After a long break, I decided to look for new Cyanide and Happiness cartoons on explosm.net, and found some that made me howl! Here are a few…
Wiggy would like to come forward and scotch any rumours that may have been started by certain people.
I categorically deny the use of any sort of “gear” within my training routine 
It’s pure sweat, and protein shakes baby 
It helps when you’ve got someone helping you on your way like my mate Mr Motivator (see below) hahaha!
He has been a big influence on my lifestyle on the whole! Being my fitness instructor, personal stylist/shopper and nutritionist (altho I dont pay much attention to that part ) In fact we were reminiscing only last night, at when I first joined the gym about 6 months ago, and I had stick thin arms, and struggled to lift anything! 
Anyway… I have not, and will not touch steroids in my aim to reach my goals (which I aint even set yet 
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Well lets start with something I forgot to mention I did on thursday…
Thursday morning I was trying to be clever on the blog, and ended up locking myself out! I did that good a job of fucking it up that I’d blocked all of admin! Not even DJB who was helping me try and sort it out could log in and change anything. After a bit of a think, I realised that I’d got this plugin called Bad Behavior installed, and it had blocked me Pretty clever little plugin haha! I decided to delete the plugin through my ftp software, and low-and-behold I could get access again! So I learnt not to try and be clever cos it dont suit me
Now the update…
Friday morning was quite busy to be honest, cos I was trying to get a mass mailout ready to go, and we had to change the franking machine over once we had emptied the coffers on the old one, so me and Dee set about doing that. Bought myself 2 more domains names chuffknows.co.uk and also wiggysworld.co.uk hehe! I need to stop talking to Rob! He’s a bad influence on me. Left work about 11:45 with Zoe running about trying to find files for certain customers, which she didnt actually need in the end *rollseyes*
First of all Happy Birthday to an old friend… literally an OLD friend Happy 29th Birthday Emma Derner 
OK It may be 28th, but you’ll always be more senior than me ha ha ha. Hope you have a good one
Last night was a chilling one. Went on Forza 2 for a bit, had some chinese, and had a good chat with a few people on msn, including Jeff.. a.k.a Rob Butterworth. He was going on about his iphone in the pub on friday, and how it’s got all this alien technology, and its brilliant and all that, yet it’s the size of a dustbin lid. Also it aint got bluetooth sharing on it! You can have bluetooth headsets, but cant send files *rollseyes* Bloody Aliens… Cant get anything right!
An extract from Rob’s blog that made me chuckle….
My iTrip is working again, it’s been a bit tempermental because of the plastic Belkin case for my iPhone. I’m going to order a nice leather one from Proporta along with a Screen protector. I just need something to protect it when it’s in my bag. Fingerprint smears are starting to make me feel like shooting up a shopping center, I mean - finger prints on your iphone are more severe than getting fired but yanks feel the need it seems.
Had a nice chat with Emzi who I aint spoken to in a while, and we had a bit of a catch up! I must get myself over to Newark before Christmas and meet up for a drink with her and Hayley. After that I went to bed shattered. Wednesday night Bagi sent me a text saying “WAKE UP dude” which did the trick, and I couldnt really get back to sleep after that, so thanks Bagi! I knew he’s a one-trick poney, and so turned my phone offline over night, and when I turned it on this morning…. 3 text messages. 2 from Maddsy quoting crap from Borat! Never seen the film, and aint gonna make the effort to go out my way and watch it. And one from Bagi at 6 this morning saying… Yeah you guessed it “WAKE UP dude” *rollseyes*
Today is the day I go for some repair work on the old teeth, and not looking forward to it! Gotta have one out, and 2 fillings
Here are some phrases urban dictionary are thinking about including in a book they are releasing:
From my kind friend Rob Butterworth over at www.alien-technology.co.uk
I’m defo a pac-manner, multislacker and but dont tend to be an email bankrupter
Read this on the BBC website LINK and agree with most of it in principle. Maybe he’s gone a bit over the top with the whole “Shearer” thing :lol: Why would he settle for Ant n Dec! ha ha. As I have said before… I would love it if Newcastle won every game 4-3, but i’d also settle for the times when we scrape out a 1-0 win, and play similar to the way they did last night! Hustling opposition players into making mistakes. The toon legend Peter Beardsley said last night that opinion seemed to be divided almost 50/50 as to what the fans would like to see. Open games where we lose 4-3, but play the sort of cavalier football that we became most famous for under King Kev, or grind out results the same way that Big Sam became famous for with his Bolton team. A physical team, that are comfortable on the ball, and willing to bleed for the team. I’ll just settle for a Newcastle United that play nice attacking football, but are solid at the back. Lets call it a combination of the two styles of play :lol: Like I said in an earlier post, lets hope over these next 4 games, we can get behind Big Sam and the team, and turn St James’s Park back into the fortress it once was, where the fans will not only be a 12th man, but a 13th too
The managerial merry-go-round seems worse than ever.
Geordie friends have been joking darkly about the ‘last roll of the Allardyce’ and calling a Sambulance to take him away.
The only medical attention the big man will need is the surgical removal of a job lot of Wrigley’s Spearmint gum. What a masticator he is. They say he’s not a good manager but then how does he manage to chew all that, eh?
Me and Big Sam have a lot in common. We’re big and ugly and we like our players to keep it simple.
Many’s the time the Blue Bell first XI have begged me to let them play football on the grass. The fact is our playing surface makes Wembley look like Centre Court. It’s got more bobbles on it than one of me Nan’s cardies.
I tell ‘em: “Just get it forward and we’ll start playing up their end.”
The Toon Army are not happy with this rustic approach, asking for something a bit more sophisticated, like.
Of course Tynesiders are very sophisticated fellas. Your average fans at St James’s spend the half-time interval discussing Wittgenstein over a bottle of Merlot and some artisan foccacia.
Joey Barton has called the Magpie crowd ‘vicious’, which is laughable. I’d like to know what Joey’s definition of vicious is. Perhaps Ousmane Dabo has a definition too.
If the team churns out abject performances like the ones chucked up against Liverpool and Pompey, you’d have to be an imbecile not to expect some angry supporters.
Mr Ashley aside, the Toon Army go and watch people on vastly superior wages to themselves and for too long too many of them have not been earning it.
It all starts with results of course - and 1-1 against the Arse is not a bad start. It was great that the Evening Chronicle encouraged the fans to get behind the team on Wednesday night. They were rewarded with a bit of oomph for a change.But when Barton or some other overpaid dimwit starts slagging the fans for getting hacked off then you have to wonder what these players are on. It’s not up to the Gallowgate to make the players do better.
To his credit, Allardyce has not tried spreading the blame around the terraces. The team have been crap against Pompey and Liverpool especially. But the man’s been there for how long? Four months? It’s not like they’re rock-bottom.
There are a few football clubs whose fans seem to exist in a bubble of total self-delusion: Newcastle, Spurs, Villa - your supporters still dwell in some romantic never-never-land where Jackie Milburn, Danny Blanchflower and Dennis Mortimer never got any older and are still just waiting for a first-team call-up even today.
Then there’s the clubs whose fans are realists/miserabilists: Man City, Everton, Boro. We’re just happy to be competing.
Newcastle aren’t very good. Allardyce has as good a chance as any - and certainly a better chance than the scowling Sourness or the droning Roeder - of getting the team winning summat.
If not him, then who? Shearer continues to be an obvious candidate but how can they afford him? Not the wages so much as the celebration.
They’ll fly him in dangling from a black and white helicopter, pump dry ice into the Gallowgate end and every step on the terrace will light up beneath his feet as he puts his foot down, like Michael Jackson doing Billie Jean.
Small children with gather in heavenly choruses on the pitch and coo “There’s no one quite like Shearer!” with Ant ‘n’ Dec and Bryan Ferry accompanying.
Tony Blair’ll embrace him like a brother. And finally a giant hand will pass through the grey murk of the Tyneside sky and gently place his index finger on Sir Alan’s forehead, officially anointing him “The Geordie Saviour, like”.
My advice would be to stick with Sam. There are too many glowering chairmen sitting on managers’ chests like some monstrous millionaire demons. They need to get out of the bleeding way for a while and let the managers manage.
Wiggy | 
12 13th, 2007| 
