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Peter Spencer
Born and Bred in Blighty
Dragged over to the US by my American Wife, Ashley
Currently residing in Baton Rouge, Louisiana with the In-Laws, Joe and Dianne
A hard working (or should that be hardly working) mechendiser for 7up
Pretend to play guitar, and love music




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In Which I Watch 28 Days Later And Get Creeped Out / Sunday, October 31, 2004


It's a very good movie. Well I enjoyed it at any rate. Oh, I suppose I'd better link to the website so you can see what it's about. Here you go... It's just about some virus that turns people into zombies and a couple of people left alive. Not your usual zombies walking round moaning all the time, these guys are quick!

Apart from that, I've had the squits all day (I'm sure you all are glad to hear about that!) and I applied for a job at Home Depot and they're supposed to pay alright (well just having a job that pays something would be good!) Anyhow, it's late and I have to find something non-scary to watch before I go to sleep tonight, so I can forget about all those scary zombies!



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In Which I do Some Catching Up / Saturday, October 30, 2004


Hey folks, not much going on over here. I've got kind of addicted to Insaniquairium (you have to register before you can play it). I also really really want a PS2 so I can play Tony Hawks Underground 2 and GTA: San Andreas, but Ash won't let me get one even if we could afford one :-(

I went to look at cars the other day, Ash and I have decided to trade in the Truck and get two second hand cars instead. I test drove a Nissan Altima (2004 model - I guess it's a little different) it's a very nice car, it's just a little out of our price range ( about two times too much!) so we won't be getting it. It was nice to dream for a while though...

I'm going to be looking for another job. Not only am I not making any money, I'm if fact loosing money and almost every day I come home about ready to cry. I can't take it anymore. I need a job with a salary. I'm actually going to get a pay check on monday though (my second one since I've started working there) which will be nice.

I've recorded another song, it's pretty shitty, but what else is new? It's here if anyone can be bothered to listen to it. If you can make out the words, I'm sorry. If not just imagine it's about roses or something. I wrote it while I was waiting for another person to not turn up to an appointment they had set with me, after a whole day of not getting even into someones house, let alone giving a presentation (there has been far too many of those) I might as well be cold-calling, at least I'd actaully be expecting to get turned down.

LSU won last week, it was only just though, when it should have been an easy game. They're plaing tonight, in five minutes in fact, so I'd better be brief with the rest of this.

Ash thinks I have depression. I went to talk to Father Sheldon the other day and he thinks I have dpression too, and being as those are the only two people I've actually talked to about how I feel, I think I should go to a shrink and find out what he says.

Anyhow there's people here, the game is about to start, and other reasons that I can't really think of to be honest. Okay, I just didn't put the and in the right place andI couldn't be bothered to change it. Cheerio!



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Happy Birthday Bro! / Wednesday, October 27, 2004


Happy Birthday Dave!

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you,

Happy Birthday Dear Duuuuuuuude (guess who said that?),

Happy Birthday to you!



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In Which I Clear Something Up / Sunday, October 17, 2004


Dave hasn't got the job. This going out espscially to James Taylor, who is his would be boss. I've got a paincy brother who thinks I've messed up the chance of him getting this job. He's had three interviews, and he's got two more to go. Also he's not dating Cheryl. That should clear a few things up.



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It was only one though, and it has been pretty much a whole week. I could do with another one right now though... Argh! It's hard work this quitting thing!

Anyhow, that was about it really. I sold a policy yesterday, $816 ALP, which means about $300 for me in my next paycheck. It's about time! I've got a couple more sales on the way as well, I've just got to find the time to get to the people who want to buy!

I think I've got another website for you.... Oh here it is. Linda sent me this one.

The Whitehouse

Oh, if you want you name mentioned on the website, there's at least three ways to do it: First annoy me, second do something worth mentioning and tell me about it, third send me a website that's funny/interesting I can link to here. Just think, tens of people (well maybe just ten people) will see your name! It's like being famous! Apart from a lot less so!

That reminds me, I should mention Daves name, because he falls into category one and two. First he's got a new job! Congratulations Dave! I hear it's going well. Second category is that he didn't tell me. Pretty major change. You'd expect a brother to inform his other brother if he's just taken a majorly drastic career change.... He would've definately told me if I was there. It's just as well he's got a bird on the go (possibly? Who knows what's going on? He doesn't tell me!) that's a friend of Ash's, I get some of the news (albeit third hand) that way. Still it doesn't really matter how I found out, the good thing is that he got it. I wish you all the best Dave, I'm sure it'll be a great job for you.



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In Which I Watch Sean Of The Dead / Friday, October 15, 2004


It's excellent, very funny. Now I just have to wait for Spaced to come out over here and I'll be a happy bloke. I got the address wrong on the last post by the way, it should be http://www.geocities.com/affekopf10

I hope that sorts your confusion out! Boy! Do I feel stupid! Missing out the 10. All of you going "Well no wonder noone has signed his guestbook, there's no website there, let alone guestbook!" There's me, sitting in the corner looking like a dumba**e! Oh, I'd better edit that actually, I don't want any delicate little kiddies to know what I'm saying... There we go, that's better right?



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I've uploaded them, there's another page now. Can some one please sign the guestbook? I realise most people haven't even bothered going there more than once... Not a terribly good sign towards my songwriting skills*Ahem* Anyhow, it's all there, you have to go to page two to get to page three, and the songs are there even if the pictures aren't. That address is:

http://www.geocities.com/affekopf

The same as it is just down there on the left (if you're reading this on my blog)

Oh, and before you tell me, I already know I can't sing...



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In Which I Do A Quickie, Been As It's Late 'n' All / Thursday, October 14, 2004


Ash had a phone interview for a job as a registrar (not the same as an English registrar. I'm sure Ash has put some details about it in her blog) at Radford University in Virginia. Yes, it's Bradford without the B, I chuckled about that one as well. As far as the rest of the day goes, I've spent it all doing a bit of work and recording a song. I took Ash out for lunch and we were going to go and see Sean Of The Dead tonight, but Ash wasn't feeling too well so I cooked her dinner instead. It's alright though because I got to finish my song instead. I'll put it on my Affekopf website when I get round to it. Anyhow that's about it really, I'm tired and it's already past my bedtime. Here's some links I found.

Some dude doing some crazy jumps

and the "extreme sport" that he's doing is called Le Parkour those crazy French guys, what'll they think of next?!



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In Which Everything Is Really The Same And There's Nothing Much To Write About Really To Be Honest. I'm Going To Write Some Stuff Anyhow Though. / Tuesday, October 12, 2004


Well Not much happened today, I slept, sorted out some socks and went to work. That's about it really. Out of six appointments only one of them was actually there. What am I supposed to do? I don't know. Today was my first day without cigarettes since I got here, so I'm a little shakey and a lot crabby, so don't pee me off! Grrr!

Oh, I was listening to The Kinks today. It reminds me of that argument about the song by them called Plastic Man, which really does exist because I was listening to it today. Just in case you don't want to take my word for it, here's the lyrics:

Plastic Man

Written by: R. D. Davies
Published by: Davray Music/Carlin Music Corp.

A man lives at the corner of the street,
And his neighbors think he's helpful and he's sweet,
'Cause he never swears and he always shakes you by the hand,
But no one knows he really is a plastic man.

He's got plastic heart, plastic teeth and toes, (Yeah, he's plastic man)
He's got plastic knees and a perfect plastic nose. (Yeah, he's plastic man)
He's got plastic lips that hide his plastic teeth and gums,
And plastic legs that reach up to his plastic bum. (Plastic bum)

Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man don't feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He can't disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).

He's got plastic flowers growing up the walls,
He eats plastic food with a plastic knife and fork,
He likes plastic cups and saucers 'cause they never break,
And he likes to lick his gravy off a plastic plate.

Plastic man got no brain,
Plastic man don't feel no pain,
Plastic people look the same,
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Kick his shin or tread on his face,
Pull his nose all over the place,
He can't disfigure, or disgrace,
Plastic man (plastic man).

He's got a plastic wife who wears a plastic mac, (Yeah, he's plastic man)
And his children wanna be plastic like their dad, (Yeah, he's plastic man)
He's got a phony smile that makes you think he understands,
But no one ever gets the truth from plastic man (plastic man)
Plastic man (plastic man).

Funny song eh? That Ray Davies can write a tune or two! He also wrote Apeman, Artificial Man, Do You Wish To Be A Man, Elevator Man, Mr. Big Man, Session Man, Tin Soldier Man, 20th century Man, and A Well Respected Man. But that's besides the point. The point is that The Kinks did a song called Plastic Man.

Oh, and while I'm proving myself correct about completely irrelevant arguments, Spiderman (Tobey Maguire) was also in The Ice Storm, playing the part of Paul Hood. It wasn't whatshisfacefromLordOfTheRingsyouknowtheonethatLindafancies. So there! Make sure Gordon sees that! Oh, you don't believe me? Well do you believe the Internet Movie Database? Hah! So there!

Well now I've set the record straight on a few things, I'm signing off, because I really can't think of anything else to write about. Oh, I've still got links for ya.... Here's another couple:

Good beer 1 and Good Beer 2



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In Which You Can Go and Look at My Photo Album / Monday, October 11, 2004


Here's what you do: Go to Snapfish and sign in as blog.bods@gmail.com. The password is reading. There's photos of the holiday, some of mardi gras and general other stuff. There's also a picture of our group on tour at the Jack Daniels distillery right here the bloke crouching infront of me and Ash is the tour guide. A real "hayseed" (I'm learning new words everyday! It means inbred country-type)I'm feeling much better now. Ash just told me that possum, raccoon and bobcat season has opened up in Mississippi. I don't know if she want's us to go and bag us a few of them thar critters or whut...

Ain't really been up to much. Recorded a song. How do I learn to sing? It's a toughie. I mean, I sound alright to me, but then once I play it all back I'm suddenly singing like a walrus. I dunno, whatever. I guess it adds character! I also found some songs on a minidisc - including the Kazoo
Funk! I'll put them on the Affekopf site when I get a chance. It's late now though so I'm going to bed.

I still have some funny links to show you, here's another one, courtesy of Dave (my bro)

Dispair, inc.



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in Which I'm Feeling Under The Weather / Saturday, October 09, 2004


Not feeling too hot at the moment (or actually feeling hot all the time!) some kind of cold/flu thing is being really nasty to me. I didn't work yesterday,but I'm working today, although I'm still feeling very bad. I'll just keep on soldiering on through the whole thing I guess. I'm going back to bed now, this is hurting too much. I really only wrote this so I could put the ill face in the "How I'm feeling" bit. I got some really cool sites I can send you to. I'll do them one at a time. Here's the first:

The Framley Examiner



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In Which I Finally Write Something / Tuesday, October 05, 2004


Okay, okay... It's been a while. I've been busy so stop fussing already (or maybe you never even noticed...) Everyone came and had fun, even though Florida wasn't there. Talk about last minute organization coming off without a hitch! The only problem is that I drove a lot more than I was planning on, although not as much as I was expecting (post - hurricane. I'd have had to drive to Fort Walton to pick everyone up and bring them back, but everyone managed to change their flights to New Orleans) There's some photos on snapfish you can go and have a look at if you click here

Well you know what we've all been up to, and If you want to do it (again) in a couple of years (well.. Maybe not the same thing, I have a few new ideas about what to do, but you'll have to wait a while before I've actually worked it all out.) tell me and I'll sort it out. Tim had a great idea about setting up an account for everyone to put some money in each month (I was thinking 30 quid a month, a pound a day ain't that much for a super-wicked-fun holiday!) It would make it easier for me and you, all you'd have to do is get to the airport on time, and I would have like a proper budget to work out food and accommodation and activities and stuff, so it could be a proper holiday rather than the confusing (but fun) rush that we had this time. Also maybe we wouldn't have to drive for 13 hours straight to get to wherever we want to go.

As far as my life is going, it's going alright. I've got a bit of a cold right now, but nothing too bad. Our band leader at church has decided to quit, so that's all a bit up in the air. Apart from that, everything is good! Nothing else to say really. I managed to spend most of yesterday sleeping (these holidays are very tiring you know!) so now I'm fighting fit and waiting on a fax to send me off to make my millions selling lots of insurance. I've got some house work to catch up on so I've gotta go.

If you are interested in having lots of fun in the states in a couple of years email me and let me know. Just so I can get an idea of numbers and so I can set up the bank account (anyone know how to do that already? It's not a problem for me to find out, but this is one of the ways to do it!)



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