Weekend plans buggered up
Thursday, March 30th, 2006
I had been very much looking forward to Sunday evening, where I was supposed to watching Wrestlemania at Belushi’s in Camden. Unfortunately, Sky are being rubbish and not letting pubs show it. Very embarrassing, having only just managed to convince some of my friends to tag along.
My missus is getting very smug that recently she has been able to predict the outcomes of all the matches and storylines better than me - a lifelong wrestling fan. (Yes, we know it’s scripted, but we don’t script it.)
Therefore, there are a wealth of domestic bragging rights riding on our respective predictions for Wrestlemania. She is going with: HHH, Rey Mysterio, Shawn Michaels, Undertaker, Ric Flair, Trish Stratus, Torrie Wilson, Mick Foley, Chris Benoit, Kane & Big Show, Boogeyman. I must concede that she has made some wise choices. However, I go with: HHH, Rey Mysterio, Shawn Michaels, Undertaker, Ric Flair, Mickie James, Candice, Edge, Chris Benoit, Chris Masters & Carlito, Boogeyman. And I will be right.
Monday is going to be a 9am - 8pm extravaganza at work schmoozing with various important persons at the official opening of the Centre for Medical Image Computing. I have to dress nice and show people around. At least now I won’t be doing it having only had about an hours sleep. And have (comparatively) ample time to shoehorn myself into my ill-fitting smart clothes, now I’ve become a fat bastard.
So, I’ve been telling anyone who’ll listen about the marvels of Filmnight’s Easter sale. They’ve been selling single DVDs at £2.95 and box sets for £9.95. Nothing to celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ than a DVD sale. I ordered a few DVDs. Which explains why my postman delivered 29 parcels today. And likely another 29 tomorrow. And the day after that.
Oh, and my golf clubs arrived yesterday. Yeah.
I believe it was Marek who once ranted how he despises sites / sales pages which have those shitty gold “100% satisfaction guaranteed” icons. I thought I’d share one with you here (above…) God knows I saw enough of them over the weekend… I was working for a client who insisted on having one of those awful single sales pages cuttered with too many H1 tags and prices ending in 7. Didn’t listen to a single word of design advice I had to offer, but at least he paid.