Wednesday, February 18, 2004

I'm alive!

Well the post-Brits (second class) party was quite fun. Saw Blue, Kelly B, some kids called Blazin' Squad (possibly the funniest thing i've ever seen - about 12 and couldn't stop moving, or is that movin'?), some DJ on Radio One, Norman Cook, some other people, and about 1000 tall blonde woman with large breasts. Indeed on the strength of it I came up with a theory, which is that brunettes are on average more attractive. Its simple really -- assuming an equal mix of attrative and less attractive women amongs blonds and brunettes, a certain proportion of the latter who aren't attrative die their hair blonde in an atttempt to be (particularly the type who go to post-Brits parties). Thus the proportions change*.

The biggest shock of the night was we had to pay for most of our drinks. In a competition! What if we'd come down from Glasgow for the night? Indeed I spoke at length to a man from a band called 'antihero' (who assured me they were on their way to being the next big thing -- you heard it here first!) that the promise of free booze was the only reason they went too. Anyway it was quite upsetting, and seeing the rich and talentless having to shell out upwards of 100 pounds for a bottle of Bolly made me realise that we really have to cut the rate of higher rate tax on the poor things.

* My (blonde) girlfriend forbid me to mention this theory, but given her hair colour I doubt she can read, so I'll risk it.