Here goes. If you've been reading, you'll know that a couple of days previously, I tried to buy some tickets to see one of my favourite artists in Brighton. The person in question is Jason Mraz and he is amazing. Personally, I'd say he has a bit of a spontaneous rocky style, playing with lyrics while jamming on his guitar, a good melody present in the background. This results in some fantastic songs, and my admiration for his creativity is only surpassed by my desire since over a year ago to see him play live. If you had to check out only one song by him, and this is a very tough decision, I would say 'Plane' or 'On Love, In Sadness' with the former being a slower meaningful song and the latter being an upbeat joyful song. But you'd have to check out his whole library to really understand how great he is. This continuous praise will cease now so I can get back to the real story. I missed out on tickets, and the only options I had left were to pay for an expensive festival ticket or buy from the touts on ebay, neither of which was an option.
However, due to a completely luck based series of events, I am now the proud owner of two tickets to see him in the Concorde on the 25 June. It started when I logged into myspace for no reason other than I was bored, and saw he had posted another bulletin. 'Second date added' it said, and to my complete surprise he had added another date to the calendar! This was already after I'd heard a bit more about how the venue was actually quite small and intimate, so I was following the link he provided and getting my credit card out. However, from the site, there was no working link at all to the ticket buying page. All it did was send me to another ticket based site that had no listings for Mr Mraz. I figured this was karma screwing with me, proverbially giving me a sniff of a delicious pie and snatching it right out from my nose when I went to take a bite.
I hovered around a bit, dejected, and told my friend Cat who was also a big fan and fellow gig buddy that I'd give them a ring tomorrow and see if they had any tickets left. After the call ended, I stumbled into my housemate Chris' room and told him the story. 'What ticket site did you use?' he asked, to which I replied with the site. 'Right, let me have a look for you.' he continued, and spent a good few minutes toying with Google and its associated search engines. Not long afterwards, he found some web page and to my utter delight, he had gotten me a pair of tickets! I won't go quite into detail about how excited I was, and neither will I bore/brag to you about how much luck there was involved, but I thought it was a nice end to that little story.
In other news [Yes I bolded that bit for emphasis, to draw your attention away from the boring bits], I read there was going to be a news story a few days back about how one of our students who got mugged by geese. While I won't doubt that there is some truth to the series of events that have been portrayed in the news, and yes it has hit the news, I must say that I was entertained by how exaggerated it has become. From what I know at the source of it all, a certain group made by the 'victim', the attack was much less a case of being mugged and more like him dropping his phone and a goose picking it up and running away. I guess you could say that was the technical version of mugging, but they've added so much more to the story in order to increase the light relief people will feel when reading it. They added in a piece of how the geese 'ganged up' on him, and also touched upon a bit of the aftermath wherein he can still ring his phone but as its on silent he cannot locate it in the nest! I find it all incredibly amusing, but some people don't. These people have instead used the incident to ridicule the person involved, and even used it as a piece of political down-talking! The wonders never cease...
My running is still going strong. My route as it stands begins at my house in Mascot Square, goes to the Quays path bus stop, then goes up the North Towers hill, and down through the car park, down the bicycle path into the Quays path and all the way along it over the bridge and into the quays. From there, we walk through the quays and come back around from behind it to Lightship Way, and continue along that, beside B&Q and all the way back to my house. We estimate that whole journey equals approx 2 miles, which is quite an achievement to somebody who isn't very active usually. I know, this constitutes bragging, but I've had a chance to contemplate why it is people who increase their own health and physical fitness seem anxious to share their successes and I've come to a conclusion; that is, people who do this only have themselves to share their joy with. If they can't feel a little proud of themselves for keeping in shape, which is difficult to do in today's society of office jobs and increased convenience, then what's there to help them to keep doing it? People can be driven by their own willpower, but when those days arrive when they just don't feel up to anything, they need that little boost of confidence. So this is why I will continue to update you on my achievements, though the next one won't nearly be as long as this!
And onto something that isn't a state of the world today or some jiffy about me for a change. And that is this, absolutely bog all. Oh yeah, Charlie Brooker, what a legend. He has this show on BBC4 and a column and is a regular reviewer in The Guardian, and honestly, I think this man is one of the most bitter and critical people in britain, and his show Screenwipe can only be described as a TV Burp but with added bleeped out swearing and a lot more social commentary and informative features included. If you can check it out, please do, the series he does are extremely short but come out a few times a year so please do keep an eye out for it. And by that, I don't mean removing your eyeball from your skull until you see it, that would result in me being sued. Except I've already warned you, so nye! Oh yes, and in the words of the man himself, here's a f____ng picture for you, you t__ts!
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