February Tidbits! (Blog 238)

God damn tidbits. Hopefully THIS will be the last blog of random thoughts that I’ve been gathering. Let’s start on a positive note for the sake of my much valued sanity - a palindrome note! As you may know I’m always on the lookout for the things, and good ones are rare. I hope you find the following entertaining, at least. I spotted this one when watching a video game based video on Youtube: Toys for Bob. Yep, flip it round and you get the equally logical Bob for Toys. The next one may only be two words, and I know that sounds unspectacular, but in this case, the individual letters can be reversed in a way that makes sense: Slap pals. This one’s a little weird, but if you’re open minded you may enjoy it: Buy yub. Let me explain; I mean ‘Be you. Why? Why you bee?’ I know good English shouldn’t need an explanation, but just trust me. It means ‘Why do you need to be you?’ and ‘Why are you a bee?’ Deep? Ok, it sucked. That just goes to show how good the first two were. I bet you thought they were childish/aggressive. I am trying honestly.

Moving on. Allan Holdsworth has a song called ‘Fred’, a song called ‘Joshua’, and a song called ‘Blues for Tony’. I wonder if the guitarist ever planned on releasing an album about all his friends, I guess as a concept LP. I guess that would make him likeable and friendly-looking, but it would be a bit odd and stalkerish. Interestingly, the song for Tony is quite aggressive. Didn’t he like Tony? Being stalked for being liked is one thing, but for being disliked? Scary. On a more frustrating note, I forgot if I took my vitamin D tablets or not the other day, so I’ll never truly know if they’re psychic and the packs of 60 run out on special occasions only. Then again, if I do need to start a new pack on a significant occasion, now it will be because of my tablets and me and my absentmindedness, which is arguably more impressive. Yep, you could say I’d be part psychic. Psychic with the help of vitamin supplements (I know that sounds weird), but still cool. (Yes, tablets running out on unusual days IS psychic. It’s hard to explain).

Next! I’ve recently reviewed four out of five albums for the Independent Voice as scoring 3.5 out of 5. I nearly did the whole five that way, but luckily the odd one out was a split release and the second band wasn’t as good as the first, so I gave the album a 2.5 as a kind of average. Five 3.5s sounds like something an annoyed/bored ten year old would write. I may be doing voluntary work, but I have no desire to annoy black metal artists who are angry enough already. Next!: I once posted a joke on Twitter and it got liked in under a second. It’s bugging me why someone would want to do that. That was a quick tidbit, but I prefer not to dwell on it. Next!: You know that Michael Jackson song that goes ‘Benny are you ok? Are you ok Benny?’ I’ve changed the words to ‘Simpson are you OJ, are you OJ Simpson? You’ve been struck by a thief criminal’, or whatever. Next! I remember when I left a grape to decay and it turned into a raisin. It was honestly by far the nicest and juiciest raisin I’ve ever eaten, but it did seem to make me slightly ill for a while. Simon’s dangerous raisins.

Here’s something to put on a CV in the ‘do you have any hobbies?’ section: ‘I like to draw on grapes.’ It’s true, I do. What a character, right? Now give me the job. Next!: Here’s a thought - The first Xbox was simply called the ‘Xbox’; the second was called the ‘Xbox 360’; the ‘Xbox One’ followed that; the ‘Xbox One S’ followed that (and no, ’S’ isn’t a Roman numeral); and the ‘Xbox One X’ (or rather ‘Xbox One Ten’ - that’s better), followed that. Doesn’t that seem all over the place to you? Sony are much better in that they don’t call their Playstations ‘1’, then ‘4’, then ‘2’, etc. Next!: Cannabis makes people mellow, yet paranoid, so should you feel safe when you encounter a group of people on the drugs or not? It would be like ‘What are looking at? Oh never mind, carry on’. I for one, wouldn’t know how to react.

Next!: I came across a fictional character on Youtube called Al Bundy. (As in Alan). At first, I read that as AI (as in Artificial Intelligence) Bundy. That would be genuinely disturbing. For at least a second, I was actually feeling uneasy. Especially as I’m somewhat of a technophobe. Computers know too much and have too much power, so I certainly don’t want them to be based on serial killers. Next: When sorting through my music boss’s emails, I got one of those spam messages, saying an unknown relative of her’s had died or whatever and she was owed millions of pounds. I put that in the spam folder, which I think was a good move. Unless she has a particularly colourful past. If she does, sorry. I made a mistake. And…. that’s all. Bye!