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House Party 101

kingmug — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 19:16:25 +0000

Sorry I missed your party is generally more of a source of lulz for us here at Irregular towers, but this post has been sat in my ‘blog this’ pile for a while. That’s how you throw a house party (nb: we give this advice not because it is new to us, but as part of our public information series)

Feed them to the pigs, Erol

vvv1979 — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 22:04:55 +0000

Oi London – meet a galaxy far far away……….nutters, from Parkhurst, in yeti suits, up Everest, will be read to chop your fackin’ legs off………

Pac-manhattan

chairmanmeow — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 10:43:07 +0000

It’s been a little while since we gave our friends over at Iloverubbish.com some props, but props they deserve frequently and by the bucketload.

This time it’s for pointing us in the direction of this; Pac-manhattan. The premise is a real-life version of Pac-man…people running the streets of NYC trying to avoid ghosts and collect those tasty dots… all tracked via the internet and broadcast…win. This dates all the way back to 2004, surely time for Pac-man: London to be rolled out..who’s interested?!

You can buy these coasters at Geekalerts.com

What your office equipments does at night…..

vvv1979 — Mon, 04 May 2009 09:20:48 +0000

Simply wonderful if your a retro-technology freak like most of us at Irregular HQ – thanks to Analog Suicide.

Guilty Pleasure

vvv1979 — Mon, 20 Apr 2009 21:09:37 +0000

It’s not cool, it’s not scene, but it is undoubtedly heard. I can’t get this outta my mind; this summer’s guilty pleasure track is unleashed. Oh dear, oh joy! Awesome video lulz, you agree, ney?

Best Gumtree ad ever?

chairmanmeow — Sun, 29 Mar 2009 21:37:18 +0000

Intellectual Nemesis Wanted

HOWTO: Skanking

admin — Sun, 22 Feb 2009 20:38:06 +0000

Valentine’s Day Massacre

chairmanmeow — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 23:49:34 +0000

Well it’s that time again. On Saturday, hoards of couples will be sitting in overpriced Italian restaurants being upsold on wine, roses and aging violinists as the waiting staff take full advantage of the fact that they know the diners are captive prey, snared by the societal pressure to monetarise our feelings. Other couples will be sitting in their flats, having had their yearly argument caused by their differing interpretations of “let’s not do anything” against a backdrop of cooling pizza and ‘Old School’ on DVD playing in silence in the background.

Whilst those of a singleton bent will go one of two ways. Some will throw themselves with gusto into a night out with other partnerly-challenged friends, bemoaning the opposite sex for the first couple of drinks, pining for lost loves for the next couple and hooking up with a chubby, criminally dressed girl in the later part of the evening. The others will cook themselves a romantic dinner for one and put on a mildly amusing movie to mask their overpowering existential dread whilst also making a militant list of steps they are going to take to ensure they aren’t sitting eating Moussaka alone again this time next year.

I hear that there are couples and singletons alike who actually enjoy Valentine’s Day, although I’m yet to see quantitative or qualitative evidence to support this.

Don’t worry though, we’re here to help. Firstly by pointing you in the direction of where to spend your Anti-Valentine’s Day. My Ex Boyfriend’s Records are hosting a night at the scenester clusterfuck known as the Old Blue Last on Saturday, which should provide tunes good enough to make you forget about John from Accounts, the lying shit.

Secondly, if like me, in the words of Final Fantasy, you could fill up a lake with all the things you didn’t say, wait no longer. I found the following video on Youtube, which in a DIY, cutesy way I think is pretty cool. Also, the English chick’s voice over adds to the allure (I wonder what she’s doing on Saturday?). Just hook up the link, send it to the hoards of people you have been e-stalking for the last year and watch the offers of torrid, unspeakably filthy love affairs roll in…

Finally, picture the scene…you have, in some ‘black swan’-esque fluke of probability, convinced your date to come back to your place on Saturday…you’ve stolen the dregs of your housemate’s Cava that’s been in the fridge since your NYE houseparty…conversation is still flowing and you move to your hastily tidied room…but what’s this…no suitable music…you didn’t quite get round to the ‘it’s business time’ playlist…well help it as hand…

Ante Up…

chairmanmeow — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 14:40:37 +0000

If you’re been wondering what happened to Bert & Ernie since Sesame Street, they’ve clearly been keeping it gangsta. As the lyrics goes; “I’m nine hundred, ninety nine thou short of a mill…”

Who’s Jack?

chairmanmeow — Fri, 09 Jan 2009 19:39:21 +0000

Is a wanky free magazine, one which has given me big lulz with this insight after a short diatribe about NY resolutions and shit companies/brands going bust;

“We would also like to call an end to just plain stupid fashion pages”.

Click here and skip to page 2 & 3 (which precede said statement)…we agree wholeheartedly with your sentiments Jack.