Ok here it is - this blog is now officially dead. Gone. Buried.
Good news though - I've grown up and have a new blog over at www.tomwade.wordpress.com - hurrah! I'll be blogging daily - go there now.
Also I'm now on twitter:
http://twitter.com/tdogwade
See you on the new blog...
After a break - maybe the blog is ready to come back...
Maybe
I'm not sure
I don't want to end up thinking I'm more important than I am...
So here it is folks. After humble beginnings back on Monday October 31st 2005 - it is time for this blog to go into retirement. I've had lots of fun writing various useless blogs and pretending that I was someone of importance every now and then. But now due to various reasons I no longer have the motivation or time to keep this blog going as I would like.
I'm now lucky enough to be writing for Youthwork magazine and Christianity magazine - so if you do ever have withdrawal symptoms you can head over there (I'm talking to you Mother)
But in good news I am able to tell you about the exciting new Podcast that Youthwork magazine have just launched. Head over here
to have a listen - and while your at it, load up itunes and subscribe to our podcast feed. Its absolutely free - and I think - rather fun. Just search for 'Youthwork' and you'll find us at the top of the list.
So it's goodbye for now. Maybe one day this blog shall rise again. And maybe one day I'll sound less pretentious...
"The next time you feel like God can never use you, just remember... Noah was a drunk, Abraham was too old, Isaac was a daydreamer, Jacob was a liar, Leah was ugly, Joseph was abused, Moses had a stuttering problem, Gideon was afraid, Samson had long hair and was a womaniser, Rahab was a prostitute, Jeremiah and Timothy were too young, David had an affair and was a murderer, Elijah was suicidal, Isaiah preached naked, Jonah ran from God, Naomi was a widow, Job went bankrupt, Peter denied Christ, The Disciples fell asleep while praying, Martha worried about everything, The Samaritan woman was divorced, more than once, Zaccheus was too small, Paul was too religious, Timothy had an ulcer, AND Lazarus was dead! no more excuses now."
Source unknown
Damn you Jason Bourne and your quick cut, well choreographed action sequences. You've made every roof top chase sequence look like its just trying to copy you. Which the latest Bond does - even more so than Casino Royale...
Which in that case wasn't such a bad thing. It looked great and the action was the adrenaline injection the ailing franchise needed. The public loved Bond again - and they especially loved Daniel Craig.
So here comes the tricky second outing for our beloved Bond. Anyone remember Tomorrow Never Dies? The man with the golden gun - pants, License to kill - finished off Dalton, From Russia with love - actually pretty good. Ok. So there goes that particular theory.
Anyhow - this has been my most anticipated film for a long time and I've been giddy all week with excitement.
If you liked Casino Royale you'll probably like Quantum of Solace - if you haven't seen the former then you probably should do as Solace takes place about an hour after Royale finished.
I would tell you about the plot but its not really important - Bond travels around the world, usually running on rooftops and driving nicely incorporated product placement cars, smashing them up and smashing up other people. On his trip he meets up with George Lucas at one point, kills some more people, visit a production of Tosca, wreck a hotel and look all bitter and sexily beaten up.
Unfortunately the plot isn't that coherent and the action scenes on occasion look like they have been lifted completely from the Bourne trilogy. With a rooftop chase and motor bike scenes - plus a snow covered Russia all looking like for like with Bourne.
Which leaves us with the interesting question - Bourne v Bond. Whose the winner?
Quantum of Solace (out of 5) ***
Cast includes George Lucas:
And Jools Holland:
Quick recap of my life right now:
I've started to run at Kings Cross when I'm the other side of the barriers. Even though I know my train doesn't leave till quarter to 6 each day, I've started to run just to see if other people think I'm running for a train and join in.
I take childish joy in seeing worried faces cast in my direction and people's walks turn quickly in a light jog, and for some - into full blown sprints. To date my grand total is getting 12 people running alongside me.
I have to scarper quick when I get to the platform and disappear in the public mass, it turns out some people don't find this so funny.
In other train commute related news - the underground is quickly turning me into a hater of the British public. Some mornings as the Metro page is turned (by the man next to me who squahed on at the last minute flattening an old lady in the process) into my face, I want to snap and rub newspaper print all over his face. Unfortunately the ink no longer comes off on our fingers. Curses!
Another thing - I fell asleep on the train the other day and to my horror found myself jolting awake as I fell into the lap of the disapproving lady opposite me. She didn't even ask for my number.
I'm seeing a horrificly small amount of films at the moment - but hopefully this will change soon. I'm also hopelessly overexcited about Bond on Friday. Speaking of secret agents - Spooks is back on TV, and with it my urge to be a secret agent. Its still brilliant.
Finally - Bioshock on the PS3 - pretty amazing. Matt Adcock you are my hero.
Thanks to the wonderful people at schoolswork.co.uk and their podcast - I visited www.nailscars.com a cool alternative worship site. On it there is a great reflection which I think is awesome...
And here it is in full:
I Don’t Understand God Sometimes
I don’t understand God sometimes
In fact he almost fools me
Confuses me
Fakes me
Freaks me
Turns me around to the point where
I have no clue which way is up
I don’t understand God sometimes
I don’t get why babies die
From lack of love
And people die
from lack of rain
or from too much of it
I don’t understand why pastors get sick
Or parents die in plane crashes
Or why I can’t seem to beat the pretzel level on Mrs. PacMan
God, I just don’t understand you sometimes
But then there are the quiet times
When rain sings on old leaves
Or geese paint v’s across the clouds
Or the night sky comes out dressed in stars
And I hear you whispering softly to me
I don’t understand you sometimes God,
But there are the happy times,
The worship times,
When you are closer to me than even I am to me
And I hear your voice mingled with mine
When I see worship-joy in student eyes
And I hear truth-words fall from young mouths
I don’t understand you sometimes God,
But then there are the hard times
When it seems like all the world has run away
Or it all is chasing me
Times when the ones that said that they
Liked me
Loved me
Cared for me
Hurt me
And tore open my heart
And I was left feeling lost
And exposed
And most especially
Alone
Until I felt your presence with me
Beside me
Comforting me
Completing me
And I don’t understand you God,
But I know you were there.
I don’t understand you God,
Your ways are not my ways
But I don’t have to understand you to know
that you are God
And I am loved
And that’s enough
2 videos today that I guarantee will make you laugh and chortle. Plus one has Nathan Fillion in it so its definitely an instant classic...
For the second - more important video - click here now!
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