<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074</id><updated>2011-12-01T20:04:38.239-08:00</updated><category term='Heart - Crazy On You'/><category term='Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night'/><category term='Surveys'/><category term='21st Century Laziness'/><category term='Being Single'/><category term='Back Online'/><category term='David Beckham'/><category term='Fantasy Football'/><category term='Abba - S.O.S.'/><category term='Bewildering Age Gaps'/><category term='Born At The Right Time'/><category term='The Pierces - It Will Not Be Forgotten'/><category term='A-ha - Shadowside'/><category term='Hang The DJs'/><category term='Music Collections'/><category term='The Corrs - Heart Like A Wheel'/><category term='People&apos;s Behaviour On The Internet'/><category term='Bus Driver'/><category term='Queen - Don&apos;t Stop Me Now'/><category term='Unguilty Pleasures'/><category term='Play the bloody music'/><category term='Where has the time gone?'/><category term='Observation Of Apple Products'/><category term='Punched In The Stomach'/><category term='Rioters And Looters'/><category term='The Beatles - I Am The Walrus'/><category term='The Beatles'/><category term='Richard Keys'/><category term='Wrong Decision'/><category term='The Beatles - Paperback Writer'/><category term='going out'/><category term='U2 - Beautiful Day'/><category term='Unreleased Springsteen'/><category term='Appreciate The People Who DO Like You'/><category term='Liverpool FC'/><category term='The decline of social interaction'/><category term='Carlos Tevez'/><category term='No Fun'/><category term='New Football Season'/><category term='Madonna'/><category term='Happy Birthday'/><category term='Keyboard Warriors'/><category term='Correct Language Terms'/><category term='My Blog'/><category term='Prisons'/><category term='Dervla Kirwan'/><category term='Andy Gray'/><category term='BBC scheduling'/><category term='U2 At Glastonbury'/><category term='Noel Gallagher -  What A Life'/><category term='BBC And Sky Sports F1 Coverage'/><title type='text'>Calum's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7452868119164251514</id><published>2011-10-31T17:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:42:57.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noel Gallagher -  What A Life'/><title type='text'>Noel Gallagher -  Aka... What A Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zJ7lo6JoU5E" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7452868119164251514?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7452868119164251514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/10/noel-gallagher-aka-what-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7452868119164251514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7452868119164251514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/10/noel-gallagher-aka-what-life.html' title='Noel Gallagher -  Aka... What A Life!'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zJ7lo6JoU5E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-8249290021356720861</id><published>2011-10-31T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T14:30:48.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where has the time gone?'/><title type='text'>Where Has The Time Gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I can't believe it's the last day of October already. To use the old phrase, "Where has the time gone?" The year 2011 seems to have passed by in a flash. It appears the older you become, the years come and go with increasing speed. Before I know it, I will be reaching the age of retirement!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past couple of years haven't been great for me in the career department, having made a big mistake in leaving a former employer in December 2009. I thought I was doing the right thing at the time, but it was only a few months afterwards I realised it was the wrong thing to do. I missed the type of work I had been doing there, so for the past year and a half, I've been trying to return to that type of work. I now have the opportunity to do that with a different employer, and I'm hoping for a telephone call from them this week to confirm it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;My fingers are crossed, because I never take anything for granted in this unpredictable world we live in. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-8249290021356720861?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/8249290021356720861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-has-time-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/8249290021356720861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/8249290021356720861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where Has The Time Gone?'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-5787152983812133651</id><published>2011-10-19T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:13:00.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Observation Of Apple Products'/><title type='text'>Observation Of Apple Products.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F77XHisGZgA/Tp8SpJuS9EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tTDNrsEG5WU/s1600/apple-music-360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F77XHisGZgA/Tp8SpJuS9EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tTDNrsEG5WU/s320/apple-music-360.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://mashable.com/2011/10/11/apple-changed-music/"&gt;http://mashable.com/2011/10/11/apple-changed-music/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading this article about "4 Ways Steve Jobs and Apple Changed the Music Industry" had me cringeing a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, the sentence "For starters, the iPod meant that a listener could hear any song in his library at any time. This allowed users to create their own personal soundtracks, instead of being constrained by a particular time, place or media." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, what a hardship! Isn't it terrible being constrained by a particular time, place or media? Even though you can still pick any specific cd and type of music from your collection to listen to, this still isn't sufficient. It has to be a particular song itself to suit your mood for that 5 minutes you are in. Really, there is no need to be that particular! I could never be that specific in wanting to hear a certain song at the present moment I am in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed at this sentence: “I was on the crosstown bus in Manhattan during a snow storm and had a sudden urge to listen to some Bob Marley. Needless to stay it brightened up my mood and showed me the power of the iPod."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief, that's a bit dramatic. It sounds like a sales pitch to me. It doesn't sound a natural feeling someone would have in this scenario. I can honestly say I've never had a sudden urge to listen to a particular music artist. And definitely not during a snow storm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using iTunes is the most popular method of buying music today, but for me, I much prefer to have the product physically in my hands after I've bought it. I like to look at the sleeve and read the notes and lyrics inside after I have put the compact disc in the cd player to play. You can't do that with a downloaded music file. It just sits there anonymously in your device without any character. I will always buy cds rather than download music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the musician heavily using Apple programmes, he says “Live, I use a MacBook Pro with Ableton. In the studio, on a Mac pro, Cubase &amp;amp; After Effects.” He is "now dependent on Apple products to manufacture and refine his sound." I think manufacture is the keyword here. This isn't the natural sounds of a song being written from the heart, but a song manufactured together by computer sounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I hear when I am subjected to modern music on the radio and satellite tv music channels. Songs that have been constructed on a computer, heavily weighed down in production so you can't hear a natural voice or natural instruments. Not much soul and passion being put into that type of music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never owned an iPod or had a need for one. I have never used iTunes or had a need to use it. And I have never used Apple programmes to record music or had a need to do so. But it doesn't stop me making observations about the product! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-5787152983812133651?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/5787152983812133651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/10/observation-of-apple-products.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5787152983812133651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5787152983812133651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/10/observation-of-apple-products.html' title='Observation Of Apple Products.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F77XHisGZgA/Tp8SpJuS9EI/AAAAAAAAADQ/tTDNrsEG5WU/s72-c/apple-music-360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-6069277285580403456</id><published>2011-09-30T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:15:16.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Tevez'/><title type='text'>Carlos Tevez.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The refusal of Carlos Tevez to come off the bench for Manchester City as a substitute this week is an absolute disgrace and highlights how spoiled and pampered modern footballers have become. It's the biggest mistake a footballer can ever make... to refuse to play for their club, whether they start the match or are asked to replace a player as a subsitute. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a regular job, a person would be sacked for refusing to work. Which Tevez did. However, it's a different situation in football because of the worth of the footballer. Tevez is being paid £200,000+ per week and is worth around £40 million to £50 million as a transfer fee. Obscene figures, and why football supporters can no longer relate to the top modern footballers. Financially, we can't begin to imagine what it would be like earning what they do for kicking a football around a pitch. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All of these facts add to the fact that Tevez's behaviour this week was disgraceful. He didn't want to play in a top European match against one of the biggest teams in Europe, and to help his team (who were two goals down at this point) to fight back and get back into the match. Tevez has let himself down, his team mates down, his manager down, and his team's supporters down. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Manchester City fans paid hard earned money to go to Germany, expecting to watch all of their players give 100% commitment and perform to the best of their capabilities. Carlos Tevez failed to fulfill these obligations, sadly. Apparently, he wasn't mentally and physically able to play for the team when called upon. Why was he sitting on the substitutes bench ready to play? Why didn't he tell his manager he wasn't able to play? Tezez is making excuses for himself because he knows he was badly in the wrong, and will face a lot of abuse and criticism for his actions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After the match on Sky Sports, Graeme Souness summed it up perfectly when he said, "Tevez is a disgrace to football. The man on the street thinks there's a lot wrong with your modern footballer. Tevez epitomizes what the man on the street thinks is wrong with modern footballers." Souness righty represented the anger of the pundits, media, and fans alike towards Carlos Tevez.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At the moment, Tevez has been suspended for two weeks while his club carry out their investigation into the sorry affair. If he is sacked, Manchester City would lose the 40 to 50 million pounds transfer fee which they won't want to do. A fine won't make any difference because of the obscene amount of money he earns. Hopefully, he will be transfer listed and never play for City again. Potential buyers may be put off by his unwillingness to play this week, but I'm sure a big team will still buy him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my opinion, Tevez should receive a 6 months ban by FIFA from playing for any team. After that, Manchester City would receive a transfer fee from any club still willing to buy him. That would be justice, but in football, justice isn't always carried out, sadly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXjV1REvL1Y/Tpi_HVxdpoI/AAAAAAAAADI/R-w1kjZx5OE/s1600/Tevez.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXjV1REvL1Y/Tpi_HVxdpoI/AAAAAAAAADI/R-w1kjZx5OE/s320/Tevez.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-6069277285580403456?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/6069277285580403456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/09/carlos-tevez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6069277285580403456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6069277285580403456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/09/carlos-tevez.html' title='Carlos Tevez.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXjV1REvL1Y/Tpi_HVxdpoI/AAAAAAAAADI/R-w1kjZx5OE/s72-c/Tevez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7937317607168924998</id><published>2011-09-30T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:14:36.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back Online'/><title type='text'>Back Online.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have just, somehow, survived a week without access to the internet! I don't know how I did it! You could equate it with living in the jungle for a week without food. Okay, perhaps I am exaggerating, but living without a modern convenience like the internet is strange when you're so used to having it there at your fingertips.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I first went online in 1998, and in the 13 years that have passed, it's very rare I have been without internet access... the very few times when the computer has a fault, and a couple of weekish long courses that I attended out of town. I guess we all take the internet for granted, just sitting there at our service when we need it for all sorts of reasons. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm happy to say I comfortably survived without it for a week. I have other things to do in my home, so there was never a time when I was bored and had nothing to do. A couple of times I wished I could have just logged on to find out what people who I follow were saying on Twitter, and what what the trending subjects were. However, I survived, and so here I am back blogging and tweeting. It feels great to be back online!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7937317607168924998?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7937317607168924998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-online.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7937317607168924998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7937317607168924998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/09/back-online.html' title='Back Online.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3414740778813699263</id><published>2011-09-07T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T06:45:23.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bus Driver'/><title type='text'>Bus Driver.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;A month ago, I started training with an employer to be a bus driver, which in the main, I enjoyed. Sadly, it came to an end yesterday when I failed the practical test at the second attempt. Not so much because of driving incompetence, but due to safety and awareness errors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the option of sitting a test privately, with the aim of passing it and being re-employed by the company I was with for my month of training. This all comes at a cost, of course, so I have to think carefully whether I want to pursue a career as a bus driver. At the moment I have mixed feelings.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I am still waiting for a reply from another job I attended an interview for recently. I certainly hope to find out soon whether I have been successful for that position. Fingers crossed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3414740778813699263?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3414740778813699263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/09/bus-driver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3414740778813699263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3414740778813699263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/09/bus-driver.html' title='Bus Driver.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7253937411543159422</id><published>2011-08-23T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T13:10:20.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBC And Sky Sports F1 Coverage'/><title type='text'>BBC And Sky Sports F1 Coverage.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So typical of the BBC to cut back on the amount of F1 motor racing coverage from next year. They will now only broadcast half of the races, while Sky Sports will show every race. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apparently the decision has to do with cutting costs, but I think the BBC have their priorities elsewhere, in particular the Olympics, which will be staged in London next year. Also, cost savings could have been done in other areas of their F1 coverage, as highlighted here in the final paragraph. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also worth remembering Sky Sports have more money, and now dominate sports coverage in the UK. I hope they sign up Martin Brundle, whose opinions on all things F1 I highly value. Who else could do the grid walk as good as him? To me, Brundle is the star of the BBC F1 team, and I want to see him at every F1 race. And that will be on Sky Sports, not the BBC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A letter regarding the BBC and Sky Sports F1 matter was recently printed in the Radio Times letters section, and to me, it perfectly sums up the problem with the BBC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't dump expensive celebrity presenters, save on the hour long lead-in and interviews, or abandon the funky special effects. Don't even stop the interesting, but not vital, qualifying sessions. Just chop half the races. Well done, BBC!" Peter Hibbert, Shrewsbury.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWlMVETdS0k/TlQIXOesTZI/AAAAAAAAADE/yNo_NNXUwx0/s1600/Martin+Brundle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWlMVETdS0k/TlQIXOesTZI/AAAAAAAAADE/yNo_NNXUwx0/s320/Martin+Brundle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7253937411543159422?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7253937411543159422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/bbc-and-sky-sports-f1-coverage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7253937411543159422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7253937411543159422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/bbc-and-sky-sports-f1-coverage.html' title='BBC And Sky Sports F1 Coverage.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OWlMVETdS0k/TlQIXOesTZI/AAAAAAAAADE/yNo_NNXUwx0/s72-c/Martin+Brundle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3682580530754148156</id><published>2011-08-16T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:57:42.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madonna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Madonna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EcNLr0AYgXc" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday, Madonna. Been a fan for over 27 years. Legend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3682580530754148156?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3682580530754148156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-madonna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3682580530754148156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3682580530754148156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-madonna.html' title='Happy Birthday, Madonna.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EcNLr0AYgXc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-666875034926919856</id><published>2011-08-15T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:50:30.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Pierces - It Will Not Be Forgotten'/><title type='text'>The Pierces - It Will Not Be Forgotten.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2gl0fb5NcEA" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-666875034926919856?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/666875034926919856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/pierces-it-will-not-be-forgotten.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/666875034926919856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/666875034926919856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/pierces-it-will-not-be-forgotten.html' title='The Pierces - It Will Not Be Forgotten.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2gl0fb5NcEA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-2078201209384937330</id><published>2011-08-09T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:42:59.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rioters And Looters'/><title type='text'>Rioters And Looters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Someone on Sky News said tonight that the rioters and looters are "acting without fear of prosecution." Couldn't have put it better myself. They know that because of the police numbers being cut back and the country's soft attitude to crime, they will either get away with it or get very lenient sentences. And, of course, the prisons are full. The UK is a fucked up country and it's only going to get worse. Don't believe the empty promises of the politicians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-2078201209384937330?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/2078201209384937330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/rioters-and-looters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2078201209384937330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2078201209384937330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/rioters-and-looters.html' title='Rioters And Looters.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3029843000558708962</id><published>2011-08-07T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T06:57:19.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciate The People Who DO Like You'/><title type='text'>Appreciate The People Who DO Like You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Everybody wants to be liked by everyone, but unless you're perfect, that will not happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Accept that not everybody likes you, and more importantly, don't let it worry you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;As long as you like yourself, and appreciate the people who DO like you, there is no need to think about those who dislike you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3029843000558708962?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3029843000558708962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/appreciate-people-who-do-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3029843000558708962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3029843000558708962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/08/appreciate-people-who-do-like-you.html' title='Appreciate The People Who DO Like You.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-5569135887358039447</id><published>2011-07-18T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:38:06.597-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Correct Language Terms'/><title type='text'>Correct Language Terms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;According to new ridiculous Scottish Government Guidelines, it is not acceptable to use the term "homosexual". Their excuse is, "This term is offensive to many people as it is the term that was used in law to make same-sex sexual relationships illegal." It isn't offensive to many, as far as I know. It's just another case of political correctness gone too far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Apparently, they want the term "gay" to be used instead. "The term "gay" is used to describe someone who is sexually and attracted to someone of the same sex and is a widely understood term. It is not acceptable to use the term "homosexual"." You couldn't make it up. Which idiot has come up with this nonsense? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;They also prefer the use of the word "straight" to that of "hetrosexual". "A lot of confusion centres around the use of the word "hetrosexual" being sexually and emotionally attracted to someone of the opposite sex. To help increase the understanding of this term, the word "straight" is used alongside it. This is a colloquial term that is more widely understood." Having "straight" as the term used implies that people who are gay are not straight, which to me, is more offensive. Does the use of the term "straight" mean that "bent" can be used to describe gay people? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;In my opinion, there is nothing offensive or wrong using the terms "homosexual" and "hetrosexual". They are very clear in their meaning, and there is no confusion when using these terms. I have never heard of anyone complaining about their use. Are the Scottish Government the only people who think otherwise? In an age when the world is far too politically correct, this is just another guideline which is totally and utterly unnecessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Welcome to the United Kingdom, 2011. Just remember to use the correct language terms.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-5569135887358039447?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/5569135887358039447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/07/correct-language-terms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5569135887358039447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5569135887358039447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/07/correct-language-terms.html' title='Correct Language Terms.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7872380792886561829</id><published>2011-07-09T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T10:40:15.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hang The DJs'/><title type='text'>Hang The DJs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I have decided to stop listening to the radio altogether. I don't have much time for new music that is being recorded these days, but I don't mind listening to the oldies. However, disc jockeys get right up my nerves. I can't stand listening to them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided the DJs who talk to other people in the studio to help them with their show. I tended to stick with the DJs who were strong enough to present a show all by themselves. Those who spoke to the listeners as opposed to chatting to their cronies in the studio. However, I can't bare to listen to any of them anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them have radio robotic voices, programmed like a computer to fill in the spaces between the songs. They talk nonsense the majority of time, and don't tell us what songs are playing when you are curious to know what it is. I've always thought the whole point of a DJ was to tell you what song is playing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got rid of the video jockeys on the satellite music channels, so please do the same with the disc jockeys on the radio channels. Play song after song, back to back. Keep the news and weather bulletins. Keep the adverts. But please hang the DJs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7872380792886561829?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7872380792886561829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/07/hang-djs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7872380792886561829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7872380792886561829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/07/hang-djs.html' title='Hang The DJs.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-4393290037285028615</id><published>2011-07-09T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:39:28.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My father would have been 75 years old today. He is very much missed and will always be in my thoughts. Africa by Toto was one of his favourite songs. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/azVqekQBK8g" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-4393290037285028615?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/4393290037285028615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/07/fathers-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4393290037285028615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4393290037285028615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/07/fathers-birthday.html' title='Father&apos;s Birthday.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/azVqekQBK8g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-2359147331477750834</id><published>2011-06-30T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:26:40.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2 - Beautiful Day'/><title type='text'>U2 - Beautiful Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hxmkyYnkxzE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hxmkyYnkxzE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-2359147331477750834?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/2359147331477750834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/u2-beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2359147331477750834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2359147331477750834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/u2-beautiful-day.html' title='U2 - Beautiful Day.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-254762415272474341</id><published>2011-06-30T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:06:56.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Blog'/><title type='text'>My Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I realise that nobody reads my blog, but I don't care. I don't have this blog so I can find as many people as I can to look at it. It would be bloody sad if I did! I only write about topics and post video clips for the enjoyment of it all. Not for attention or financial gain. Yes, I know, it makes a change. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-254762415272474341?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/254762415272474341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/254762415272474341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/254762415272474341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-blog.html' title='My Blog.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3672437980799891164</id><published>2011-06-30T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:03:34.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBC scheduling'/><title type='text'>BBC scheduling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;If there's one thing in life that annoys me, it's the BBC's bad tv scheduling. Although, more a minor irritation than something that has me screaming my head off, to put it in perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest example happened when the BBC were broadcasting U2's aforementioned performance at Glastonbury. The programme started at 9.45pm on BBC2, and was to run until 10.30pm. You then had to turn over to BB4 to continue watching U2's performance until 11.05pm. Finally, whan that transmission ended, you had to turn back over to BBC2 and watch the remainder of the performance. All because Newsnight was on at 10.30pm! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief. Wouldn't the sensible thing have been to switch Newsnight over to BBC1, so we could watch U2 uninterrupted? Of course it would have been. Yet, for some awkward reason, the BBC choose to be difficult and have us changing channels twice to watch one programme! Why do they make life difficult for themselves and inconvenient for the viewers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I was watching a F1 Grand Prix on Sky Plus because it started very early in the morning, and I didn't want to get up for it. However, because the race was delayed, it was not going to be completed before the programme was supposed to finish. Any other channel would have extended the programme to accomodate the race being delayed, but not the BBC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the programme's ending time was approaching, there was a message to turn over to BBC2 to watch the last quarter of the race. Remember, I'm watching this on Sky Plus, and Sky Plus doesn't know to record BBC2 because it wasn't in the tv listings! So there I am, having watched three quarters of the race, only for the idiots at the BBC to terminate the broadcast because they want you to change channels (yes, that one again) to watch the same programme. The problem being I'm not watching it live, and I have no recording of the remainder of the race on BBC2. It's a damn good job I have the internet and was able to watch it on the BBC iPlayer. If I didn't have the internet, I would have been very angry indeed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just two examples of bad scheduling by the BBC. They don't like you watching one programme on one channel when you can be switching back and forth between different channels. Totally unnecessary, and incompetence on the part of the BBC schedulers. Why make life complicated when you can make it easy?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3672437980799891164?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3672437980799891164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/bbc-scheduling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3672437980799891164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3672437980799891164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/bbc-scheduling.html' title='BBC scheduling.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-2128403030250907087</id><published>2011-06-30T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T07:00:29.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U2 At Glastonbury'/><title type='text'>U2 At Glastonbury.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Having watched U2 last week at Glastonbury on tv, I have to say I was underwhelmed by their performance. Not by The Edge's magnificent guitar playing, Adam's bass playing, or by Larry's drumming. No, underwhelmed by Bono's singing. His voice doesn't appear to be as powerful is it used to be. During With Or Without You was where his voice didn't come near the standard it used to be. He was almost speaking the verses rather than sing them. When it came to the high pitched part before the final play out of the song, he attempted to have the crowd sing it for him at first. Then we he tried to sing it himself, he sadly couldn't reach the high notes. He put his fingers to his throat as if to say, "I can't seem to reach those notes anymore. Oh well."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a shame that is. All of those years of smoking have finally affected Bono's voice to the point where he can't deliver the same high standard of performance like he used to do. It's very sad and disappointing to see, having witnessed top class vocal and stage performances from the frontman for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bono didn't help matters by interjecting many songs with snippets of other people's songs. Do it once or twice, yes, but not every second song, which it felt like he was doing. Where The Streets Have No Name was spoiled by him throwing in a snippet of an Andy Wiliams song. It spoiled the performance of the song. He also seemed to look down at a screen with the songs' lyrics on it quite often. Doesn't he know the words by now or is getting older affecting his memory? I thought that was rather strange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a fan of U2 for 30 years now, before most people had ever heard of them. My liking for them started back in the summer of 1981 when the single Fire was a minor hit. It's a shame they stopped performing that song live around a year after it came out. Fire is a better song than some of the old favourites they still perform today. I have to say U2 have lasted a lot longer than I thought they would. I honestly thought Achtung Baby was going to be their final album, and that was 20 years ago! However, I thought their last album No Line On the Horizon was the worse album of their career. Two or three songs were okay, but on the whole, it was mediocre by U2's standards. Watching the performance of the awful Get On Your Boots at Glastonbury reminded me of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this indicates to me that now is perhaps a good time for U2 to call it a day. When the mainman's on stage performance shows signs of decline, it would be sad to see U2 carry on not being as great as they used to be. I would hate for U2 to still be around in 10 years time, a shadow of what they used to be. It would be far more sensible to quit while still at (or near) the top of their game. Which is now. One more album and think about it being the farewell one. There's something very sad about seeing someone or something past it's best. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-2128403030250907087?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/2128403030250907087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/u2-at-glastonbury.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2128403030250907087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2128403030250907087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/u2-at-glastonbury.html' title='U2 At Glastonbury.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-1451181552107896722</id><published>2011-05-31T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:27:03.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Queen - Don&apos;t Stop Me Now'/><title type='text'>Queen - Don't Stop Me Now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgzGwKwLmgM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HgzGwKwLmgM?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-1451181552107896722?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/1451181552107896722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/queen-dont-stop-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1451181552107896722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1451181552107896722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/06/queen-dont-stop-me-now.html' title='Queen - Don&apos;t Stop Me Now.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-1705722011362686514</id><published>2011-05-31T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:21:55.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keyboard Warriors'/><title type='text'>Keyboard Warriors.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There appears to be a phenomenon on the internet called "Keyboard Warriors". It's not something new, and in fact, has been building up and up with the rise in popularity of the internet over the past 10 years or so. Like a monster. Who or what are Keyboard Warriors? People who sit at the keyboards of their computers and type aggressive comments and abuse towards people who they hate or disagree with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not only aggressive, but obscene, insulting, and provocative words to anybody who comes into their line of fire. You can read their comments on websites such as Twitter, YouTube, and any forum you can find. Someone leaves a comment or opinion about something, and they are shot down in flames by a Keyboard Warrior because it goes against their view of the subject in hand. Cyber bullies is another description that can be used for these unpleasant people. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why do Keyboard Warriors have a need to be extremely unpleasant when hurling their anger towards their targets? I guess it's a reflection on regular life... many people are unhappy with their lives for various reasons, and have a need to cause as much trouble and disruption to as many people as they possible can. There are those sitting at their computers who are bored and have nothing better to do than pick an argument with someone. They are safe in the knowledge they can say anything inflammatory to anyone they want, without fear of physical reprisal. What brave warriors they are! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been the target of a few Keyboard Warriors at Twitter. Comments of mine have been responded with abuse for no reason. One guy wrote that because I had food poisoning, I wasn't an American, and therefore a fag! Who rights something like that? A guy who is utterly frustrated with life and likely to shoot random people in his neighbourhood. Frightening. Another guy (it's always guys, by the way) responded to a derogatory comment I made about Ibiza, and asked if I had ever been to Ibiza, and if not, to shut the fuck up! Why does he care about my opinions? He doesn't know me. Seriously, if he had said that to my face, I would have punched him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As I wrote earlier, these Keyboard Warriors think they're being tough and strong typing abuse to people, but would they spout the same words to the faces of the people they are abusing? Of course not. I used to get wound up by them, but no more. A simple reply of "I don't care about you or your opinions, so don't tweet me again" is suffice, closely followed by a blockade of their account. Or just cut straight to the block button. In other words, deleting them. Don't let the Keyword Warriors drag you down to their level. Rise above it. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-1705722011362686514?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/1705722011362686514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/04/beatles-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1705722011362686514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1705722011362686514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/04/beatles-something.html' title='Keyboard Warriors.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3242740694331349907</id><published>2011-05-31T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:28:02.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Collections'/><title type='text'>Music Collections.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I started buying music around the time of my 14th birthday back in February 1980, and I built up a large collection of vinyl over the next 14 years. Albums, 7inch and 12 inch singles are on display on shelves in my home, but never played anymore. That doesn't matter, though, because I like the fact I have 14 years of music on vinyl that meant something to me over that period of my life. I would sell most of it if anybody was still interested in buying vinyl, but I am content to have it remain in my posession forever for nostalgic reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With vinyl dying out around 1994, I concentrated thereafter on buying compact discs, of which I also have a large collection. I have sold many cds at Ebay over the past few years, but I still have a large cd collection I am proud to have bought over the last 20 plus years. I still play the majority of my cds that all sit quietly in the corner of my living room. I can show anybody who is interested that this is the music collection I have proudly built up over the past 3 decades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the next step on from cds is mp3 downloading from the internet. Have I taken that step and "kept up with the times?" No! An emphatic no. I want the music I buy to be physically in my hands after I have paid for it. The clear plastic case with a booklet inside so I can read information about the item I have bought. I want to slide it into my cd player and listen to it. After listening to it, I want to file it away in my music collection, so I can pick it up again and play it whenever I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do any of this with a mp3 music file? Of course not. It sits there on your computer or on your ipod, simply as something you click on to play. Nothing to look at or touch... just an anonymous file hiding away on a device. How can you show off your modern music collection now? Of course not. All you can do is show them a screen with a list of titles on it. A music collection of no character or special memories of when and where you bought the music. Soulless. The modern age of Hard Drive Music Collections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could be argued it's better having thousands of music files in one compact device than many cds lying about cluttering up the place. Not for me. I want to physically see my music collection, and not have it sit anonymously in my computer. I will not be converted, thank you very much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3242740694331349907?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3242740694331349907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles-fool-on-hill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3242740694331349907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3242740694331349907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles-fool-on-hill.html' title='Music Collections.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-5030637965104466476</id><published>2011-04-29T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:40:51.390-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles - I Am The Walrus'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - I Am The Walrus.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RG73Pk1yUj8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RG73Pk1yUj8?fs=1&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="390" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-5030637965104466476?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/5030637965104466476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles-across-universe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5030637965104466476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5030637965104466476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles-across-universe.html' title='The Beatles - I Am The Walrus.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-531253715425500098</id><published>2011-04-29T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:34:12.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Fun'/><title type='text'>No Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;The past 12 months have been no fun for me, I can assure you. I'm now at a stage where I'm dazed and bewildered with life. I have no idea what is around the corner, although I have hopes for better things to come along. It's much better to hope than give up. It's onwards and forwards from here. I want to get out of this rut and break free. Or else I may go crazy!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My social life has been reduced to being in the same place every other week. I need different places to see and enjoy. Places where I don't have to shout over the loudness of karaoke. Places where I'm not playing darts all night. Places where meaningful and stimulating conversations can be enjoyed with friends. Places where there are attractive ladies to see. I'm not asking for too much, am I?! Some people are set in their ways and don't want to go to different places, which is unfortunate. Oh well, see you later. Time for change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working life has stalled badly. A bad decision from the past needs to be forgotten about. I have to readjust and find something new. I am renewing my SIA licence, so something in that direction would be nice. I may have to do something else in the meantime, but a return to a career in security is my long term goal. I sincerely hope the next 12 months are more fun than the last 12 months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-531253715425500098?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/531253715425500098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/531253715425500098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/531253715425500098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-fun.html' title='No Fun.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-8053931277656706382</id><published>2011-04-25T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T05:37:03.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Punched In The Stomach'/><title type='text'>Punched In The Stomach.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the past week, I feel as though I have been punched in the stomach. Having been out of a job for quite some time now, a vacancy appeared at a company I used to work for. I should never have left that job in the first place, but here was a chance to rectify that mistake with a possible return. However, an email was sent to me barely more than an hour after the job application was sent, saying I was unsuccessful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before opening the email, I presumed it was a confirmation of my application being received. I couldn't believe my eyes when I read it... that other candidates were a closer match to the key criteria. I honestly stared at the email for a couple of minutes in disbelief, before putting my head in my hands. Having worked there before, surely my criteria was as close as possible to what was required. I would love to see the other candidates' application forms. I wasn't even worthy of an interview. If I had one, I could have put forward my case, explaining why I left and how my return would be beneficial to them as well as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather than the same worded reply to each unsuccessful applicant, my reply should have simply said, "We don't want you back." If they did want me back, I would surely have received an interview. In my opinion, everybody deserves a second chance in life, and I feel I deserved a second chance here. Unfortunately, the powers that be think differently. It's a punch in the stomach, but I have to soldier on and find something different. At the moment, I have no idea what.  &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-8053931277656706382?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/8053931277656706382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/04/punched-in-stomach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/8053931277656706382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/8053931277656706382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/04/punched-in-stomach.html' title='Punched In The Stomach.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-6762070174196090084</id><published>2011-03-31T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:20:05.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles - Paperback Writer'/><title type='text'>The Beatles - Paperback Writer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e3DA-Uctvw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_e3DA-Uctvw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-6762070174196090084?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/6762070174196090084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles-paperback-writer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6762070174196090084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6762070174196090084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles-paperback-writer.html' title='The Beatles - Paperback Writer.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-6224225753477821275</id><published>2011-03-31T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:12:06.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Beatles'/><title type='text'>The Beatles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last night on YouTube, I watched several Beatles clips. In fact, make that rather a lot of Beatles clips. After I watched and heard the first one, I just had to watch and hear another... and another... and another... and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a magnificent body of work they created within the space of 10 wonderful years. It must have been a big event every time The Beatles released a single or album back in the 60s. From recording 3 minute bubblegum pop songs through to the musical progression of their later more intricate work, they went on one huge musical journey, becoming the biggest and greatest band the world has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this day, in my opinion, they are still the greatest musical act of all time. Back in the 60s, far more music was released by artistes than today, and The Beatles released a new album every year in their existence. That's how prolific they were. It's not about quantity, though. It's quality that is the most important factor. And their whole body of work was of top quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly, I only have two "best of" compilations of their catalogue on cd in my collection. For years, I have intended on buying a box set of their complete works, but have never actually did it. Of course, I will have to correct that in the not too distant future. It's ridiculous to think the band I regard as the greatest ever, I don't have any of their original studio albums! Shocking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will never see their like again, sadly. Not even close. Music being recorded today comes nowhere near the standard of The Beatles. Sometimes I wish I had been born a little earlier, so that I could have fully appreciated the massive impact and universal popularity of The Beatles and their music. Obviously, nothing I could have done about that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking my favourite Beatles song is very difficult, though, because they recorded many classic tunes. Paperback Writer has to be up there, though. The video (or promotional film as it was called in 1966) is absolutely wonderful. It captures the band halfway through their career, looking happy, relaxed, and cool! Great song as well, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've included it among three clips that I've posted here in my blog. Each and every one a genuine classic. Enjoy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-6224225753477821275?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/6224225753477821275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6224225753477821275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6224225753477821275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/03/beatles.html' title='The Beatles.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3593295867830395</id><published>2011-02-28T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:43:14.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night'/><title type='text'>Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjlIFTj41Jc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjlIFTj41Jc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3593295867830395?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3593295867830395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/02/bruce-springsteen-because-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3593295867830395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3593295867830395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/02/bruce-springsteen-because-night.html' title='Bruce Springsteen - Because The Night'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-2940727069581678027</id><published>2011-02-28T12:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:32:08.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrong Decision'/><title type='text'>Wrong Decision.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;With the benefit of hindsight, it is easy to look back and see where you have made a wrong decision. Of course, at the time, I thought I was making the right decision, because I usually think the circumstances out long and hard beforehand. However, in December 2009, I made a bad career decision which I now regret. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I left a secure permanent job to go to a temporary job. I was under the impression the temporary job would lead to a permanent position, but alas, it did not turn out that way. After several months, the contract ended, and I became unemployed. It was only then I realised I had made a wrong decision to leave my permanent job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I haven't made many mistakes in my life, but that was the biggest mistake of my life, and hopefully will be for the remainder of it. I suppose we all learn from our mistakes, and I have certainly learned from that one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;At the moment, I am still hurting from that wrong decision and going through an uncertain period of my life. I am hoping events in my life will take a turn for the better soon and the wrong decision will be easier to live with. Time will tell.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-2940727069581678027?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/2940727069581678027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/02/wrong-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2940727069581678027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2940727069581678027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/02/wrong-decision.html' title='Wrong Decision.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7993391820958823038</id><published>2011-01-27T04:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T04:28:49.588-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Keys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Gray'/><title type='text'>Andy Gray and Richard Keys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I have to say I am disgusted at the departure of Andy Gray and Richard Keys from Sky Sports. The giants of football punditry... probably the best at what they do. I am disgusted at Sky Sports for the way they have handled the whole sorrowful matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it's an over reaction to Gray and Keys' behaviour on the part of Sky Sports. What was said between the two of them is banter that takes place in pubs and workplaces everyday all over the country. Their dialogue was not broadcast on air - it was a private conversation off air. Yes, what they said was sexist, but not sufficient to merit a sacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact this off air conversation was made public means somebody at Sky Sports wanted them to pay for it. Or else this would never have seen the light of day. The same goes for the video clips that were released soon after, obviously again by an employee or employees of Sky Sports. Why did they want Gray and Keys out? Jealousy and envy spring to mind. Or perhaps they are ageist and want younger personalities to take their place. Whatever their reason is, it's sad and pathetic behaviour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it would not be surprising if it's the same person or people who decided to sack Andy Gray. Apparently, a reprimand was as far as it was going to go until the video clip of him asking Charlotte Jackson to "tuck him in" was released by a Sky Sports employee. It's absolutely ridiculous Gray was sacked because of this clip. Incidents similar to this occur all the time. We would have thousands of men sacked every day if that's a sackable offence. Sky Sports were obviously looking for a reason to sack Gray, and the first little chance they had, they took it. I certainly hope Gray is successful with his plans to sue Sky Sports for £3 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys me is how Gray and Keys have been treated differently by many people. Gray is made out to be the bad guy while Keys is looked upon as being led astray. Why? It was Keys that initiated the conversation about the lineswoman. It was also Keys that had a go at Karren Brady. So why do journalists like Henry Winter and Oliver Holt and many other people portray Gray as this seedy figure, but look upon Keys as still a great presenter? I cannot see what Gray has done that is worse than Keys. Surely not that incident with Charlotte Jackson? Come on. Keys made sexist remarks in a video clip where he is referring to an ex-girlfriend of Jamie Redknapp. I can't understand why Sky Sports did not sack Keys if they thought they were justified in sacking Gray. I would love to know their explanation of this, but emailing them will not produce a reply, I'm afraid. Someone or some people at Sky Sports obviously had it in for Gray more so than Keys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagree that the views of Gray and Keys are "prehistoric." As I wrote earlier, views or banter like this happen all over the country every day. The problem is we love in a world that has became increasingly politically correct. Yes, politically correct gone mad. You can't say anything without some killjoy complaining of you being sexist, racist, or homophobic. We have to be extra guarded about what we say, because some humourless person will complain and report it if it falls slighty into the three categories I just mentioned. Lighten up, people. Stop taking everything so seriously. Have a laugh. The world has become too intense, uptight, and humourless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of this is Rio Ferdinand. He tweeted "prehistoric banter, no place for it." Richard Keys was correct when he referred to it with, "Are you telling me it does not take place in the Manchester Utd dressing room? My information is that it does." Ferdinand is a hypocrite, just like Henry Winter and Oliver Holt. Footballers are the last people on earth that should have a right to be critical of a person's morals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, Andy Gray and Richard Keys were and are the best at what they do. Presenting and the analysis of the best of English football. They have been doing it for almost 20 years and it's a great shame they are not being allowed to continue doing so. I will miss them a lot. I would like to think they will be given the opportunity to work for another television broadcaster in the future. If I was the boss at ESPN, I would sign them up as soon as possible. Give them a weekly show so they can continue to give us the highest standard of football presenting and analysis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm dreaming about that, but it's hard to accept they will never appear again on our screens in the capacity they were working in so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7993391820958823038?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7993391820958823038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/01/andy-gray-and-richard-keys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7993391820958823038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7993391820958823038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/01/andy-gray-and-richard-keys.html' title='Andy Gray and Richard Keys.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-8936538063261573090</id><published>2011-01-06T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:47:33.918-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abba - S.O.S.'/><title type='text'>Abba - S.O.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaHLU57lQpc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TaHLU57lQpc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-8936538063261573090?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/8936538063261573090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/01/abba-sos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/8936538063261573090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/8936538063261573090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/01/abba-sos.html' title='Abba - S.O.S.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-185935181046679352</id><published>2011-01-06T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:22:07.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unguilty Pleasures'/><title type='text'>Unguilty Pleasures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;What exactly IS a guilty pleasure? I mean, you either like something or you don't. Why would you feel guilty about it? What would make you feel guilty to like something? It really is a stupid phrase. What idiot or idiots thought it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;I ask this because there seems to be a common use of "guilty pleasures" over the past few years. The idiots seem to attach it to something classic from years gone by. For instance, classic musical artists like Abba and ELO have been tarnished with this awful description. Two of the best pop acts of the 1970s. Why do the idiots think it's guilty to like them? Why would they be embarrassed to like listening to their music? Very strange behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;My theory is it is the views of young people who look back upon classic works in the past as "cheesy" and embarrassing to listen to. They are snobs who look down upon the likes of Abba and ELO as if they should only be heard in private, and not shared with the outside world. Why? I guess because these artists are too old and not considered "trendy" enough. Musical snobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;I also hate the word "cheesy". Once again, it's used to describe things like classic music from the 70s and 80s in a derogatory sense. Again, by the same young people who use the words "guilty pleasures" in their vocabulary. You hardly ever hear older people like myself use "cheesy" and "guilty pleasures" when talking about classic music from the distant past. "Classic pop" and "classic rock" are the perfect descriptions for it. We are not musical snobs because we grew up with music when it was far superior to todays's mediocrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;Abba and ELO are pleasures not to feel guilty about. They are unguilty pleasures, to be precise. You should never feel guilty about liking something, regardless of when it was produced. And please stop using "cheesy" as a description... it's much better to describe it as "classic".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-185935181046679352?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/185935181046679352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/01/unguilty-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/185935181046679352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/185935181046679352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2011/01/unguilty-pleasures.html' title='Unguilty Pleasures.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7891679863316825724</id><published>2010-12-09T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:08:52.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People&apos;s Behaviour On The Internet'/><title type='text'>People's Behaviour On The Internet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I have to say I have been saddened by some people's behaviour on the internet. I have been online for 12 and a half years now, and throughout that time, there has been constant bickering and name calling. Just like in real life, I suppose. It used to get to me, but these days, I am more composed and try not to get involved in pointless arguments. There are far more important things in life to be concerned about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;The arguing usually takes place on forums / message boards. If I read an opinion by someone who I disagree with, I sometimes post my opinion, and may mention why I disagree with the opinion already posted. However, there are people who can be insulting and offensive when responding to opinions they disagree with. Basically, it's a lack of tolerance for other people's opinions. Sadly, the way human nature is, this will never change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;On the social networking sites, I have had people delete me as a friend or block me. I haven't written anything wrong, in my mind. Some people have just taken it upon themselves to remove me from their friend or follower lists. At first, I kept asking myself what I had done wrong, but if it happens now, I don't lose any sleep over it. It's their issue, not mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;It's great to have the power to delete or block someone on the internet, isn't it? It's a shame it's not possible to do that in real life! Well, you could, but you would have to go to prison for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;The people who have deleted or blocked me, I wonder if they behave like that in real life? Someone says something to them they don't like, so as a result, they remove the person from their lives. Never speak to them again. It's the same behaviour as deleting or blocking someone. Childish and immature. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Courier New; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;The sad thing is, a few of these people have been celebrities I admired. Well, used to admire. Sometimes it's best not to meet people you admire because you will find out they are, in reality, unpleasant people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7891679863316825724?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7891679863316825724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/12/peoples-behaviour-on-internet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7891679863316825724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7891679863316825724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/12/peoples-behaviour-on-internet.html' title='People&apos;s Behaviour On The Internet.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-716424907969193048</id><published>2010-11-23T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T15:08:18.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Play the bloody music'/><title type='text'>Play The Bloody Music!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't like radio DJs (disc jockeys). You know, those annoying people who speak between songs on the radio. I would much prefer if radio wiped out DJs and all we had to listen to was music and news bulletins. Radio then wouldn't be so annoying. It has got to the point for me now that I'm hardly listening to the radio at all. I switch it on and more often than not, there is someone muttering on about something. Play the bloody music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is DJs just love talking about themselves. They love being the centre of attention. What makes it worse is, they are surrounded by cronies who chat with them and laugh at almost anything the DJ says. Many DJs can't do a show on their own. They need people to talk to. They aren't strong enough to do a show by themselves. Idle chit chat with others needs to be part of the show. Play the bloody music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer when the DJ is talking to the listener. Of course, this means the DJ is on their own and not constantly talking to someone in the studio. When the DJ has a motley crew in the studio, the DJ is not talking to the listener. The DJ is talking to the cronies in the studio. Sadly, this is a phenomenon of modern radio. Play the bloody music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northsound 1 have cloned their breakfast show on that of Radio 1. It's makes me cringe. It's embarrassing. This morning, I tuned into Northsound 1 for a minute and the DJ was chatting about going 2 days without shaving to the amusement of his giggling gang. Please! I don't want to know. It's utterly dull and boring. It's the lowest common denominator. Play the bloody music! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the DJs talk, half the time they don't say what song they played. Several times I've heard a song and wondered what it was, only for the DJ to waffle on about something and not tell us what the song was. Their job is to tell us what is playing. If they can't be bothered doing that, they might as well not be there. I don't want to listen to their idle chit chat. Play the bloody music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember many years ago when satellite music television channels used to have VJs (video jockeys). However, it was decided their sevices weren't needed anymore, so instead, music videos were played back to back without the need for VJs. This is what needs to be done on radio. Remove the DJs so all we hear is the music. For the last time, play the bloody music!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-716424907969193048?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/716424907969193048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/11/play-bloody-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/716424907969193048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/716424907969193048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/11/play-bloody-music.html' title='Play The Bloody Music!'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3848286062263070529</id><published>2010-10-18T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T08:04:52.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A-ha - Shadowside'/><title type='text'>A-ha - Shadowside</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tj-GG6sgeK0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tj-GG6sgeK0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3848286062263070529?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3848286062263070529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/10/ha-shadowside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3848286062263070529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3848286062263070529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/10/ha-shadowside.html' title='A-ha - Shadowside'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-7832196112520779379</id><published>2010-10-18T07:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T07:55:24.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prisons'/><title type='text'>Prisons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm getting fed up with people saying "prison doesn't work". If it doesn't work, it's because the prisoners aren't in prison for long enough! It appears to be forgotten than prison is a form of punishment, and supposed to be a deterrent from offending in the future. Nowadays, the impression is prison needs to be a form of therapy, and if the therapy doesn't work, then the offenders shouldn't have gone to prison. Absolute nonsense!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Too many prisoners are being released halfway through their sentences. Once a sentence is issued, it should be served in full. In fact, many sentences are far too leniant. in addition, many people are avoiding jail for committing serious crimes, and is another reason for the increase in crime in the UK. The authorities need to get tougher and hand out longer sentences, and a sentence means serving a full sentence - not being released early.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People must be looking at the trivial punishments being handed out and thinking there won't be a heavy punishment if they're caught. Our courts are a laughing stock. This country isn't called "Soft touch Britain" for nothing. Other nations must laugh at how our offenders are "punished". Crime will continue to increase and nothing will change until there's a much tougher stance when dealing with the criminal element. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The ridiculous situation of over-crowded prisons should never have been allowed to happen. The population in the country increases every year, so it doesn't take a rocket scientist to work out there will be more crime, and as a result, more prisoners. Yet, there appeared to be no addition of prisons. That's why we have shorter sentences and offenders not going to prison when they should. What an embarrassing shambles. More prisons need to be built or we will eventually have anarchy in the streets. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Will anything be done about it? I very much doubt it. I think the authorities want to close prisons than build more. Take comfort in the thought that if you commit a serious crime, you will have a light sentence. And if you commit a crime that isn't serious, you won't even have to go to prison. The courts are more interested in handing out therapy than punishment these days. What a joke. And a very unfunny one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-7832196112520779379?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/7832196112520779379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/10/prisons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7832196112520779379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/7832196112520779379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/10/prisons.html' title='Prisons.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-5407007015305343300</id><published>2010-10-18T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T07:17:42.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liverpool FC'/><title type='text'>Liverpool FC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I equate the Liverpool football team to a piece of rotten fruit. No point in keeping hold of it - best to throw it in the bucket. Okay, we can't throw an entire football team in the bucket, but there are several players there who don't deserve to play for the club again. Babel, Lucas, and Rodriguez immediately spring to mind here. They have been, on the whole, poor in their performances for Liverpool and deserve to be booted out of the club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stars" like Torres, Cole, and Johnson have been a disgrace. We all know what they are capable of, but these three have been cheating the fans on every occasion they've had the privilege of pulling on the Liverpool shirt this season. Particularly Torres. If he wants to leave in the next transfer window, let him do so. Replace him with players who want to play for the club and are prepared to give 100% effort. Hell, I would pick N'Gog ahead of him at the moment! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Skrtel gets picked ahead of Agger and Kyrgiakos is a mystery to me. It's time he was banished to the reserves. New signings Jovanovic, Konchesky and Poulson need time to settle in, so I'm still giving them the benefit of the doubt. For the time being. However, I'm pretty sure they are not up to expected standard of being a Liverpool first team regular. Other new signing Meireles is a quality player and will shine for the team eventually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerrard, Carragher, and Kuyt always give 100% commitment when playing, and are doing their best in face of the mediocrity around them. Reina has kept the opposition's goals down to a minimum and has performed consistently well, considering the circumstances. Apart from his mistake against Arsenal - which was partly caused by the sun beaming into his eyes - he has been more or less faultless this season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be surprised of Aquilani is recalled from his loan period. Much criticised by the Liverpool fans, he showed promise and wasn't given sufficent opportunity to show what he can do. It was a mistake by the manager to despatch him out on loan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Hodgson the right manager to drive Liverpool forward? I have my doubts. The job is appearing to be too much for him. Some of his team selections have been questionable, and he tends to leave substitutions too late in the game. The board need to make a decision within the next few weeks whether he deserves more time to turn it around. There's no point in giving him transfer funds in January if he isn't going to be the manager next season. Personally, I wouldn't mind seeing Kenny Dalglish or Martin O'Neill in charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's no fun being a Liverpool FC fan at the moment. There is a huge job ahead to turn the fortunes around and get the team into a European qualifying place. Yes, a top 7 position is far more realistic than a place in the top 4. Goodness me, a top 7 finish would be a marvellous achievement from where we are at the moment. Things can only get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-5407007015305343300?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/5407007015305343300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/10/liverpool-fc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5407007015305343300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/5407007015305343300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/10/liverpool-fc.html' title='Liverpool FC.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-4813066256687930121</id><published>2010-09-20T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:55:58.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Corrs - Heart Like A Wheel'/><title type='text'>The Corrs - Heart Like A Wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQi_C1LJKP4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VQi_C1LJKP4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-4813066256687930121?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/4813066256687930121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/09/corrs-little-wing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4813066256687930121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4813066256687930121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/09/corrs-little-wing.html' title='The Corrs - Heart Like A Wheel'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-153687049238641263</id><published>2010-09-17T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T09:29:39.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Born At The Right Time'/><title type='text'>Born At The Right Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I am glad I was born when I was. I was born at the right time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Going back to my childhood, I wouldn't have wanted to be any other age than 8 years old when the Bay City Rollers made their big breakthrough. If I had been older, I would have been cynical and been reluctant to like them. I wouldn't have wanted to be any other age than 10 years old when I watched Starsky and Hutch for the first time. The detectives were very impressionable upon my childhood, and I loved watching it on a Saturday night with friends as a child growing up. I wouldn't have wanted to be any other age than 12 years old when I first set eyes on Debbie Harry. It was another couple of years before I fully appreciated her, and she was predominantly on my bedroom walls for a few years afterwards. I have since grown out of that phase of fancying pop stars. Ahem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Being a child back in the 70s was completely different from what it's like today. Back then, most days were an adventure. On any given day, we would go off somewhere on our bikes. Usually a different place every time. Other days, we would play football, tennis, or even cricket. Other times, we would go on adventures in the country. Playing Subbuteo with my friend was always great fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Do children today have as much fun? Do they enjoy varied&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;adventures and activities&amp;nbsp;with each other? Sitting in front of a computer playing games doesn't sound much fun to me. Spending hours and hours on the internet on Social Networking Sites wouldn't have appealed to me as a child. Texting endlessly to friends on mobile phones doesn't capture the same excitement for me as the things we enjoyed in my childhood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;For the vast majority of time, we were active. Today, many young people's habits involve sitting down and not doing much exercise. Yes, times have changed, but are children today enjoying themselves in the way they should be? I'm so glad that my childhood happened before&amp;nbsp;computer games, the internet, and mobile phones. Days wouldn't have been as much fun if those things existed back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;As for the music, dear me. Back in the late 70s, music was vibrant and exciting. The charts were of a high standard packed with classic songs. There was always something new and exciting being released. This continued right through the 80s and started to decline in the 90s. Look at the state of music today. Mediocre to say the least. Pop music today is a shadow of what it was back in the days&amp;nbsp;when I was growing up. The popularity of rap and hip hop doesn't help, and rock music has been declining like pop for many years now. I would hate to be 14 years old today having to listen to the bland and nauseating music that is being produced today. I was 14 years old when I started buying music seriously. Back then, The Police, Blondie, The Jam, the Clash, Abba, Kate Bush, and Stiff Little Fingers were all in their prime. U2 released their first album that year. What is there today that can compare with those classic musical artists? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am glad I was born when I was. I was born at the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-153687049238641263?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/153687049238641263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/09/born-at-right-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/153687049238641263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/153687049238641263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/09/born-at-right-time.html' title='Born At The Right Time.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3879646248078606880</id><published>2010-09-08T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:28:09.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><title type='text'>Surveys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The media is obsessed with surveys. Or polls, if you prefer to call them that. For instance, last week in a survey, it was reported "New figures show people in Britain are drinking 13% less alcohol than in 2004." Now, how in hell did they work that one out? Have they recorded all the alcohol that has been sold each year? Do they know how many people were actually in the country each year? It would be impossible to find accurate figures for that. Very rough estimations, I would think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My point is, everyday there is another survey. Every time I watch someone on tv reviewing the newspapers, they always highlight a survey reported that day. Accompanied with the usual hilarity. Oh look, "25% of men do this. 47% of women do this. 16% of us prefer doing this to that. 61% of our children spend their time doing this." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utter nonsense! If every person in the country was asked&amp;nbsp;the questions in the surveys, then yes, the statistics would be accurate. Of course, this would be impossible to do. So usually, a few thousand are quizzed for these surveys that are released to the public almost everyday. They're not a fair representation of the whole country - just the opinions of a tiny percentage of our population. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It gets up my nerves when they keep reading out these survey results as if it includes everyone. Stop it! It doesn't. It's just a few thousand. The media and lifestyle tv shows try to brainwash us with this crap. I couldn't care less if 75% of women aged 21-30 prefer doing this or that 58% of teenagers prefer doing this to that. Simply say how many people took part in the survey before reeling off the statistics. Just don't report it as if the whole bloody country was asked!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3879646248078606880?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3879646248078606880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/09/surveys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3879646248078606880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3879646248078606880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/09/surveys.html' title='Surveys.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-6602451806317152884</id><published>2010-08-30T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:44:32.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heart - Crazy On You'/><title type='text'>Heart - Crazy On You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5PKULglde8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o5PKULglde8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-6602451806317152884?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/6602451806317152884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/classic-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6602451806317152884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6602451806317152884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/classic-heart.html' title='Heart - Crazy On You'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3043317775607708858</id><published>2010-08-30T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T17:08:30.382-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Single'/><title type='text'>Being Single.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;These days, it is sometimes perceived there is something wrong with you if you are single. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Especially if you are as "old" as being in your 40s, like I am. There can even be sorrow in some cases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I would much rather be single than in an unhappy relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Many people have a partner for convenience sake or are too insecure within themselves to face being single, rather than be with someone for genuine love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Until I meet my ideal partner, I am happy to be single. I don't have a disability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3043317775607708858?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3043317775607708858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/being-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3043317775607708858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3043317775607708858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/being-single.html' title='Being Single.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-4655910223538239673</id><published>2010-08-30T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:26:52.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bewildering Age Gaps'/><title type='text'>Bewildering Age Gaps.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;What is the attraction of wide age gaps between couples in film and drama? Do viewers really enjoy watching middle-aged men chase after women young enough to be their daughter or granddaughter? Do the producers think there is a demand for it? Why? I don't get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;There is a remake of Bouquet of Barbed Wire soon to be broadcast. Hermoine Norris plays the wife of a man who is sexually attracted to his daughter. She says of it, "When the 1976 version was made, it was a really taboo subject - the story of a man's obsession with his daughter, an incestuous relationship." Is she implying incest is no longer taboo? Are there many fathers having sexual relationships with their daughters? I had no idea. In the programme, I think the father also has a relationship with another woman young enough to be his granddaughter. Lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;In the American comedy Modern Family, a beautiful young women played by Sofia Vergara is married to a portly middle-aged man old enough to be her father. Why is she attracted to him? Why is it the basis of a comedy? Is this what the viewers want to see? I don't understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;There is a film starring Michael Douglas called Solitary Man in which his character chases after a teenage girl. Whether he has sex with her, I don't know, and I don't want to know. There is a 45 year age difference. Good grief. Is this what the viewers want to see? I really don't understand the appeal. Funnily enough, the teenage girl in question is the same person who plays the incestous daughter in Bouquet of Barbed Wire. I think she really needs to start acting alongside love interests nearer her own age!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;One of my favourite actresses is Catherine Zeta Jones. Yes, she who is married to the aforementioned Michael Douglas, who is 25 years older than her. Some guys have all the luck, in personal life and at work! Back in the nineties, Catherine appeared in a film called Entrapment alongside Sean Connery, who is 40 years her senior. You know what's coming next. After the script had been written, Connery insisted the script be re-written to include a passionate love scene with Catherine. The dirty old man! He made it obvious to everyone that he was sexually attracted to Catherine and wanted his bit of fun with her, and wasn't ashamed in doing so. I wonder what his wife's feelings were about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Despite being a big fan of Catherine's, I can't watch this film. Having a love scene and relationship with a man old enough to be her grandfather would leave a sour taste in my mouth. There is no need for it. Once again I have to ask, is this what the viewers want to see? I very much doubt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;So it's 2010, and incest isn't taboo anymore. Men having relationships with women young enough to be their daughter or granddaughter definitely isn't taboo. Will there come a time when paedophilia isn't taboo anymore? It wouldn't surprise me in the slightest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-4655910223538239673?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/4655910223538239673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/bewildering-age-gaps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4655910223538239673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4655910223538239673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/bewildering-age-gaps.html' title='Bewildering Age Gaps.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-4850156944160611067</id><published>2010-08-29T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:10:37.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st Century Laziness'/><title type='text'>21st Century Laziness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It never ceases to amaze me how lazy our culture has become over the past few years. Take the advert for the Brennan JB7 cd player -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;"The problem with cds is that it's quicker to make a cup of coffee than dip into a cd. Try timing how long it takes to pick a cd, load it into a cd player, play a snippet from a track or two, eject it and put it back where it came from."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my goodness, the hardship! What an unbelievable amount of time wasted, don't you think? Not! And why would you want to play a snippet or two? Just play the damn thing. It doesn't take long to pull a cd out of the case and slide into the cd player. There, job done. Sit back, relax, and listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time when cds replaced vinyl, they were saying, "No more having to get up halfway though an album and flip it over for side 2. We can now listen to a whole album without getting up off our arses." Well, they didn't put it in those exact words, but I'm sure you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of the advert is the Brennan JB7 cd player stores up to 5,000 cds and you don't have to worry about putting cds on anymore. What a load of nonsense. How long will it take you to trace the songs or an album you want to play in this cd player? Oh my goodness, valuable seconds. No shorter time than what it takes to put on a good old cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sheer utter laziness. Everything these days can be done for us with the convenient pressing of buttons - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198393"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198395"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198397"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198399"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198401"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1027944091"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1027944093"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1027944095"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1065508875"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span id="goog_188940130"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1415879006"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. We don't get up to answer the telephone anymore - it's right there on out laps or in our pockets.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540260698"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540260699"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540260700"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540260702"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;2. We don't get up to change channels on television anymore - our trusty remote controls do the work.&lt;br /&gt;3. We don't have to go to the bank anymore - your account is right there on the internet. &lt;br /&gt;4. We don't have to go to the shop anymore - order what you want on the internet and wait for it to be delivered. &lt;br /&gt;5. We don't have to go to the supermarket anymore - order what you want on the internet and wait for it to be delivered.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span id="goog_1415879007"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_188940131"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1065508876"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540260703"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1540260701"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1027944096"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1027944094"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1027944092"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198402"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198400"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198398"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198396"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_422198394"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I buy and listen to music, I like the disc, case, and album information in my hands. Not a cd player with thousands of songs stored in it already. That's why I have never downloaded a song from the internet. I prefer the physical product in my hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, call me old fashioned if you like. Is it old fashioned not to be lazy? Fair enough. I will continue to go to the trouble if finding the cd I want to play and sliding it into the cd player. Oh, the bother.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-4850156944160611067?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/4850156944160611067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/21st-century-laziness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4850156944160611067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4850156944160611067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/21st-century-laziness.html' title='21st Century Laziness.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-6132983026363084948</id><published>2010-08-26T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:01:40.707-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unreleased Springsteen'/><title type='text'>Unreleased Springsteen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14453246&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14453246&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14453246"&gt;Bruce Springsteen - "The Promise: The Making of 'Darkness on the Edge of Town'" Sneak Peek&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/columbiarecords"&gt;Columbia Records&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-6132983026363084948?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/6132983026363084948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/unreleased-springsteen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6132983026363084948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6132983026363084948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/unreleased-springsteen.html' title='Unreleased Springsteen.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-1327714096511253703</id><published>2010-08-20T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:01:04.280-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The decline of social interaction'/><title type='text'>The Decline Of Social Interaction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Social habits have radically changed&amp;nbsp;over recent years. Addiction to modern gadgets in preference to social interaction. Society has been like this for a while now, but observations by two celebrities today have underlined this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Observation 1&lt;/u&gt; - Elizabeth Hurley posted this comment in her Twitter feed today - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Pouring with rain - 8 people sitting with laptops, ipads and blackberries round the table. Weird sign of times. Wish I had a jigsaw."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Observation 2&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Stoke City footballer Dave Kitson said today -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;"iPods are one of the most anti-social things to have come into the changing room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Changing rooms should be buzzing with anticipation and energy before a game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;But more and more I see players slumped around in their own world, generally looking miserable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Music can be a great motivational tool, but it works far better if everyone listens to the same thing and talks to each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I like to think music should be used to get you up for a game of football - not for relaxing you. Football is not relaxing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Do you see what these two observations have in common? Both highlight how the likes of laptops, mobile phones, ipads, and ipods have helped bring a decline in social interaction with other&amp;nbsp;people, as well as sitting and watching what is happening around us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Why would you want to have an interesting conversation with someone when you can be on your laptop or ipad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why would you want to have a laugh and joke with your colleague when you can be listening to music on your ipod?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why would you want to watch what your young child is doing when you can be busy having a text conversation on your mobile phone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;These modern gadgets and the internet are fine, but it has made people less socially active, less caring, and less attentive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;This is society 2010. That's just the way it is. Like it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-1327714096511253703?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/1327714096511253703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/deline-of-social-interaction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1327714096511253703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1327714096511253703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/deline-of-social-interaction.html' title='The Decline Of Social Interaction.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-4503456325093467303</id><published>2010-08-20T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:02:24.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going out'/><title type='text'>Going Out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going out for drinks on a Saturday night has changed over the past few years. Changed for the worse. I much preferred it when I would meet up with a few mates at a designated pub, and chat about whatever was the talk of the day. In an environment where the background music wasn't too loud, and more often than not, where we could sit at a table.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not like that anymore. The designated pub is now the same one every time I go out. No more "where shall we meet tonight?" It's the same pub all of the time because that's where the karaoke is. Yes, that evil word, karaoke. The Devil's work. The peace and tranquility of many pubs all over the country was shattered by the monster called karaoke. It's not so much the singing that annoys me, it's the bloody volume! Turn it down, for goodness sake! We are not deaf! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As a result, the quiet chats no longer take place. My mates are too busy participating in karaoke. Any conversation that takes place is shouted over the loudness of karaoke. No proper conversations about topical subjects like the old days. You can't really have those when you are shouting at the top of your voice. Sad days indeed. It's not how it used to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-4503456325093467303?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/4503456325093467303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4503456325093467303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/4503456325093467303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-out.html' title='Going Out.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-1890027367688610083</id><published>2010-08-14T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T15:46:45.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dervla Kirwan'/><title type='text'>Dervla Kirwan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Being a fan of Dervla Kirwan, I was disappointed to read comments made by her in a recent edition of Irish Tatler. Talking about sleazebag Colin Farrell, she says, "He's a really sweet man, he has had a terrible time in the press, but I don't know any young man who, given the degree of success and excess that was placed before him, would jave gone a different way. I think he's amazing to come out as together as he has. I really admire him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Urrrgghhh! Admiration for a guy who beds almost every woman he comes into contact with, deserts the woman who was expecting his child, and his much publicised drink and drugs habits. How can you admire that? And the other young men Dervla knows must all&amp;nbsp;live&amp;nbsp;desperate hedonistic lifestyles as well if she thinks they would all fall into the same trap, if the same temptations were put in front of them. Or does she mean young men in general? Please don't think we all are as depraved as Farrell. Some of us do have stronger willpower. I don't mean so much his love of bedding anything in a skirt, but his overall wild behaviour. Not all men are as weak as Farrell, even though Dervla apparently thinks they are. I'm not an angel, but excesses being thrown in front of myself doesn't necessarily mean I would have behaved the same way as Farrell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;Perhaps Dervla's attitude about young men in general has something to do with her comment, "I had a lot of bad relationships when I was in my twenties..." Were they all Colin Farrell type characters - all out for themselves and not caring a fuck about anyone else? Surely she can't be blaming the male for all of these bad relationships - she must have been at fault in some instances. That would be like Patsy Kensit blaming all of her husbands for her failed marriages. In denial, and not taking responsibilty for their own share of failure in relationships. And here was me thinking Dervla was a quiet girl in her youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I'm very much attracted to Dervla, going back to the days when she appeared in Hearts and Bones many years ago. It would be great if she was offered the part of&amp;nbsp;assistant to Lewis, the Inspector Morse offshoot. Lewis as a programme would work much better if he had a female assitant, as opposed to the boring male he has right now. If the producer of Lewis is reading this, please take note!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;I do think Dervla's comments about Farrell were idiotic and ignorant. Perhaps it IS better to act as the bad guy, though. Then, nice guys like myself may end up with more women. If that's what they prefer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1Kor0sy28c/TGaKxGxmjeI/AAAAAAAAABg/ctGHKxV-u6k/s1600/25392_102271273149596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1Kor0sy28c/TGaKxGxmjeI/AAAAAAAAABg/ctGHKxV-u6k/s320/25392_102271273149596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-1890027367688610083?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/1890027367688610083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/dervla-kirwan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1890027367688610083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/1890027367688610083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/dervla-kirwan.html' title='Dervla Kirwan.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E1Kor0sy28c/TGaKxGxmjeI/AAAAAAAAABg/ctGHKxV-u6k/s72-c/25392_102271273149596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-6237990052153103297</id><published>2010-08-12T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T05:29:32.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Beckham'/><title type='text'>David Beckham.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Fabio Capello's treatment of David Beckham is a disgrace. To not tell him in advance he has no intention of playing him again in competitive matches defies belief. Where is the respect? The respect for a loyal servant for his country for 14 years. Many players retire from international football when it suits them (Paul Scholes, Alan Shearer, Paul Robinson, and Wes Brown to name a few) and it's admirable to see a player like Beckham continue to say over the years that he will be happy to play for his country when called upon. The easy option would have been for Beckham to retire from international football like those aforementioned. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beckham's international career looked finished when he made the big mistake of moving to the USA, but through hard work and determination, he fought himself back into the team. It looks unlikely as if he can achieve this again and it's a sad end to an international career that deserved a better end. Of course, Beckham would have played in the World Cup if he hadn't been injured, but given the team's dreadful performance, perhaps he was glad he didn't play any part in it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it was up to me, I would sack Capello for the following reasons - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. His tactics, formation, and wrong player selection was a major reason why the England team flopped in South Africa.&lt;br /&gt;2. The atmosphere in the England camp is not harmonious due to Capello's strict ways.&lt;br /&gt;3. His English still isn't up to standard and it must affect communication with the players.&lt;br /&gt;4. His distinct lack of enthusiasm when Steven Gerrard scored those two fantastic goals against Humgary.&lt;br /&gt;5. His lack of respect for David Beckham by ending his international career without letting him know privately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It isn't Beckham that should be retiring - it should be Capello. Show him the exit door now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E1Kor0sy28c/TGaMJG5FoiI/AAAAAAAAABo/L-epkehe9Tk/s1600/david_beckham.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E1Kor0sy28c/TGaMJG5FoiI/AAAAAAAAABo/L-epkehe9Tk/s320/david_beckham.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-6237990052153103297?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/6237990052153103297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/david-beckham.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6237990052153103297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/6237990052153103297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/david-beckham.html' title='David Beckham.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E1Kor0sy28c/TGaMJG5FoiI/AAAAAAAAABo/L-epkehe9Tk/s72-c/david_beckham.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-3335812516688564210</id><published>2010-08-07T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:17:20.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy Football'/><title type='text'>Fantasy Football.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Playing Fantasy Football "online" is rather fun to do, so I'll be enjoying my second season doing that. I don't expect to win the whole thing, but I might win one of my mini-leagues. It's all about picking the right players and formation, just like the real thing. Be competitive, but don't take it too seriously, as they say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-3335812516688564210?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/3335812516688564210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/fantasy-football.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3335812516688564210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/3335812516688564210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/fantasy-football.html' title='Fantasy Football.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1532916510308871074.post-2981844614331868324</id><published>2010-08-07T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:15:19.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Football Season'/><title type='text'>New Football Season.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The new football season is upon us, but the big boys don't start until next Saturday. Liverpool go into the season not expecting to make the big 4, but more hoping to. The new manager will need time to settle in and start to build his own team. Joe Cole is a great signing, but we need a couple of more big names. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1532916510308871074-2981844614331868324?l=calumgray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/feeds/2981844614331868324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-football-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2981844614331868324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1532916510308871074/posts/default/2981844614331868324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calumgray.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-football-season.html' title='New Football Season.'/><author><name>Calum</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367733440769018431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4RgUYXnCuZU/Tgx-RxPEkiI/AAAAAAAAACo/X3Ik2VBn6PI/s220/41.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
