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'Ello
I'm Kev, a 24 year old Cumbrian bloke adrift in the Essex region after graduating then post-graduating from Essex Uni.

Currently suffering a Clerks-style existence in a video shop, where I amuse myself with primitive real world Photoshoppery; cutting out faces from magazines and sticking them over the ones on the video sleeves. Then watching people's double-takes.

I am aware how sad this is.

I drink too much, smoke too much and like the occasional halluci-ma-genic journey altogether too much. This is probably why I'm not rich. I luv me reading, me films, me drawing and me 'Shopping, and as I write this, I just got me first (and prob'ly last) front page! Which made me multi-happy :)

I've been lurking about b3ta for a year or so, but have only recently unspazzed enough to get on that thar message board. So hello at last to you all :)

Recent front page messages:

Growing up near the ACDC rehearsal room
had a profound effect on young Joey...

He became the Kerrangeroo.
Woo! First front page! You're all too kind....
(Tue 26th Aug 2003, 18:46, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Best Graffiti Ever

Ipswich waterfront,
Pre-gentrified.

Heck of a labour of love...
(Fri 4th May 2007, 15:26, More)

» Ripped Off

My brother
is a hardcore Liverpool FC supporter - latest strip, season ticket, the works. So when he spotted a shirt on Ebay a couple of years back, signed by the whole squad, he got bidding pretty much straight away.
He won, he paid - some 60 or 70 quid - the package winged its way up the A6, and was opened...
The signatures were there, alright. Each player's name, in the exact same handwriting. More specifically, the same handwriting as was on the envelope.
Sympathetic noises trumped hysterical barking laughter, somehow...
(Thu 15th Feb 2007, 20:19, More)

» When were you last really scared?

To easy
The Tailypo. Had it read to us by some sadistic fuck teacher in the second year of Infants. Weeks of nightmares, incontinence and insomnia.

Almost a quarter of a century later, and Amazon, thinks I, gives me the chance to exorcise some brain demons. And look! It comes with a cute yellow audio cassette!

I reread it earlier this week. Listened to the tape, thus hearing the Tailypo's voice for the first time.

Nightmares? Check.

Isomnia? Yep.

Incontinence? Er...

Really, if you allow a young child to read this book, you are simply evil.
(Fri 23rd Feb 2007, 17:18, More)

» Where is the strangest place you have slept?

My better half's dad, back in his drinkier days
was on an important business thing in New York, which turned into a blackout sesh.
He woke up the next morning face down in a street in the Bronx, wallet and keys lying conspicuously to either side of him, totally untouched. Staggered up, re-packed, fucked off. Quickly.
He assumed, post-hangover, that he was such an obvious target that he was too obvious a target to actually become a target. A cunning, paranoia-utilising survival plan, or a jammy fucking escape?
The second, I reckon.
(Sat 30th Dec 2006, 2:49, More)