Showing posts with label Jimmny Homunculus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jimmny Homunculus. Show all posts

Monday, September 29, 2008

Desktop Image clean out


I like taking pictures of my bookshelves when they are all sorted out and tidy and stuff, before they are all covered in crap, this is one such instance...


Longer posts probably tonight (note: actually thinking about it, I've been watching bbc4 shows on iplayer so probably not), but for now have to clean out the ole desktop to make way for loads of teaching stuff, teaching about 4 different modules this term so it's pretty manic with that and bar work (thanks to that lovely phrase 'month in arrears' can I teach everything a month late then?) and comedy. Couldn't part with some of this pics so I'm putting them up here.



A wee pic I did for Owen Bryant from the Rose, as a tribute to his hedonistic lifestyle, this is 'Fear and Loathing In Norwich'.



My favorite picture of all time ever...I mentioned this pic as some sort of proof I made some one laugh once, but in retrospect someone else could have made my wee sis laugh



Reasons I love this ph0t0: 1) me and caitrin 2) a stack of comics 3) some diet coke 4) lovely view of home.


An article I wrote once that is bit like this one...although

mine was about ten years earlier damn it...


My favorite bono slag, not as good as this obviously. From my attempt to do a competition entries here here and here



One my first stand up pics



An old Hansai comic I own, my only ever purchase from a Christian bookshop recently mentioned in this book.







I am a ball bag

Cartoon I did for a Dublin magazine called SixMag..I thought it was funny. Editor Gary Byrnes once said I was like a new Flann O'Brien, a compliment I will take tot he grave...




My Aplple Mac style cartoons, again I didn't persue this avenue like a fucking idiot. Who would have thought that the Internet would explode with this sort of guff.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Caddy Powers versus the World versus the Jimmny



Most memes are a pain in the hole, but comic geek-PhD student brother-in-arms Caddy Powers has been hosting a good one. In this five questions meme anyone who comments on this post will get five questions from yours truly and you answer them on your blog, and hilarity will ensue...maybe. If you don't have a blog, I dunno, I could come round your house and ask you questions and I'll photocopy your answers and post it in random peoples' letterboxes. Anyway, here's Caddy's questions, which thankfully for me and you hasn't investigated the underbelly of Jimmny's dark desires too much, although I have managed to jam them in there
anyway.

1: Name one film / TV show you should enjoy but do not
Man, I have loads of these, it's always more galling when something you love is shit, it's like a relationship gone sour. Of course X-Men III: The Last Stand , Superman Returns and Spider-Man 3 are prime offenders in these areas, but it's harsh to say I don't enjoy them, I'm still drawn in and on the verge of tears so they must work on some level. (I think sci-fi/superhero stuff is the melodrama of teenage boys, to paraphrase Tim Bisley, I cried like a child during Robocop 2 the bit the dad and picture). I think the biggest recent disappointment was Van Helsing. It should've been great and Stephen Sommers was on tv all the time going blah blah I love old Universal horrors and this is really a homage to those movies. If he loves these movies so much why make a film so shit no one will have the inclination to ever watch a Universal horror ever again. I love Universal horrors, they are partly the reason I got in to film studies, watching Frankenstein, Bride of Frankenstein and stuff like The Beast with Five Fingers (we all can relate to continually tussling with the beast with five fingers, it's a daily struggle).
Buffy's another blind spot and Lord of the Rings . I know this is heresy in some quarters, I know they're amazing and good and all the rest of it, but I just don't enjoy anything with a dwarf (well obviously there are exceptions) or and elf in it. See I grew up with Dungeons and Dragons (feck I've never heard of Tunnels and Trolls, I don't want to play that, sounds like my private life) but remember seeing this madness no wonder people of my age and inclination are a bit touched in the head hey conspiracy nerds getta load of this!. I know D&D was Tolkein-inspired but whenever I see a whispy asexual elf and a grumpy dwarf with a axe I just go, fuck this! where's the sexy robot ladies and apocalypse. The pressure on you to like it is so immense that it's very hard to enjoy them, I mean I like Robocop (as I may have mentioned) but I don't give fuck if you like it or not, I don't force people to watch it (well, maybe sometimes) but say you don't like Lord of the Rings and people look at ya like you just shot their dog.

2: As a man who has had some pretty shitty jobs, is there any job you would find too humiliating even if it meant complete financially solvency for the forseeable future?
God, I don't know, it's a tough question for an impoverished PhD, as you would know yourself. This is like that Twilight Zone episode the box isn't it. I remember while job hunting going into a recruitment agency that specialized in manual work and there was a really nice old guy who just looked at my cv and just went, look, mostly what I've got is bin collecting and stuff and you're
just not cut out for it, it was like a scene from some 1930s flick (in my mind) and I was there I could give it a go? and he's just there, look you could do better. So I almost could've been a bin man, I may have glamorised it in my mind a bit, like it would be similar to the end of Office Space or something.
3:Somehow you are tricked onto going on Big Brother, how long would you last in the house and what would be the reason for your eviction (or your lack of eviction if you think you would win)?
I suppose like all of us in dark moments (and most moments watching Big Brother are dark) we imagine what it would be like to be in the house and brush shoulders with today's intellectual heroes such as 'warehouse operative' Bubble, Darren and the Jungle Cats, and of course Jade, who should have 'Is Cambridge in London?' engraved on her tombstone. What drives me mad is when they start talking about movies and don't know anything, they say things like, 'there was that movie, it's old from the seventies, it has a shark in it, I don't know what it's called, he had these massive jaws, what was that film again? and the other person is there, going 'I dunno'. And someone else who knows fuck all chimes in with 'authority' and says something like 'Shark? 1970s? definitely The Exorcist' and they are ready to fight to the death for their unfounded beliefs and I'm there nearly having a heart attack watching this shit.
When H from Steps was trying desperately to bond with Shilpa Shetty, he was there pretending to have knowledge of Bollywood because he saw that 'Bollywood actor' in that film with Arnold
Schwarzenegger when he's a secret agent. I'm there shouting at the screen, you mean Art Malick, don't you, like Pakistani-born British actor Art Malick?: So H has seen an indian-looking(to him) actor and just assumed he was a Bollywood actor. Shetty's there like 'dude, I've never heard of him, he's not a Bollywood actor'.
Fuck, haven't answered the question, I just went into a bizarre Big Brother reverie, the reasons I would be evicted are: 1. correcting people's grammar, 2. Appearing that I am a know-it-all just becuase I now what films people are talking about by even the scantest description, like a while back someone was going on about seeing a Ben Stiller comedy about a house and she couldn't remember the name and I went, what? Duplex and she was OMG! how did you know that! (it's not rocket science, how many Ben Stiller comedy's recently involve him and a house?)
Anyway, that and chronic masturbation would probably get me the boot, or maybe ensure my survival in the house, the public would miss my wee scrunched face and constant gibbering
4: Which Irish politican do you think is most likely to be a supervillan? You must indicate the type of villain they are, powers (if any) and who their evil minions are?
Sean Lemass and Brian Lenihan looked a bit scary, they would have a sort of scary eye death ray thing, and obviously Dev's flirtation with Hitler (ideologically not romantically, ouff, what an image) put him up there as supervillain. Dev would have a magic Irish dancing ray, like if he even glimpsed at you, you would immediately have to rip your front door off its hinges and start Michael Flatleying * all over the place like a mad man. Thomas Bryne of course, but mostly in the way that the Juggernaut's a supervillain, blindly following orders. Haughey of course, he was a villain in our house because of the 48 percent tax teachers and nurses had to pay in the 1980s when he was off partying and riding Terry Prone,** it's almost a porn name ain't it, but for intellectual pornnoisseurs. Yeah Haughey did have a super power, didn't he, magically sucking money out of everyones bank accounts. He's in hell now, eating every single crappy meal we all had to eat the 1980s, that's it Charlie boy eat your boiled bacon and angel delight. Nearly forgot John "The Brute" Burton his super power is making Irish people weep incontrollably that our amazing nation ever had some sort of braindead seal in charge of it for any period of time, it's lucky he didn't sell us all to another country for slave labour or meat, by accident, or something....
5: Prisoner Question: If you were on the village, would you rather be Number 6 or Number 2?
Number 6, man, every time. My love of The Prisoner Runs Deep. way too deep. That and Batman: The Animated Series were my friends in secondary school (christ! didn't know my old
school had a wiki entry, apparently at my old school : "we seek to provide an environment where the Christian values of mutual respect, tolerance, care and justice are encouraged and nurtured", so where does me being called a poof every day for five years because I like comics fit into that?)
It was the ulitmate teenage show to get into, when you're 14/15 and seeing yourself as Number 6 stomping down a corridor to bang some tables and break some saucers Goddamnit! It's followed me my whole life. When I came to norwich first and lived in halls, I felt like I was in the village the uni security guards all drove round in wee vans and I used to get up and look out the window, and think to myself: this is it, isn't it! I'm in the fucking village I am the Prisoner. I have the Prisoner box set from an ex and it's the ultimate emotional conundrum, we had been going out for two years and it was my birthday and she was going, 'well I don't really know what you're into so I'll get you something in HMV tomorrow' and I'm there going, cool the Prisoner on DVD would be great, but then I thought wait a minute, you've been going out with me for two years and listening to my demented rants and gibbering and you still don't know what stuff I like? So in conclusion I have The Prisoner boxset but not a girlfriend, who wins? No.6 wins, every time baba baaaa baba *ching* baba baaaa.....Anyway, it was one of the moments where you realise this person knows nothing about you really and you're hanging around because you're gullible oaf.
*Jeez, sorry about the Michael Flatley link, if you don't follow it, this is what happens. There's a picture of Mickey Flats in mid air without his top on. The following credo appears: 'Follow your Dreams, because you wouldn't want it so bad it you couldn't have it' what the hell? is this a bizarre Irish dancing S&M porn site?
**UPDATE: jeez II, never get let the truth get in the way of a good wordplay gag as finger-on-the-Irish-politics pulse correspondant Karl has pointed out, Charlie Haughey of course was riding Terry Keane of hilariously named column 'The Keane Edge' not Irish pr Guru Terry Prone, you see the confusion, Irish female writers with double-meaning surnames. Haughey could have slept with both of course, who knows.

Thursday, May 17, 2007

A Jimmny Photographic Interlude.

Yep, the blog's been quiet of late, you've escaped from the madness, but the Jimmny's got yous in his demented sights for some weekend rants. Don't worry it's one of those there Airsoft rifles that shoots wee plastic balls, and if you ever get hit in the nuts with one, you'd have wee balls too. It was weird to have a go on one, I worked with a kitchen porter while at the monk who spent all his expendible income on night sight googles, sniper sights, camoflague etc.





Was great to see the auld Badbrute and Oldgrom, and the usual rants ensued along with much youtubing of the Walken and Tim and Eric variety. Also got in the my habitual 'bargain buckets' trip to Forbidden Planet and picked up some Girls, heh, obviously the comic rather actual variety and some Hero Squared.



In a crazy sort of action figure version of a suicide pact, yon BB agreed to open his Red Son action figure, if Oldgrom would open the Colonial Viper model I got him.


Meanwhile, mine now has monitor-top pride of place along with the spudtrooper and various Wolverines. Toyz and Games in Norwich are currently selling them two for one. They're from Joyride Studios, good review here, which basically recounts exactly what I did with mine. Plaid Stallions also had a good vintage Battlestar Galactica toy review recently.


Friday, April 20, 2007

A tubendium of Jimmnies


Why That's Delightful!: Graham Linehan's Hompendium of Dorithies is always a treat for great comedy clips and occasional analysis and thoughts on comedy writing and comics. Many dark Jimmny moments are instantly relived by a flick through the The Craggy Island Parish Magazine. I do love my comedy books*, but this is classic. See above, 'Edward Price' founder of the Christian Brothers falling off a horse after seeing "big diddies" written on a gable wall.

Apart from the content, I have been warming to the style of the livejournal stuff for putting up lost of small posts quite quickly. Being such a media monkey. the urge to just litter this blog with lots of demented clips and videos is hard to resist, and it's sometimes hard to get them in the right order to match up with posts. Plus, the take up valuable demented rant space. Hence I have created, because no on in particular asked for it:

Jimmny Homuncutube: funny things in wee boxes.

Previous Linehan lovefests here and here.

*HH has had to listen to my many many rants of old Comedy books, who remembers such 'classics' as 'Janet Lives with Mel and Griff', 'Lenny Henry's Well-hard paperback', 'Geoffrey the Tube Train and Fat Comedian', 'Spitting Images' and of course 'How to be Complete Bastard'?

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Get well soon Tom Tom Tomington

"Wearing his famed "Man of Ste" tunic young, Jimmny McHimmny meets Tom Moran at the famous "Roes TA B every" bar, fun times were had by all, they also "caught up" with people who do things in the Norfolk area"-EDP, (20.01.27)



"When Dr. Michael Caine was out caning it with lasses with guns during the filming of 'Bittman Begans', Mr. Tom Moran often stepped into the breach not only to act in the role of Alfrood Pennywidth but also to offer Chrastian Bile a.k.a Nightman IV some canapes, renamed on the set as......capes"-TV Quick (12.06.06)



Tom Moran, one of my friends and coworkers at the rose is sick at the moment with a dual operation, one bit involves his guts and another bit involves near his ball-ba-rigmusses, either way it's not pretty so I'm sending my love down the well to that tall funny fecker. He's got a comedy night: Laugh Out Loud and a indie/funk/neo soul band called The Scoundrels and has a comedy show on Livewire UEA radio station. Generally if confidence is "c" and that "c" is the confidence that myself and people I went to college with had, then "c-cubed" is what young Moran and the folks he deals with has. It's amazing to see them work at their media enterprises, and I'm slightly envious of them, but enjoy watching the madness from a distance all the same.

Anyway, he wrote a facebook note Musings from the mind of a recovering hernia patient which included a reference to me that I should put up on the blog as a sort of a blurb:

These notes are like internet blogs, and internet blogs are depressing and sad. There is only one person whose blogging I will accept and tolerate, and that is my friend and co-worker Lorcan McGraine, because he is Irish and studies superheroes, so he's allowed to be a bit quirky. Also, I think he may have a gun.

I don't have a gun, but in the words of the Look Around You series 2 commentary, when discussing Harry Enfield as Tchaikvosky's Ghost, if I did have a gun it would have 5 silver bullets and one gold bullet, all blank...