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About Me

I'm just some bloke. I live in Glasgow, I have a boring job. I like doing stuff but usually don't bother. I watch a lot of wrestling, but not enough new stuff. Or maybe exactly enough, if it's all as bad as it sounds when I read about it. I'm just here for shits and giggles. Giggles are generally preferable to shits though.By the way, if you're going to ask me to be your friend, it would make sense to send me a message first, or even at the same time. You wouldn't just walk up to someone in a pub and hand them a card saying "Be My Friend" now, would you? You'd say "hi, how are you?" and take it from there. It would be nice if folks did that here too.

My Interests

Wrestling, mostly. I like lots of films and music and stuff like that, but none have the Anaconda Vice-like grip on me that wrestling has.I'm also a Celtic sympathiser. This is like being a supporter, except that not one penny of my money has ever gone towards the club, so I've never actually supported them at all.

I'd like to meet:

People who aren't arseholes. I know it's a tall order, but there must be a few out there.

Music:

I'm not going to list every artist I own any music by like most people. I just can't be arsed. Some of the stuff I've been enjoying recently is here.

Movies:

Anything by Richard Linklater, especially Dazed and Confused and Waking Life. Lord Of The Rings. Spike Jonze films. Edward Scissorhands. Any Given Sunday. Spinal Tap. And Muppet films, especially The Muppet Movie. It's a post-modern work of comedic genius...

Television:

I hardly watch TV. I LOVE Lost though. And this may be the funniest thing in the world.....Also, Spaced.

Books:

Everything by Douglas Adams. Everyone should read Last Chance To See. Lanark by Alasdair Gray and How Late It Was, How Late by James Kelman. The imaginary Glasgow is so much more entertaining than the real one. Also Slamthology and Turning The Tables by John Lister (my 2nd Best Friend) and Frantic Planet by Stuart Millard. Buy all three or get off my Friends List.

Heroes:

Douglas Adams. Cactus Jack. Aneurin Bevan.

My Blog

Lyrics That Mean Something 12

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe,It don't matter anyhow.And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe,If you don't know by now.When your rooster crows at the break of dawnLook out your wi...
Posted by Kenny on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 05:37:00 PST

Weirdness

Here's a weird thing. I posted my last blog entry (the one about all the painful stuff) at about 2 or 3 in the morning. As most of my friends are British, I assume most of them were probab...
Posted by Kenny on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 06:15:00 PST

Pain, blues and agony

Some of you may have noticed me moaning like an old woman about my aches and pains over the last few weeks. Since Myspazz blogs are the online home of self-pity, I thought I'd expand on the issu...
Posted by Kenny on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 05:44:00 PST

Lyrics Than Mean Something 11

You've got a lot to answer for, but baby I love you.You've got a lot to answer for, but baby I love you.If it turns to blue, what are we gonna do?If it stays on white, will it be alright?If it all tur...
Posted by Kenny on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 12:22:00 PST

And now the end is near...

So it's nearly the end of the year. I suppose it's natural for most people to look back and review what they've accomplished over the previous 12 months around now, but it's an even stronger urg...
Posted by Kenny on Sun, 03 Dec 2006 12:18:00 PST

Lyrics Than Mean Something 10

I met a girl, she was a frog princess.I guess I ought to make it clearThat I saw nothing through her see-through dressUntil she whispered in my ear - "You don't really love me and I don't really mind'...
Posted by Kenny on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 01:28:00 PST

Lyrics That Mean Something 9

You got a lotta nerve to say you are my friend,When I was down you just stood there grinning.And you got a lotta nerve to say you got a helping hand to lend,You just want to be on the side that's winn...
Posted by Kenny on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 01:25:00 PST

Lyrics That Mean Something 8

Oh I need some time to make sense of somethingI lost along on the ride,Thought I was fine,When she speaks she's like a mime,Its hard to read her simple mind,Turns me inside out in a way I can't define...
Posted by Kenny on Sat, 14 Oct 2006 03:22:00 PST

Lyrics That Mean Something 7

A winter's dayIn a deep and dark December;I am alone,Gazing from my window to the streets belowOn a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.I am a rock,I am an island.I've built walls,A fortress deep and...
Posted by Kenny on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 05:37:00 PST

Lyrics That Mean Something 6

The moon was full, your whisky sour,Oh girl there's no need to be so dour'Cos when you walk with me in the beginning of the dayYou see, I don't need anything that way.I'm wishing things could be the s...
Posted by Kenny on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 05:19:00 PST