despite them being all over the TV and stuff we never had a Mr Frosty iced drink maker thing when we were kids. We were half-joking but our mother's ears obviously pricked up...

Fast forward to Christmas that year. There's an odd package under the tree for both beanojam and beanojam's brother. This is unusual.

Well bugger us sideways with a rusty tuba if it isn't our (should-have-been) childhood friend Mr Frosty! We were well chuffed (bear in mind at this point that we would have been aged about 22 and 19...).

So of course first thing we do in the period between finishing the present frenzy and having far too much food is go and raid the freezer for ice to try and make 'great drinks for everyone...' (or whatever the hell the catchphrase was).

*crunch*

Fucking cheap plastic shite. It could barely crush the ice and the flavours made it taste like crap. Then the handle snapped. FFS. Childhood nostalgia shattered.

You can still buy these things. My advice? Don't bother.
Get a fucking blender and draw a smiley face on it.
(Fri 27th Jun 2008, 14:02, More)

» Accidental innuendo

hooray, remembered one!
I live near a small village called Fishbourne, in which there is a pub called 'The Blackboy Inn'.

Possibly not that funny (maybe mildly racist, I've never been sure...), until driving back from a road trip somewhere we tried to tell my friend behind the wheel where we'd got to.




Resulting in him saying: 'Blackboy Inn my arse.'

Much hilarity ensued...
(Thu 12th Jun 2008, 19:46, More)
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