And here is the final product. Alan, you better appreciate this!
Friday, 26 March 2010
The Hero of Time...lapse
A few hours ago, I was wondering what would happen if I actually put some effort into face painting. Like, a proper piece of art kind of effort. Well, needless to say, I set about my task, with my ever faithful and reliable (not) software...
And here is the final product. Alan, you better appreciate this!
And here is the final product. Alan, you better appreciate this!
Wednesday, 24 March 2010
A whole comittee of Scary Clowns
Yesterday was the Gravity Vomit elections. Traditionally, we all go out on a massive social dressed as scary clowns! This has to be by far the coolest fancy dress I have ever gone as. Karys, you would be proud! Anyway, this is the way we elect the new comittee. All have a few drinks and do some speeches and votes. The positions on offer were that of Chair, Secretary, Treasurer, Equipment sec, welfare sec, social sec.
The whole thing started with Chair. I ran for chair, and so did my good friend Scott. We presented ourselves, gave a speech, took questions, and went downstairs to the main bar while everyone voted. We both wished eachother good luck. The votes were counted by 2 ex-chairs Rich and Kate, and we were summoned back up to find out who would be chair...
It was...
A tie.
This confused everyone as to what to do... both me and scott got exactly 50% of the votes each! According to Rich, this is the first time this has ever happened in the history of GV. So what now? So we took some more questions from the GV members. We touched on our previous organising roles, passion for juggling, budgeting, where we want to take the society next year and other things. Then we had to go back downstairs while everyone voted. We were summoned once more, and the result was...
Scott! by a margin of 1 vote! (a record for the closest ever contention of chair)
Fair play to him, he deserved it. I'm sure he is going to do a brilliant job. Anyway, due the informal way in which we elect comittee, I was able to run for Secretary, which is essentially Scott's right hand man- "vice chair" if you will. I ran against Ieuan, who was the previous secretary. So once again, stiff competition because he did such a good job. However, I won! Me and Scott are going to be awesome!
As the evening moved on, the other roles were elected. Tom Smillie was elected treasurer with Matt Kist another very close second. Matt got Equipment sec later on though, so we still get him on comittee! Leo and Faye made welfare and social secs. So once everything was completed we were left with our awesome new comittee!
We were then bought tequila shots by Kate as some kind of handover thing, nice! Leo clearly thinks it was very tasty judging by his face!
So here are a whole bunch of cool pictures from the night!
Thornton looking quite happy for being so scary!
Myself, looking as scary as I can!
Leo is going to be an awesome welfare secretary- he even brought an amazing cake that he hand-built! He had us won over after one bite.
Myself, with our new treasurer, Tom.
Owen, Juggling with his eyes closed! (its not even a clever blink shot, he was actually doing it)
Everyone applying scariness in the bathroom before we went out. Nice face Matt.
Kenny, Tom and Kelly. It is worth noting that many of these awesome pictures are taken by Kenny (middle), he is our unofficial GV photographer, and is amazing behind the lens.
A lovely picture of Ieuan and kelly.
Lets not forget Rob Price, who went considerably overboard with the fake blood! Ronald McDonald has just been hit by a Bus, carrying bricks and knifes.
Finally, one of the coolest shots of the night. All you photo people out there, check it out. There is just something about it that made me want to put it on the blog.
The whole thing started with Chair. I ran for chair, and so did my good friend Scott. We presented ourselves, gave a speech, took questions, and went downstairs to the main bar while everyone voted. We both wished eachother good luck. The votes were counted by 2 ex-chairs Rich and Kate, and we were summoned back up to find out who would be chair...
It was...
A tie.
This confused everyone as to what to do... both me and scott got exactly 50% of the votes each! According to Rich, this is the first time this has ever happened in the history of GV. So what now? So we took some more questions from the GV members. We touched on our previous organising roles, passion for juggling, budgeting, where we want to take the society next year and other things. Then we had to go back downstairs while everyone voted. We were summoned once more, and the result was...
Scott! by a margin of 1 vote! (a record for the closest ever contention of chair)
Fair play to him, he deserved it. I'm sure he is going to do a brilliant job. Anyway, due the informal way in which we elect comittee, I was able to run for Secretary, which is essentially Scott's right hand man- "vice chair" if you will. I ran against Ieuan, who was the previous secretary. So once again, stiff competition because he did such a good job. However, I won! Me and Scott are going to be awesome!
As the evening moved on, the other roles were elected. Tom Smillie was elected treasurer with Matt Kist another very close second. Matt got Equipment sec later on though, so we still get him on comittee! Leo and Faye made welfare and social secs. So once everything was completed we were left with our awesome new comittee!
We were then bought tequila shots by Kate as some kind of handover thing, nice! Leo clearly thinks it was very tasty judging by his face!
So here are a whole bunch of cool pictures from the night!
Thornton looking quite happy for being so scary!
Myself, looking as scary as I can!
Leo is going to be an awesome welfare secretary- he even brought an amazing cake that he hand-built! He had us won over after one bite.
Myself, with our new treasurer, Tom.
Owen, Juggling with his eyes closed! (its not even a clever blink shot, he was actually doing it)
Everyone applying scariness in the bathroom before we went out. Nice face Matt.
Kenny, Tom and Kelly. It is worth noting that many of these awesome pictures are taken by Kenny (middle), he is our unofficial GV photographer, and is amazing behind the lens.
A lovely picture of Ieuan and kelly.
Lets not forget Rob Price, who went considerably overboard with the fake blood! Ronald McDonald has just been hit by a Bus, carrying bricks and knifes.
Finally, one of the coolest shots of the night. All you photo people out there, check it out. There is just something about it that made me want to put it on the blog.
Saturday, 20 March 2010
The Wade Kitchen blog
This post is being broadcast from wade's kitchen. Aw yeah.
Also, Ricky has now come up with a new "pinehouse" style word.
"Condame"
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Also, Ricky has now come up with a new "pinehouse" style word.
"Condame"
...
Friday, 19 March 2010
The worlds most pathetic beard
Hey guys, sorry I have not blogged in a while- don't worry.
First and foremost, I would like to say that I am pleased that I have my friend Wade back again! He went off the beaten track for a while, but has been through some kind of epic epiphany since then. I wish him all the best with his pursuits!
Secondly, and considerably less important- my beard. I have now not shaved for 11 days. That is a record! however, I am unsurprisingly disappointed with myself as usual. I thought that since I am too embarrassed to keep it for much longer (damn you ricky and your beard competition) I will take a picture now.
Dont get me wrong, I am aware of the fact that this is by no means impressive (damn you Alan) because of sparseness and colour (Damn you genetics). However, this simply serves as recorded evidence for when I do get a beard and look back at my blog and realise how stupid it is now. Also, I believe congratulations are in order to Alan, who finally got the moustache he deserves.
First and foremost, I would like to say that I am pleased that I have my friend Wade back again! He went off the beaten track for a while, but has been through some kind of epic epiphany since then. I wish him all the best with his pursuits!
Secondly, and considerably less important- my beard. I have now not shaved for 11 days. That is a record! however, I am unsurprisingly disappointed with myself as usual. I thought that since I am too embarrassed to keep it for much longer (damn you ricky and your beard competition) I will take a picture now.
Dont get me wrong, I am aware of the fact that this is by no means impressive (damn you Alan) because of sparseness and colour (Damn you genetics). However, this simply serves as recorded evidence for when I do get a beard and look back at my blog and realise how stupid it is now. Also, I believe congratulations are in order to Alan, who finally got the moustache he deserves.
Thursday, 11 March 2010
7 hours of my time well spent
Yesterday I was doing my Lab report. Until somebody suggested we played monopoly.
Yes, there were many jibes about how the game takes too long to play properly, and how it is colloquially known as "monotony", and how the only eventual outcome of the game is everyone giving up or getting bored.
However, we began anyway. At approximately 11:30pm. Our new found friend James from next door joined us for the fun as well. The game started off slowly, with everyone except for myself ending up forcing everyone to not have a full set of houses and refusing to sell. My tactic is usually to buy the cheapest sets of houses while I can, and just build them up and start sucking money out of people early. This strategy usually works well if you are playing with people who give up after over 2 hours, so that way I usually win.
However, I was playing with 2 mathematicians and a business student.
An hour in, I knew I had made a mistake when all the other properties were out of reach because people were trying to sell them on for absurd amounts like 2 and a half grand for 2 properties. A further hour in, and some of us were staring bankruptcy right in the face, but some of us were raking it in. Phil for example managed to acquire the green set and built 3 houses each on there. This was almost immediately effective on our money- he may as well have just built a pipe from our wallets into his pocket.
Well, 4 hours in, it was getting late. I said, "you realise now that we have come so far, nobody is allowed to leave until the game finishes according to the relevant rules." I suppose we were all doomed really.
At 3 in the morning, I decided to cook a pasta bake to sustain myself.
At 4 in the morning, Phil brought his duvet and pillow down. He still had only put 3 houses on his greens, and said he 'simply couldn't be arsed to build more' (even thought that is the purpose of the game)
We all knew at one point it had to finish. As the sun began to rise for the next morning, James Rooney went bankrupt. I shortly followed due to my lack of worthwhile income.
After heated debates and a LOAD of banter, the game was finally over. AT PRECISELY 6:23am.
Even though we had lectures in the morning, playing monopoly for 7 hours flat was time well spent. I can now honestly say I have participated in a monopoly game that has reached completion. Beat that. I have never seen a monopoly borad like this, where pretty much anywhere you land charges you over 1000 pounds. It was insane, really.
What was ironic, was that we had a toss up between scrabble and monopoly to start with. I said that monopoly takes almost exponentially longer to do than scrabble, however Joe disagreed and said "oh come on, Scrabble takes just as long."
In the words of Phil, "man the f*** up Joe!"
Yes, there were many jibes about how the game takes too long to play properly, and how it is colloquially known as "monotony", and how the only eventual outcome of the game is everyone giving up or getting bored.
However, we began anyway. At approximately 11:30pm. Our new found friend James from next door joined us for the fun as well. The game started off slowly, with everyone except for myself ending up forcing everyone to not have a full set of houses and refusing to sell. My tactic is usually to buy the cheapest sets of houses while I can, and just build them up and start sucking money out of people early. This strategy usually works well if you are playing with people who give up after over 2 hours, so that way I usually win.
However, I was playing with 2 mathematicians and a business student.
An hour in, I knew I had made a mistake when all the other properties were out of reach because people were trying to sell them on for absurd amounts like 2 and a half grand for 2 properties. A further hour in, and some of us were staring bankruptcy right in the face, but some of us were raking it in. Phil for example managed to acquire the green set and built 3 houses each on there. This was almost immediately effective on our money- he may as well have just built a pipe from our wallets into his pocket.
Well, 4 hours in, it was getting late. I said, "you realise now that we have come so far, nobody is allowed to leave until the game finishes according to the relevant rules." I suppose we were all doomed really.
At 3 in the morning, I decided to cook a pasta bake to sustain myself.
At 4 in the morning, Phil brought his duvet and pillow down. He still had only put 3 houses on his greens, and said he 'simply couldn't be arsed to build more' (even thought that is the purpose of the game)
We all knew at one point it had to finish. As the sun began to rise for the next morning, James Rooney went bankrupt. I shortly followed due to my lack of worthwhile income.
After heated debates and a LOAD of banter, the game was finally over. AT PRECISELY 6:23am.
Even though we had lectures in the morning, playing monopoly for 7 hours flat was time well spent. I can now honestly say I have participated in a monopoly game that has reached completion. Beat that. I have never seen a monopoly borad like this, where pretty much anywhere you land charges you over 1000 pounds. It was insane, really.
What was ironic, was that we had a toss up between scrabble and monopoly to start with. I said that monopoly takes almost exponentially longer to do than scrabble, however Joe disagreed and said "oh come on, Scrabble takes just as long."
I don't know what type of scrabble joe has played before. You also may notice that Joe attempted to hide himself from every picture, because 'his hair wasn't ready'.
In the words of Phil, "man the f*** up Joe!"
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
The morning Report
Well, the program crahed in the middle of the night, so I got nothing. But the fact that nobody noticed it was a plus. All I have to say is, trial run successful.
Roll on this evening.
Roll on this evening.
Detective Inspector JD
Recently, our most prized possessions have started to go missing in our house. We all know that theft is unacceptable and it has caused some of us great loss.
Thats right, someone is stealing our food from the freezer.
Tom was distraught when he discovered his chicken had vanished. Sam was upset too, when his Pizza disappeared. (Mind you, he was more upset by the fact it was a "waitrose" Pizza- not one of those common pizzas). Since then, amongst the list of missing items include eggs, yoghurt, another pizza and a packet of mince.
After some rather grimy detective work in the bin, me and Tom could not account for the disappearances in terms of the possiblility of people confusing the food for their own and accidentally eating it.
We came to the conclusion that wherever all this food was going, it was definitley leaving the premises. There was no evidence of used packaging, no witnesses of people taking it, and only an unconfirmed report by Oli of hearing people in the kitchen at night he didn't recognise.
We have no evidence. Our resident tutor is now involved, but I don't want to risk my food being stolen any longer. As a result, I have decided to " bug the kitchen". Some of us suspect a particular member of the house to be the culprit, but for privacy I shall not mention any names. But hell, I'll find out somehow.
Tonight I am setting up my camera and concealing it. I shall time lapse the whole night until 7:30 in the morning. So on a limb, I hope to shed some light on the matter. I will let you know in the morning how things have turned out, but until then... you have the right to remain in the fridge.
Oh and by the way, my red-eye in the photo of me looking all detectivey is in fact my spy laser. So there.
Thats right, someone is stealing our food from the freezer.
Tom was distraught when he discovered his chicken had vanished. Sam was upset too, when his Pizza disappeared. (Mind you, he was more upset by the fact it was a "waitrose" Pizza- not one of those common pizzas). Since then, amongst the list of missing items include eggs, yoghurt, another pizza and a packet of mince.
After some rather grimy detective work in the bin, me and Tom could not account for the disappearances in terms of the possiblility of people confusing the food for their own and accidentally eating it.
We came to the conclusion that wherever all this food was going, it was definitley leaving the premises. There was no evidence of used packaging, no witnesses of people taking it, and only an unconfirmed report by Oli of hearing people in the kitchen at night he didn't recognise.
We have no evidence. Our resident tutor is now involved, but I don't want to risk my food being stolen any longer. As a result, I have decided to " bug the kitchen". Some of us suspect a particular member of the house to be the culprit, but for privacy I shall not mention any names. But hell, I'll find out somehow.
Tonight I am setting up my camera and concealing it. I shall time lapse the whole night until 7:30 in the morning. So on a limb, I hope to shed some light on the matter. I will let you know in the morning how things have turned out, but until then... you have the right to remain in the fridge.
Oh and by the way, my red-eye in the photo of me looking all detectivey is in fact my spy laser. So there.
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