Bet you never thought I’d ever be described like that! Especially since, given the choice, I prefer to be on a different continent to anything which remotely resembles a dancefloor. Which sort of explains my love for Antarctica. Until those trip-hop-crazy scientists turned up, that is…
So Mark had a party last night and I had a little – well, rather a lot – too much to drink and there was much merriment and dancing involved. Shouldn’t have happened, of course, but it seems at least my dancing received rave reviews the next day. Now that pragmatism for ya! And of course it was nice to see a lot of the old work gang, Toby, Richie, and Isaac. Toby provided his personal brand of cheese in terms of music with an ecclectic mix from Electric Six to Marilyn Manson to Queen. Lyndon and I did have to “censor” some of it, but even so.
And in return for the party, I suppose a quick plug is in order. Mark’s old site drunkadventures.co.uk is sadly no more. After hackers invaded and changed the name to “thatnite.com” Mark couldn’t be arsed to change everything back. Instead, in a moment of unparalleled genius, the lazy git just obtained the www.thatnite.com domain and reopened the site under this new guise. The purpose is the same as ever: a repository for photos from every drunken adventure. If you’re interested in being involved in advertising the site at your school/university/place of work (though you may not want the boss seeing pics of you stumbling around with a trophied traffic cone on your head) then let me know and I’ll put you in touch with Mark.
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