Most of these were particularly easy tasks, hence the reason I said I would do them. Since it is now April I thought I better give you an update on how I am getting on.
The film is written, but since I am on holiday from school at the moment filming is currently on hiatus until mid April.
4 I will not fail school.
So far, so good. Altho at the moment I am suffering from an extreme lack of motivation. That's one of the reason I am doing the Blog ever day for a month, I am hoping that writing everyday will bring out my creative side.
5 I will take a road trip down south.
Not got round to this yet, I am hoping to get round to this in summer time, assuming I can get some money.
6 Super secret amazingly awesome project number 1.
Alright, confession time. This was meant to be a surprise party for Kev, it was his birthday and he became a doctor in January. So Alice (his future wife) and myself were organising a surprise party for him, it was going to be epic. I was even going to do a musical number. But then Alice told him about it. In her defence she did have her reasons. Kev had his big doctor interview 3 days after the date we wanted for the party.
7 Super secret amazingly awesome project number 2.
This project is coming along nicely, I don't want to say too much but it is awesome, and amazing! I hope to make an announcement revealing the details of this super secret project within a couple of months.
8 I will start watching 24.
Not got round to this yet, I will eventually. Can someone lend me the DVD? I am too poor to buy it.
9 I will finally watch Lord Of The Rings.
Same as above
10 I will go to Edinburgh zoo.
I will be in Edinburgh in late April for filming with my classmates, I will be back in June for Ian's wedding, and Adam is back in August so I'm sure I will be down in Edinburgh then. So I will def visit the zoo on one of these occasions and I will try my best to steal an animal. I'm thinking a monkey, or maybe a penguin.
So that's about it, considering how easy my challenges are, I am quite disappointed that I have done so little of them. I will keep you updated as to my progress throughout the year.
Thats All For Now
Until Next Time
Have A Nice
Andy G
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Those of you who follow me on facebook, may have noticed I had a little rant during the week.
The reason this makes me so happy is, lately my facebook news feed is constantly taken up with things like, farmville, fishville, mafia wars and some other bollocks.
I don't care what kind of fucking fish you are.
Another reason is, I have discovered how to block people from my news feed so I never see what they post.
This is also a relief.
I don't understand why people feel the need to pour there hearts out on a facebook status update.
It's pathetic really.
I don't care if for the first time in your life you feel betrayed or you think you are in love for the first time, its fucking facebook, not your diary!
I am aware that one or two of the people I blocked might be reading this blog, but to be honest I don't care. Maybe you are even intelligent enough to figure out I am talking about you.
Maybe you'll block me, maybe I am one of the really annoying people who constantly takes up your newsfeed with my retarded comments and updates on this stupid little blog. If so then you should block me.
Only fair I suppose.
It's highly annoying, also I don't see the point in joining some of the incredibly stupid and pointless groups out there.
Is there any need?
Now I will admit to joining some groups recently I even formed one.
The Where is Dave Bailey Group.
But there was a point to that, I wanted to track down Dave Bailey, I can even excuse some of the groups relating to the ship.
"I hate Boatdrill" etc.
Because they are a way to get in touch with old shipmates. But some of these groups, what the fuck is the point?
Now in the early days of facebook even I joined a few of these stupid things, because I didn't know any better. I am a member of Uncle buck and The Ron Burgandy Appreciation society.
Fuck knows why.
I don't care enough to go into the page and actually leave the group. So maybe in some ways I am a hypocrite. But I'm not joining any more of these stupid things, It's retarded. I have joined some groups recently, but they all have a point. There is a purpose to them, and a purpose to my joining them, can anyone really say the same of the
"I flip the pillow to the cool side group."
Anyway, that's my moan over with.
To the point of this post, I posted my little rant on facebook and my friend Richard left me a comment.
I don't know if this is true but I choose to believe it is.
So that's the end of my little rant, I hope I haven't offended anyone.
Well maybe a couple of you.
And now I will leave you with a song.
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Thats All For Now
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Have A Nice
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Im not a big fan of news years resolutions, I don’t think I've ever actually made any. I was a vegetarian throughout all of January 2007, this was not so much a new years resolution but more of a bet. My then colleague and future flat mate Richard bet me I couldn’t do it. It was understandable as I had meat with every meal, some meals that’s all I had.
But I did it. I was a vegetarian for all of January 2007 and I earned a pound a day for my efforts. The bet was actually with two people, Richard and Luke The Magic Man, Richard eventually did the honourable thing and paid me my money, Luke The Magic Man never did. He doesn’t believe I did it. The sad thing is I really did. This was particularly difficult when we went for our staff night out, while the rest of the staff were enjoying a selection of fantastic chinese dishes filled with, chicken and beef and pork and prawns, I was enjoying a bowl of tofu and mixed vegetables. By enjoying I mean drowning in beer.
Anyway, New years resolutions are all bullshit, it's an excuse for people to try and convince themselves they are going to change there lives. If you really want to join a gym and lose weight then why wait till January 1st, do it now fatty!
As we enter the last few days of 2009 I started to think about my year. What was 2009 for me? The year started off in Edinburgh and finished in Aberdeen.
I don't care what anyone says, she's called Baby G!!!!
Ever since 20o1 I’ve come up with a slogan, something that will define the upcoming year for me. Something that states the kind of year I hope to have:
2001 lets have some fun
2002 What will I do?
2003 its all about me!
2004 it won’t be a bore
2005 it wont be a dive ( it was)
2006 ill get out of the sticks
2007 its gonna be heaven
2008 its gonna be great
2009 its gonna be mine!
2010 ????
I dunno, what will 2010 be for me.
2010 I’ll meet a girl called Jen?
2010 Ill talk to my friend Ben?
2010 I dinnae ken?
2010 I'll go for dinner at zen?
2010 we’ll meet again?
Not sure yet.
As I said I don’t really believe in News Years resolutions, with that in mind, I have set myself a number of New Year Challenges.
Since this is the tenth year of this new millennium, I have compiled a list of 10 Challenges I must complete before the end of 2010.
1 I will find Dave Bailey and buy him a pint!
As regular readers will know, Dave Bailey is a fucken legend! After he disappeared no one has heard anything from him. He must be out there somewhere. I will find him and buy him a pint!
I will finish this, I’ve written about 10 letters so far. I have received very few replies. I will get all 50 done by the end of the year.
3 I will write and direct my own film
This is actually a requirement for school, so its not so much of a challenge but a demand of the college, but it still seems worth mentioning.
4 I will not fail school
I say this because I am a pessimistic bastard. I dropped out of school the first time around and then quit uni the following year. This is mainly because I was a drunken moron, now I admit that not much has changed. I am still a drunken moron, the difference now is………..
Well alright there is no difference now.
5 I will take a road trip down south
I’ve been saying Ill do this for years but never got round to it. I did a cross country trip around 3 years ago and it was ace. I saw all my old shipmates. This time around I'm gonna go down to London and work my way back home, I'm gonna try and see all the people I haven’t seen in years, Like the guys I lived with when I lived in Middlesbrough. Most of them have kids now, that’s fucken mental! And of course I'll catch up with all the old QE2 crew.
6 I will take part in super secret
amazingly awesome project number 1
I can’t tell you anything about this, it’s a secret, and its awesome.
7 I will take part in super secret
amazingly awesome project number 2
Same as above
8 I will start watching 24
Everyone tells me its ace. I just never got around to watching it
9 I will finally watch lord of the rings
same as above
10 I will go to Edinburgh Zoo
I lived in Edinburgh for nearly a year, and I never got round to visiting the zoo, I went there once when I was very young, I think it's about time I went back, Adam & I always wanted a pet monkey, I am sure they can't be that expensive from Edinburgh zoo.
Thats All For Now
Until Next Time
Have A Nice
Andy G
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Someone commented to me lately that this blog is meant to be "The Drunken adventures of a mature student" and i haven't talked about any drunken escapades lately.
I decided to remedy that.
As some of you will know I recently tried to give up drinking until December.
Well last night I fell off the wagon. Well maybe not fell off, so much as jumped off.
I willfully jumped off the wagon into a pool of drunkenness and it was wonderful.
It occurs to me that I have mentioned the restaurant where I work a few times in the past and no doubt will continue to do so in the future. Just as I did with The Tapas Towers, I feel should give the restaurant a suitable pseudonym, other than "The Restaurant." So henceforth The Restaurant which is good enough to employ me on a part time basis which allows me to take out all my frustrations on all the incredibly stupid customers who I am fairly certain get more irritating as life goes on, shall be known as Vincents. After the owner Vinnie. The owners name is not Vinnie but this is something Adam came up with a few years ago after meeting him. He said he seems like a Vinnie. Which in some respects he does.
So last night was just another fun filled friday night at Vincents, We had a large party of norweigans who took up most of my time. We get a shit load of Norski's in Vincents, I'm fairly certain that we are the unofficial norweigan embassy in Aberdeen. It's good business i suppose but 9 times out of 10 they are always so fucken rude. One guy clicked his fingers at me last night. I asked him if he was looking for his dog and then i left him to it.
Now good reader, you are obviously an incredibly wise and intelligent person, this is obvious because you have chosen to read my blog. Let me tell you this, NEVER EVER click your fingers or whistle to get attention in a restaurant. You will be ignored, or if your not ignored then more than likely something unpleasant will happen to your food.
I have never sabotaged a meal or drink in any restaurant i have worked in, but i know plenty of people who have.
Have you ever seen the movie Waiting. It's brilliant. buy it right now!
It will show what some waiters are really like. I have heard stories from friends about almost identical things that happen in this movie.
Anyway, I digress.
Back to last night.
I wasn't planning on drinking, it just sort of happened. I initially stopped because when Sean was visiting i was drunk every day. So i stopped altogether and life was just dull. so last night after work i thought FUCK IT! lets go get fucked up! This was also inspired by Ian the new manager at Vincents insisting we have a bottle of wine with our staff meal after work, by insisting i mean suggesting. So we drank that between 3 of us and then headed down to the club below Vincents, it was bollywood night. It wasn't very busy but there were a few hotties in, and the girls on the dance floor were going mental! I mean proper mental. I don't mean insane mental, I mean dancing mental (just so we're clear). I talked before about my friend Ian from edinburgh, when he came up to help me move my stuff to aberdeen, I discovered that he's got more moves than my friend Marks bowels after a curry, well sorry mate, I don't think you could keep up with these girls.
So after a couple of ciders (i'm told there less fattening) I decided to head home. But as i was leaving i remembered something, something my partially drunk brain thought was very, very important.
Earlier that day i got a text from my mate Nick asking if I wanted to come round to his house for a few drinks and then head into town. I was forced to say no because i was working, but surely everyone else can't be working. They all have "proper jobs" where they don't have to work on friday nights. I fired off a few texts.
"anyone out tonight?"
The always sarcy bugger Dave simply replied "yes"
I eventually discovered the boys were indeed out on the razz ma tazz and we arranged to meet in Espionage.
Now there has always been a problem with me working in the restaurant then going out after. I might finish work around 11:30 and have a beer or 2 when im done, but by this point all the boys have been drinking for 3 and a bit hours. So when I eventually met them they were all truly buckled and i was only tipsy.
Nick in particular was truly out of it. Nick was out with his fiancee Karen and one of her mates, a blond girl. A couple of the guys were sleazing on her like there was no tomorrow. Goggs at one point seemed quite chuffed with himself when he had been talking to her for 5 minutes straight and she hadn't run away. The look on her face however told another story. Now I don't know if it was deliberate or not, but for some reason, Goggs poured some of his drink down blondies top. No one knows why. He spilt some down her and then turned to face us with a massive grin on his face. He seemed quite chuffed with his actions. I think he may have been trying to initiate some kind of tribal mating custom. I don't think he pulled her, good on him for trying an original approach tho. It was good night, even tho I'm not working as much, i am still not going out enough, this is mainly due to funds, but fuck it. Might as well be like every there student out there and get into shitload of debt. Another highlight of last night was getting to see Drunk Aders, Drunk Aders is perhaps one of my favourite people. He is highly entertaining while intoxicated. At one point during the evening he said pulled me over saying he needed to tell me a secret. I'm always one for a bit of gossip so leaned over, fully expecting him to tell me he's coming out of the closet or he is secretly in love with a goat or something of equal interest.
"i think i'm a little bit drunk."
Well I'm lad he told me because at this point i hadn't noticed, I thought all the struggling to stand up and slurring of words was a medical condition.
by this point it was around 1:30 am, and i was starting to catch up with everyone (drunkenness wise) and i got a phone call. Now its not unusual for me to get a phone call at half one in the morning when you knows as many drunkards as I do, but oddly the number was withheld.
I couldn't hear a thing down the phone. I moved to a quieter area and still couldn't hear anything. it was a bit of a bad line, this added to the fact i was in a night club and i was a tad drunk did not equal an intelligent conversation. I could barely make out what they were saying.
it sounded like a woman, she sounded foreign, but i couldn't tell where from. i asked who she was and the line kept crackling and i couldn't hear her response. I thought maybe it was my friend Caryn from south africa, I havent heard from her in ages.
"CARYN IS THAT YOU?" i screamed down the phone.
I just couldn't make out what she was saying.
I don't think it was her.
i heard her say "Andy Graham" so obviously she has the right number, and i heard her say something about Aberdeen college, thought it was one of my classmates, i shouted a few of there names down the phone but i couldn't hear the response.
I apologised alot and explained i couldn't hear them, i suppose i could have walked outside the club to talk to them in a much quieter place, but bugger that. It was raining outside and i had a drink in my hand.
"I'm really sorry i can't understand you, its a really bad line. If i know you i'm sure I love you very much and i will talk to you again soon."
This seemed to get there attention
I could barely hear her say "you love me?"
I shouted down the phone
"i'm sure if i know you then hell yeah probably love you, but if this is a wrong number then i probably don't, no offence"
and then i am 99% certain she asked if i wanted to marry her.
"that means you'll fuck me right?"
I couldn't hear the response, i can only assume it was yes.
I hope she's not fat.
So i think i said i would marry her. I only wish I knew who it was.
so if my fiancee is out there, maybe try giving me another call, and letting me know your name, and letting me know whether or not you are a minger, if you are then the wedding is probably off. Ill still have the stag do tho. Adam of course would be the best man, he's had the speech planned for years. And I his. The best thing about my speech for Adams wedding is it is almost identical to his eulogy (i think thats how you spell it, im not a eugoogliser).
"I can't believe Adam is married/ is dead" (delete as appropriate)
In other news the hunt for Dave Bailey continues, So far I have learned that he is not in greece and that everyone agrees he is a fucking legend.
Here's one of my favourite songs which i think all the boys from last night can relate to
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There was no real point to this blog entry, in all honesty i am just killing time while i wait for the Latest episode of Stargate Universe to download, have you been watching it? its fucken brilliant!
Thats all for now
Until Next Time
Have A Nice
Andy G
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A tale of not just a mere mortal man, but that of a legend.
THE LEGEND OF DAVE BAILEY!
As many of you know, many moons ago, I began my carer as a restaurant monkey on the floating caravan that was The QE2. While on board I met many different characters and had many adventures.
By adventures I mean I went to the crew bar alot.
It was on this great floating old folks home that I encountered Dave. He drank more than any man I have ever seen! and I know Adam Poole!
Dave was the biggest party animal I have ever seen. He was in every way possible a legend.
There were rumours he got caught shagging a shoppie by security. there's nothing wrong with shagging a shoppie. I only wish I had, but Dave was shagging her in one of the shops at 3 in the morning. As I say this is only rumour.
Dave is also rumoured to of had a threesome with the canadian shoppie with the big boobs, (pictured on the left) and his cabin mate. I don't know if this is true but apparently his cabin mate came in while they were going at it and Dave just told him to join in. Now thats a friendly cabin mate.
Dave sadly left the ship after a deck party in which he streaked in front of the majority of the crew. Everyone thought it was hilarious with the exception of the personnel manager who fired him the next day.
He got sacked while we were at sea so, due to some human rights laws, he was not thrown overboard. But he was confined to his cabin for the next two days.
On his last night on board, myself a few others felt he quite rightly deserved a good send off. So we shoved a load of pillows under his covers & turned off the lights, so when security came to check on him they thought he was in bed. We snuck him up to the bar and got him good and drunk.
Sadly my friends that is where the Tale of Dave Bailey comes to an untimely end.
He's not dead.
Not as far as anyone knows any way.
He left the ship the next day and was never heard from again.
Where is he now?
Some believe he could be in prison.
Some believe he was the chief advisor to George W Bush.
Some believe he was never real, just a figment of our imagination.
Well I have decided its time to track him down, Have you seen him recently? Do you know where he is?
He was last spotted somewhere around manchester, (I think).
I have dcided to start a nationwide search for the Legend That is Dave Bailey.
If you have any information that could lead to the whereabouts of Dave Bailey then please email
whereisdave@TheBlogOfAndyG.com
A reward will be offered for information leading to the whereabouts of Dave.
This reward will be one pint of your favourite beverage!
so now it is up to you.
Print out the pic of Dave,
Put it on your window, put it on all the lamp posts around your street. Put it up in your local shop, put it up in your local pub, put it up in your local police station, you'll probably find him there.
Lets find Dave Bailey!
Its up to you.
Good Luck!
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Have A Nice
Andy G
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