Last week I saw Malcolm Middleton play in Fopp.
*two thumbs up*
I bought his new CD and got it signed :)

One of his songs is called We're All Going to Die. A strangly uplifting tune considering the title.
He is cool. He used to be in Arab Strap.
Check him out at malcolmmiddleton.co.uk

Anyone notice that sometimes the planets align a bit too spooky for their own good?
Granted it's a small world but too often situations tinged with dramatic irony come to pass that jump up and surprise. This mostly happens when I least want it to.
Don't get me wrong, sometimes the planets align the best way possible which is excellent.
Like the other week I was chatting to random Glasgow Art Students on the train who got off at St Andrews. Next morning when I went for a run I passed them trying to hitchhike back to Glasgow on the road just outside my flat in Dundee. Random stuff.
Sometimes fate unfolds badly but with hilarious consequences. But every so often the most annoying and unlikely thing can happen. Anyone else?

Watching 24 last night I noticed It happens a lot there too.

Nice and vague innit?

Watch lots of 24.

Warning! May cause extreme nightmares.

When I did get to sleep I dreampt that my home was under terrorist attack. Without warning, random people started exploding around the house. Suicide bombers who must have accidentally swallowed something explosive because they didn't know they were going to blow up. They let shower small marble sized 'bomblets' with Spiderman's face on them. Jack Bauer told me not to touch them.
"It's okay, I'll just go out the window", said I. So I did.

Then there appeared an alternate ending to Shaun of the Dead. Somehow Simon Pegg had been impregnated by a zombie : (
He was sat with Nick Frost on folding chairs at the edge of the running track at a Sports Day with a huge green Zombie baby on his knee.
"Isn't he a cute little fella" proclaimed Simon.


I woke slightly traumatised.

Labels: 24, jack bauer, shaun of the dead, simon pegg, spiderman, sports day, zombies