After an hour’s play we we are asked to decorate our pod… oh dear, we made a bit of a mess, maybe one too many donkey tails? The eyeballs on springs really pull the room together though.
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OMG IT’S LBP
After hitting up various dark web alleys, we’ve managed to get our grubby mitts on a beta code for LittleBigPlanet. Oh well, sleep is over rated anyway.
Retro Geek Chique
A couple of weeks we visited Bletchley Park, home of the Code Breakers, some serious old skool L337 R0><0R H4><0RZ ftw. Here we saw many old computers, one of which had a copy of the Last Ninja 2 stuffed underneath.
An (actually quite small by our standards) collection of photos awaits your gaze here
Should Boob Beard?
So… The Boob grew a hot and sexy beard while we were away in the States, which he then cruelly stole away from us with a few swipes of a razor. His reasoning for this was some crap about it being uncomfortable or some shit, which of course is a small price to pay for looking hotter than a mince pie fresh from the microwave on boxing day. Now he doesn’t seem to believe me that the hotness is worth the discomfort so he needs your help. That’s right folks, you can play a part in shaping the Boob, for behold; I have prepared a simple online petition for you to express your opinion on this burning issue (of course with it being a petition and not a vote you can only record a pro-beard comment, but hey ho, that’s the right choice anyway). So for the love of Boob and all that is holy, SIGN THE PETITION (please).
Flippers @ Home
So, Hallybones got an invite to the Playstation Home Beta and we didn’t. He sent us a video of him enjoying his empty Home Apartment. It was late, we were tired and very jet lagged (we’re back in the UK now), so I built a quick Snorri Cam out of a boom mike pole, a big hook I found in the garden and some wire, and attached my mobile phone to it. We then made this film to send him of us enjoying our Home. I know, like I say, we were tired.
Beach Cops
So we rented some Segways on Santa Monica beach, yeah we looked pretty sweet.
and… relax
We’ve made it to Los Angeles! Here’s Boob relaxing with a decent cuppa rosie in our frightfully swanky hotel in Santa Monica (ok it’s a glass, out hotel didn’t supply us with any mugs, and we had to buy a kettle in an outlet mall). The plan was to get here and relax for a week before we fly home. Of course relaxing is something we don’t do very well. So far we’ve managed to cram in a whirl wind visit to Universal Studios, and a marathon 16 hours adventure around Disney Land. I love Disney Land, where else can you see a mouse spray 12 feet of fire from each hand, then take down a 60 foot dragon with all the fire and the burninating? Tomorrow we hit 6 Flags. There’s a good chance it will kill us, but that’s all part of the game.
Playtime
After driving through 17 states, and interviewing 15 people, it was time to let off some steam. And how better to do that than spend a few nights in Las Vegas and firing off 5 different types of machine gun? We also saw a comedy pet show featuring a dog that sits on a 10 foot high platform being balanced on a man’s head while catching balls being thrown to him from the man… it went on from there, it was of course a mind expanding experience.
Salvation!
Meet Leonard Knight. He’s the proud creator of Salvation Mountain; just outside Niland, California. A hard man to tie down as he lives in the foothills of his hand made mountain with no phone. Leonard was no-where to be seen when we arrived in the 116 degrees heat, so we poked around for a bit taking several hundred photos and tons of b-roll footage. Just as we were about to head back into Niland to find the guy, a car covered in paint and putty pulled up. Out leapt a very excited and joyous 87 year old Leonard. We spoke with him for some time about his faith and how he built his 50 foot high message from god. A truly inspiring man, and a pleasure to meet him. We picked up a few buckets of paint and putty for him em route in Yuma, which he seemed to love.
The Thing?
Yesterday we witnessed ‘The Thing?’ just ouside of Pheonix, we can’t tell you exactly what it is, because that would make it a something rather than a thing. We met up with a guy called Jerry Bone who runs the place wearing a white cowboy hat (which is rock solid and apparently how “decent sixty dollar” hats are supposed to be, unlike my $2.99 floppy straw version I got from a gas station) and loves to entertain people with all the curiosities and mysteries that lay behnd the ominous door in the back of the gift shop. Jerry took us on a tour past giant dead spiders, old tractors, Hitler’s car, model Indians and then finally to the chest that contains the final resting place of… dun dun DUN… The Thing? (the question mark is very important).