Mark Jackman's Blog, page 6

From Russia With Love?

I have nothing against the Russian Mafia.  I’ve always said that, and anyone who knows me will back me up.  I mean, they’ll back up my statement.  They won’t back me up in a neo-Nazi knifefight to the death.  I’m not saying that all the Russian Mafioso are neo-Nazis.  Shit.  Look, any organisation who fills every [...:]

No Air Guitar Allowed!

“No Air Guitar Allowed” is the hilarious book, by Steve Weinberger.  “No Air Guitar Allowed” takes you through your average rock concert and pokes fun at all of us, in a side-splitting way.  I had a chance to chat with Steve, enjoy!

MJ:  Hey Steve, great to have you here.  Why don’t you tell us a bit about yourself?

SW:  [...:]

Competition Time! Ladies and Gentlemen, LET'S PLAY DDDDAAAARRTTTSSSSSS

I am very conscious of the fact that my last two posts have had elongated words in the title, but come on guys, this is darts, or DAAARRTTTTS we are talking about, here.
In last week's post, I told you all that I will be saving the British pub, and I am a man of my word.  [...:]

Competition Time! Ladies and Gentlemen, LET’S PLAY DDDDAAAARRTTTSSSSSS

I am very conscious of the fact that my last two posts have had elongated words in the title, but come on guys, this is darts, or DAAARRTTTTS we are talking about, here.
In last week’s post, I told you all that I will be saving the British pub, and I am a man of my word.  [...:]

IIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN One

What makes me British?
What gave me my sense of humour?
What made me, me?
The answer is the pub, the British pub.

There is no better time, for a man, than that magical couple of hours at the start of the evening where the first four or five pints are supped, and the conversation magically meanders down a [...:]

Riga, Latvia. Survival of the Fittest

It’s good to be able to write this blog; it means that I am not dead.  If you read my previous entry, you’ll know that I was nervous about my trip to Latvia.  Have a recap:  http://mark-jackman.com/blog/2009/04/...
There were twenty-four guys on the do, and it was a helluva a weekend.  Remember, “What goes on tour, stays on tour,” so [...:]

Riga, Latvia - Please Don’t Kill Me

Tomorrow, I embark on a Stag Do to Riga, capital of Latvia, home to over three quarters of a million people.  I decided to have a quick look on the internet to find out about the city and the nightlife, and now I think that the best thing that come from this trip is a [...:]

WARNING! Books Are Being Wiped From Existence!

It reads like a warning from a tabloid newspaper, one written to drive fear into the public.  If you are an author, you have developed a cold sweat.  “What’s happening to my book?” you ask.  As a reader, you are terrified that you’ll never be able to read your favourite story, ever again.  I’m not joking, either.  [...:]

REVIEW: “Ordinary World” by Tony McGuin

 
I am venturing on to new paths.  I love film and I love books (wish I had time to read more).  So I thought to myself, why not start reviewing them?  So I am going to.
(That was all a true story, I didn’t dramatise it at all).
 
My first victim is Tony McGuin.  Ordinary World is [...:]

If Roger Moore Can Ski, Why Can’t I?

I AM ALIVE!!
I got back from my debut skiing holiday, last night. in one piece!  Posh is not the word for Verbier; it is unbelievably posh- so, posh is probably the right word, actually.  Shut up! I have been away for a week and I can’t remember how to write.  Never really knew how to in [...:]