Philo_Vance

Holy shit, you've actually got Freddie Mercury's face!

There's a handful on here that I think of as proper mates, as we talk outside of this place, and occasionally actually see eachother in real life.

Back to bearding though, does anyone else suffer from beard dandruff? I occaionally get head dandruff, but that's down to always having grease in my hair which fucks my scalp up, but I've noticed loads of dry dustiness from my sidies and beard recently. Shampooing/conditioning it doesn't seem to help, so I'm at a bit of a loss.

Anyway, here's a picture of me out-sideburning Marcus from Asbo Peepshow the morning after their canterbury show last week. Bit blurry.

A bit late, but my condolences to Philio Vance, really tugged my heart strings that post.

 

Though by Butch's definition I am a "cat wanker"

Many thanks. It's been over a month now and it's still really odd. I think I'd be considering another pet by now if I wasn't planning to travel, I just hate the silence in the house. On the upside my good friend Pete keeps bringing his beautiful puppy to the boozer, so I'm getting to hang out with her.

My mate Olly is the bass player in FTR. Absolutely amazing band and thoroughly wonderful lovely blokes. So glad to see them doing so well the last year or so.

That's made my night!

Bang to rights. You wouldn't believe how many photos there are of me covered in population paste from that holiday. Had to convince my poor old mum it was tzatziki.

So at a guess, we've got about half an hour before a photo of me on the beach chugging a big veiny cock exists. Marvellous.

If she winds up up the spout, I'll take a pup mate.

Thanks for the kind words folks. I shied away from putting anything on FB about it because there's nothing worse than 100 people popping up offering half-arsed comments and condolences, plus it looks like making a big deal of things. It seemed more appropriate mentioning it on here though as he'd been discussed before and people had taken an interest. So again, cheers everyone. For all its faults, this board produces some niceness now and again, doesn't it? And usually from the same lovely group of people. There needs to be another love thread.

As for right now, I'm wondering how long I'll last before getting another pet. I decided not to do so for at least a year or so, preferably until I've moved, as this house isn't ideal for a dog (plus according to the contract I'm not allowed one- keeping Horton a secret was a bloody nightmare) and I'm not home enough at the mo to do a good job of raising another one. At the same time though, I can't imagine living without a dog. A friend of mine lost his dog last year and vowed not to get another. 3 months later he'd picked up a long-legged Jack Russell. He's a gardener though, so can keep the dog with him all day every day. The sensible thing is to wait I suppose.

Also, and this is a bit of an odd one, but I have no clue what to do with Horton's ashes. I don't particularly want them on the mantel for people to comment on all the time, but I don't want to scatter them anywhere yet. As of now, they're sitting in my spare room, wrapped in the Tshirt of mine my mum gave him to snuggle while he was put to sleep.

Proof that if there are 3 things I shouldn't wear, they'd be hats, sunglasses, and vests.

Hello all, I've returned from my protracted (and presumably unnoticed) absence from the board, caused by a knackered laptop and subsequent holiday. Unfortunately while I was away Horton's illness took a drastic turn for the worse and my folks, who were looking after him for me, had no option but to put him down. To say I'm distraught would be an understatement. Tonight's my first night with the parents gone and the girlfriend not here and the house feels horribly empty and lifeless. Can't quite get my head around the fact that he's not going to come careening into the front room and jump on me.

But fuck being maudlin', he was the best dog in the qorld and I want to remember that, so here's some pics, most of which you'll probably have seen before. Indulge me.

An awesome dog and the greatest footballer in history in your sig. Well done sir.

Top t-shirt. Where can I pick up one of those badboys? Also, you're carrying the grey in just majestic fashion.

Zack Sabre Jr sells them at shows, i think you can order online too so his FB or Twitter's probably your best bet. Definitely my favourite wrestling shirt.

Wearing my ZSJ Tshirt at the girlfriend's birthday bash.

'Three of' her kids? How many has she got????

Having got him to take his meds, Horton has picked up again. Currently worrying a pig's ear in front of me. He seems pretty content with being inactive at the moment, as long as he's got a bit of company. So I'm drinking at home rather than in town for a while.

That rat is very sweet. I used to have rats myself, miss them a lot.

Edit: Further to Butch's post, he's named after The Reverend Horton Heat.

Well, he's still not well. Even in the hour since my last post I can see the drugs starting to wear off and he looks sluggish and in pain. It's time for his next dose now, but because he's in pain, he doesn't want to eat. But he can't have these anti-inflammatories unless he eats with them. It's all a bit of a nightmare. He's sitting in the kitchen now with his back leg shaking from the pain.

He's a basset hound. Basically a dwarf bloodhound. People always think of them as small dogs because they're low to the ground, but he's about 5 stone, very strongly muscled and on his hind legs can put his feet right up on my torso. They're prone to back issues just by virtue of being so long combined with such a lot of weight to carry, so we always knew we might have to deal with this one day. I never thought too hard before getting him about the fact that certain breeds are more prone to certain illnesses than others, because it seemed a long way in the future, but watching him suffer the last few days has been horrible. A lot of people question how much inbreeding goes on with pedigree dogs for this reason, and having been in tears multiple times the last few days watching him, I'm starting to agree. Like I said I'm just so glad he's even halfway back to being his old self.

Thanks mate! I just got home again from being out for a few hours and he seems stronger still, even before today's dose of meds, so I'm pretty hopeful. The only thing is from now on, even if he seems fine, we know how weak his back is with this apparent degenerative disorder, so no more steps, steep slopes or sprinting about, ever. It's going to be a huge change for him, but right now I'm just made up to see him trotting round the garden looking like his old self.

He's far more mobile and happy today, the anti inflammatory seems to be working wonders. Looks like we should be able to manage the condition without surgery. It's so good seeing him pottering about with his tail wagging again.

And the fact that they invariably abandon all their friends who don't have kids and socialise only with other mothers, and talk only about their kids. Groups with more than two pushchairs should be banned from shops and high streets, fucking getting in my way.

I can't stand that. I actually know a couple of girls who have their kid's name as their middle name. Pam 'Lilysmummy' Smith and so on. I don't know whether to berate them for doing it in the first place or for missing the apostrophe.

I used to really like him about 6 years ago. He had a sort of intensity that I liked, plus I liked the whole strong-style thing a lot more back then. But since then, every time I watch him (admittedly not often), there's a bunch of stuff in there that's either ridiculously dangerous, or just has no logic to it whatsoever. It's almost as if he's watched Taker's mania matches and thought 'well, people like big signature moves leading to near falls, so I'll do that'. All the time. For the entire duration of every match.

Plus, as Butch says, the pretend retirements and apparent belief that what he's doing is more 'real' than anyone else is bloody annoying. He used to come off like he was really driven, but lately it's like he thinks his way is the best and he's a cut above everyone else.

Fair play that he at least checked on London straight away, but to then be shaking his head about the place was bloody stupid.

My mate from Indiana posted this the other day. He's the cameraman that gets bashed. He said the player was really nice and asked him a couple of times if he was ok, a rarity apparently.

Having watched it on youtube a couple of times as well as that gif, it doesn't look like he slides off his chest, it looks like he lands square on his head.