another day, another drunk

The title of my blog pretty much sums up my nights. Working in a club all you tend to find are drunks, and the odd druggie. The sad thing is that it isn't just the supposedly mature and responsible people who pass through the entrance that are carrying.
Case in point. Working Sunday night, it was a 14 to 18 party, and a 15 year old was led away in cuffs for possession with intent to supply mdma. That is only the unfortunate tip of the iceberg however. At a guess I would say it was a 50/50 split between drunks and drugs at this party.
Seeing this week in, week out has made my outlook slightly jaded. I remember first walking into this job, how optimistic I was, and in two short months now I just give security the nod and those drunks that aren't able to keep the floors clean, or off the floor because they sit around get a helping hand out of the club.

Ah well, another day, another drunk.

hard work

Now I work hard. As a point in case, I work three different jobs, 7 days a week. Monday to friday, 8 til 5 you can find me working in a factory, building doors, and the odd window. Sometimes that job crosses into my other line of employment. First aid. I work for two companies to provide first aid, all over London. In 24 hours I've been from east to west, with almost no sleep. These two careers have only crossed once, when a motorcyclist came off his bike in front of my work. Now I don't claim to know it all, but I can take care of myself, I have been doing this for 8 years. And my skills have only increased. Take last weekend, working in a nightclub. A batch of drugs had been cut with something untoward, our 3 bay first aid room ended up with about 10 people in, and just outside of it, most suffering from the bad effects of this drug. When several people come in with the same problem, you know somethings wrong. Problems increase when a patient has sats of 95%. So an airway went in and oxygen went on. I wish I knew what happened to him, but thats the nature of the job, your the first into a situation, and the last to know the outcome. Not that I mind though, I love the job and the satisfaction of helping people, be it a cut or a cardiac.

Back again

I appreciate that I haven't posted for a while. Sorry about that.
Well I'm here and posting again. And I am writing this post for two reasons.
Firstly a thought that publishers of books should consider releasing more titles for free. I do have my reasoning, mainly that books can be rather expensive, more free books over a wider range of genres would serve to encourage and enable more people to read. It's a prospect made easier to achieve with the proliferation of smartphones, tablet computers and e-readers.

My other point may prove more controversial. That is the men who feel it is acceptable to disrespect the memory of the brave people who have lost their lives in the service of their country. Now I am not aiming this argument at these men because they are muslim, I couldn't give a toss what faith they belong to, what I care about is that people have died, and their sacrifice should be remembered and respected, they paid the ultimate price for their country. If some fanatics have a problem with what this country is doing then they should take it up with the government, as they are the ultimate puppetmasters of our armed forces.
And personally I feel that if these people don't like what this country is doing then they shouldn't be here in the first place.
Finally I hope the police prevent this publicity stunt from taking place, and consider prosecution for outraging public decency.

a while

Sorry I haven't posted anything on here for a while. I do have a good reason, I have a job now, go me. That does therefore take up a fair bit of my time, that being said however, I am starting to fall into the rhythm of it all, so I should start posting more often. That is the only real development in my life though, so there hasn't been much to write about.
I am going to pose a question now though. It is October, at least, when I wrote this at least. At the end of the month is one of the must superstitious days of the year. I talk of course about Halloween, All Hallows eve, Sahmain, day of the dead etc etc etc.
Whatever you believe, it's there. So, how do you pay tribute, celebrate, commemorate etc? Do please share, it would be interesting to find out.

just a thought

The following I wrote a few days ago, admittedly whilst slightly drunk, although as always I have been truthful in what is written. It has taken a couple days to decide whether to post this or not but I have decided I will do (obviously) for reasons I'm sure I will fully understand someday.



Part of me wondered, was it all an illusion? Were we ever as close as I thought we were? It seemed to me that in little more than a month he had become more trusted than I had in over a year. And if I accepted this as fact it would force a reassessment of my position, to decide where I really stood. I thought, was it all lies, had I been told what I wanted to hear. I've come to the conclusion that these people who I felt were my friends, had never really accepted me, that it was all on the surface, that one scratch would reveal the truth, and that night I had done more than scratch the surface. My thoughts then went back further, to other friendships I thought I had. So many fell apart under the slightest pressure. I was forced to wonder, had it all been lies, had the majority of my life been filled with people who tolerated me, but wouldn't have cared if I didn't show up one day?
These thoughts, I don't know what prompted them, maybe they had all just built up and the resulting pressure had caused them to burst out like a volcanic eruption. But they made me angry. I wanted answers, if my conclusions were accurate. I wanted to know if my life was a lie.
Thing is, this realization, it should have put me on the 5 stages of grief, after all, I thought that I had lived a sham of a life for years. If I was truly upset about it though, I should have gone into denial first. Hell, maybe I have an accelerated grief system, having to deal with a parents death at a young age, because as I write this I seem to have accepted it. I've had the anger, and the acceptance, but whoops, silly me, I forgot denial, bargaining and depression. Not that I can take much comfort in that, not that I can take much comfort from a lot at present. I'm just one man, even more alone in the world than he originally thought.

the unexpected

You need to learn to expect the unexpected, because if you don't then things can throw you off balance.
Case and point, I live in Dagenham, I know, pity me, but I also spend time in Barking because that's where my St John division is. Now twice in this area I have been asked if I have drugs, once whilst waiting for my division to open. I can't explain it, maybe it's my hair. Then there's south of the river. I was in Millwall last night and as I was walking from the station (Surrey Quays) to the ground, I got stopped by a local. Now I say this without intending prejudice, but I thought, because of my backpack, that I was going to be asked if I had drugs on me. So imagine my surprise when I was in fact asked how to volunteer with St John.
Hence, expect the unexpected.

an interesting week

It's been one of those weeks for me. Something new, something out of the ordinary and a bit of work too, albeit paperwork.
Starting with Tuesday doing some audit work for the ambulance service, and apart from the odd gripe from the crews about hand gels breaking and not always having everything they should have or would like to have, but for the most part the ambulances are safe, around Camden at least. Oh, and I learnt one of the great mysteries of the ambulance service; why paramedics call signs end with H.

Wednesday was interesting at Millwall too, the only patient we saw on our station was a young woman with some of the most confusing symptoms that I and quite a few other people there had ever seen. Even now I'm not quite sure what to make of it, hopefully I will find out more when I return to the den on Tuesday.

Thursday I got my results, and while they may not be earth shattering I did at least pass.

I can't wait for next week, with at least four duties it will be a fun week.

keeping things clean

No I don't mean dusting or hoovering, at least, not for tomorrow. You see, I get to spend the afternoon looking in the back of ambulances in London, making sure they are clean and safe so that if you ever happen to be unfortunate enough to have to take a trip in one you wont come out of it with more issues than you had when you went in it.
It does however mean I have to do some traveling, but its by train and it won't be in rush hour, so I should get a seat, with any luck.
Now I would tell you more, but I don't actually know what I can and can't say with regards to tomorrow, hence the vagueness of this post, hopefully I will have more to report tomorrow though.

silence

I hate it, silence. I find it awkward, uninteresting. It's safe to say I could never live in silence. It's why I talk so much, and annoy friends as a result, and for that I'm sorry. But either we talk or I end up listening to music, or singing in my head. Even when I'm going to sleep I need some sort of noise, from the street, or the low buzz of a fan, or music playing from my iPod dock.
I don't do well when I'm on my own, I need music playing, or the telly on. If not I'm liable to talk to the cat, dog, or myself (I'm not sure which one of those is worse, any suggestions?).
But it is a fine line, a sudden noise is likely to send me flailing for a phone, or radio or some other noise-making device in the room until the noise stops. Or it doesn't and I wake up properly to find the cause and attempt to shut it up, which isn't always possible, then I just end up grumpy.
I suppose you could say I am a tough one to figure out, or as I tend to put it: not even I know what goes on in my mind half the time.
Oh, and on a little side note I'm considering starting my own media company to bring together my various bits and pieces that I do. How does 'there be monsters here media ©' sound?
Either way I'm laying claim to it now.
Til next time, see you later

gurrila journalism

The events as they stand from yesterday night and today. Romford was attacked, I have been told the main trouble centered around the station. However Debenhams was attacked and a shop called Bank next to JD sports was also attacked. Today the police have advised all shops to close by 4, and that has happened. At the Liberty shopping center all the bins have been removed and locked away.
Shops have also been boarding up their windows.
Barking and Ilford have been told to shut up shop at 3, and Heathway half 3.
Many shops have closed, and there are many police on the streets, as well as many groups of people.
I also have reports that at least two premises in Barking have been attacked.
It would appear that North East London, from Ilford to Romford will be a no go area tonight if the police are right.
Follow me on twitter @ http://twitter.com/tbuzer for the latest news and updates

a series of extrodinary events

Firstly, I am now back on twitter, http://twitter.com/tbuzer so follow me if you like
Secondly, with regards to the London riots, I have been hearing rumors about various places being smashed up, one of those places I shall go to investigate tommorow, to see if it's true.
Thirdly I urge all my readers to stay safe and not get involved in any way, these truley are dangerous times we live in.
Finally, on twitter if you do post about the riots, please use the hashtag #stoptheriots
Thankyou

the social side of life

I've come to realise something. As technology has grown, we have all grown further apart. We have things like e-mail, texts and so called social networks like facebook. I say so called because how is something like facebook social, really? You can't go to the movies on facebook, you can't go out for a meal with friends, you can't even go out for a drink. Instead you add 'friends', half of whom you have never met before, and you poke people, and like the most stupid of pages, an example of which I would give you, if I could find any on my homepage.
Facebook isn't social, it's asocial, yeah you keep in contact, but at what cost? I know there are positives too, but for me the negatives far outweigh them.
For example, in the 80's, all my dad's friends knew where he lived, and I would be willing to bet he knew where they all lived.
I on the other hand, know where roughly 8 or so of my friends live. That number will probably be lower for my friends that know where I live. How can that be an improvement on the past?
I think things need to change, and I'm going to start where else, but on facebook?

fear

Now I'm Pagan, more specifically, Wiccan; well I say now, in reality I have been learning and following the craft and the traditions for about 5 years now. In that time I've noticed a great many things. One of them is ignorance, a lot of people, on seeing a pentagram (five pointed star) say one of two things. The first is devil worshiper, personally I blame Hollywood for that one. If you did any reading you would come to realise that for many in the craft there is no acknowledgment of any form of devil, beast or other ever-present malevolent being. Rather, evil is seen in the actions of man, just look at current affairs, Syria, Lybia and the whole Arab uprising could be seen to be caused by evil actions of men. The other thing I hear repeatedly is 'I didn't know you were Jewish'. That just annoys me because I am just a little bit pedantic, a Star of David has six points and cannot be drawn in one single movement, a pentagram on the other hand has five points, and can be drawn in one single movement, it's simple maths and simple shapes for crying out loud. Like my name, Tomas Buzer, the number of people who pronounce it (and this is vaguely phonetically spelled) Toemass Buzzer is incredible. One, the h in Thomas is silent, so it doesn't bloody matter if it is there in the spelling or not, it has no bearing on the pronunciation of the word. Secondly, my last name has only one z in it, so stop saying it buzzer, thats just bad English right there, which does piss me off, because I am pedantic, but also because I am a writer and i consider a comprehension of the English language a basic skill. But anyway, thats enough ranting for one post, I haven't even got onto the point why I am writing this blog.
My point is that even after 5 years, I still have a little voice in the back of my head telling me not to openly wear a pentagram, not because I may offend someone, not because I may scare someone, but because I'm afraid of being discriminated against because of my faith. I'm afraid because even though I belong to an established religion, one following traditions that predate almost anything else out there, people don't see it as such.
Yes we live in a tolerant society, but exactly how tolerant? From past experience it seems that many preconceived notions about Paganism in general come from depictions in media, usually unfaithful depictions based on preconceived notions from yesteryear. All this negative press has fed into our collective schemas (psychological term) to the point where a pentagram is almost always considered evil, even from first glance. True, shows such as charmed may be the crest of a building wave that could reverse this trend, but even then, it isn't really a true depiction. If you say magick to someone, they're more likely to think pulling a rabbit out of a hat, or Harry Potter, rather than the redirection of energy towards a physical goal. But this is all off topic, again. (Note to self, must stop going off topic).
The point is, I still have that fear, that voice forever and continually screaming noooooooooooooo at me. And I want to know if anyone else has that fear, that voice, even the same thoughts as me; well maybe not the same, but similar.
And I would like to close with a thought, next year the census results for the UK come out, my hope is that with any luck, Paganism as a whole will have reached the threshold to be fully recognized, so that these fears I have can be calmed, and that voice can finally be given a rest.

surreal

Becoming 18 is an incredibly surreal experience, for starters there is a world of actions that hours before were wholly illegal, like purchasing alcohol, or knives. I can now take out a loan, and then gamble it all away if I so chose to. It's like someone has come along and flicked a switch to open up what is essentially an adult toystore. I feel no different. I suppose there is an expectation that by the time you reach 18 you will have matured to the point of taking on full moral responsibility for your actions, like in Germany. If I murdered someone in Germany on Sunday the police would not have been able to do a thing, the legal age of responsibility is 18, yet if I had murdered someone on Monday, I would have been locked away.
Incidentally I haven't actually murdered anyone, this is merely an extreme example of the point that a few minutes can change a life.
I can understand the logic though, because I have matured quicker than a lot of people, after all, maturity comes with experience, not age, and I have had a lot more experience than most. But considering there are people where I live who are probably 40 odd years old acting like 15 year olds I can see why there is an age of responsibility.
Nonetheless, it is still really surreal.

try athlete

Why do people take part in triathlons? I mean really, why? I'm knackered just following these maniacs around on a bike for a few hours, well, until my rear tyre bought it going cross country, oh joy of joys, something else for me to fix. But no matter, from tomorrow I am a full adult member, and able to drink in a pub after particularly long duties. Roll on Monday.

developments

Things are all go for me this week, firstly, it looks like I will be starting ambulance technician training in September, which is exciting, as long as I can get all the funding I need from various sources.
Yesterday I went to a gig in the evening, it was quite fun. I was there mainly for a band I have met before, Grand Pocket Orchestra, but there was another very good band there, The Racket. It was an enjoyable time and a nice little night out, if only I could drive, then I wouldn't have to rely on public transport and I could have stayed to the end of the gig, but oh well, such is life.
A newspaper article I've been organizing is finally coming together, and should be out in the next week, and with any luck that should give a bit of a boost to St John in Barking and Dagenham.
I know I have a duty on Sunday, but the start time is ridiculous, something like half six in the morning I think, oh well, it isn't like I need much sleep or anything.
Family are coming over from Thailand on Saturday, which is exciting, I haven't seen them for a year now.
Oh and best of all, I turn 18 on Monday, needless to say, I am thrilled, and can't wait.
Yep, the coming week is, for the most part, very good.

muddy boots

So as promised, heres my weekend on duty, thing is, I cant go into too much detail, mainly because so much happened, and all on the Sunday, because, to be honest, the Saturday was shit.
We can get the ball rolling with a young girl who managed a faceplant on stage, we had to get a nurse to check for c-spine injuries, which meant me standing up for a long time holding her head still, one hand in a funny position because there was a side of a vehicle in the way.
Then we had to break out the oxygen for a woman with low sats.
Then, and this is my personal favorite of the day, just because it was so different, a girl who got bit by a funeral horse. Thats something you don't see every day.
As soon as I got back on station, after going for a run in the rain from a PR tent, hence the muddy boots (although to be fair parts of that park now resemble Glastonbury) we got a running call to a guy who dislocated his shoulder closing a car boot. Well that should be a query dislocated, but you could see it was.
The rest of the day was fairly mundane, until we had packed up and we were leaving, then the police requested we attend to a girl who had been pushed over, we got there to find her flat on the floor, a bystander already controlling the head, which was good of him. Another c-spine check by the nurses (we have to keep them busy) and she was cleared of any neck injuries, but with advice to travel to hospital because she had lost consciousness for a couple seconds.
All in all Sunday was a satisfying day, but i could have done with a bit less running, and rain.

distraction

Life, and well my laptop, is full of distractions for me. At the moment, for example, I really should be getting ready to go out, I'm going to see ghost stories tonight. But instead I find myself thinking "ah, fuck it, theres plenty of time left". And what do I do, play solitare and freecell, then, write this blog. Not to mention facebook, and listening to music; snow patrol in case you happen to be wondering. And the reason I am listening to snow patrol? Facebook, of course. One of my friends put, as her status, a couple lines of 'chasing cars', so I added the next line, then realized that I had a sudden urge to listen to snow patrol, but it wasn't sudden, because I had thought about the song and decided I should listen to it.
See now, I've gone off my original point, which should have been life is full of distractions, until card games and the internet distracted me.
So, if you think about it, I'm being distracted, from a distraction that had distracted me from distraction that was distracting me from the biggest distraction in life (facebook), confused yet? Because I sure am, and now I shall distract myself from my distractions by trying to figure it out, and in the process using up more time I don't exactly have to use.
I need some ibuprofen.

apologies

A quick one here, for the next few days there wont be much activity on here, unless I stumble across a situation where people need my help. This state of affairs will likely last to the weekend, when I shall be providing my services to all the visitors of the Dagenham town show, my services being first aid of course, so unless something interesting happens in the meantime don't expect much activity on here, but by all means keep checking in.

flexibility

The name of this post has a twofold meaning, firstly, in what I do, take last night for instance, i was a bartender for a diamond anniversary, two days before that I was on duty as a first aider, later on today I'm gonna end up being a courier for my family. I am flexible in what I do basically.
However, I'm not always flexible in what I wear. Now I don't mean that in the sense of I have a set way of dressing and that never deviates, I mean it more in the sense of last night, just after the first guests arrived, I was bending down to put a cracked glass away, I had just been paid as well, so surprise surprise when I heard a rip. Yes, my trousers had split, and I had 4 hours of bar tending left to get through. And this wasn't a tiny little split, this split is so long that i can fit my head through it, with room to spare.
Good job I was wearing black underwear then isn't it?

bouncy castle

I was standing outside the truck, another kid was being assessed in there so I couldn't get in. It had stopped raining by then though, which was ok. Then I saw it, blood, deep red, oozing from a small child's forehead. A teacher said 'he's fallen off the bouncy castle'. I grabbed a pair of gloves from my belt and told this kid to put his hand on his head and hold it really tight. He had been crying, but giving him something to do seemed to calm him down a bit. I shouted through the vehicle door 'we've got a patient, get me my pack'
I took this kid, and his parents, down the side of truck, out of the way, for a bit of privacy, its a school fete, and kids are generally curious at that age. It was a simple enough job, some saline solution, add gauze, clean and bin in a clinical waste bag. Finally dress.
But the smallest dressing I had still would have covered half his face, but the bandage that came with it didn't. Not a problem, i grabbed a conforming bandage the size of the dressing, a couple of rolls later and hey presto, one neat dressing. I did some basic obs, pupil dilation, which was fine, then the normal questions, are you dizzy, do you feel sick, can you remember what happened?
Everything was fine, the kid and the parents were happy. I gave out one of our head injury advice
cards, then did the paperwork, thats the bit of the job I hate, it can take ages, and you don't need half of the stuff on there most of the time.
I gave a bit of advice, answered a couple questions then they went on their way, leaving me to clean up the mess I had made, open wrappers, discarded gloves, all the paraphernalia that gets left over. And I had to brush myself down, after kneeling on a wet floor.
Once I had finished I turned around to my colleague and said 'so we are only hear to show kids round an ambulance then?'

a question

Do you think animals can tell when the end is near? (i use animals to describe humans too, because that is what we are at the end of the day) I've read that you can see it in the eyes of a person who's near death, that they realise what is coming, and they look fearful, which I can understand, but I'm thinking about cats. This isn't particularly random, seeing as one of my cats died of cancer last year, and one is dying of it this year. Thing is, I'm noticing patterns between the two. My cat that died hid a lot for example, every day we would have to look for her, and more often than not she would be in the neighbors garden, and now my cat that is dying is spending a lot of her time hidden away at the very end of our garden. Neither did anything comparable before they contracted cancer. This has made me wonder because in the past I've heard that dogs that are about to die go off and hide to do it, as do elephants, although not so much the hiding bit, lets face it, in a game of hide and seek the elephant will loose every single time.
And I've mentioned cancer, thats a fearful word, odds are it'll affect over 1 in 3 of us at some point, directly that is. But the thing is, cancer is only an extension of normal processes, that is the division and replication of cells, but it's accelerated, which is why you get a tumor. To me, that's what makes cancer scary, the fact that it is such a simple cause, just one little mutation in the genes.

I'm back! (almost)

hi everyone, know its been a while, without any word, but i blame that on A-Levels and all the revision that you have to do for them *groan*
well its all over now, all that revision and sixth form stuff. so now im free to write whenever i like. and trust me, that will start soon, by the end of the month at any rate, so, tell your friends, spread the word, tweet, text and post. this will be getting a revamp, a new look, and a whole lot more posts, not just about the week, but about work, life, and pretty much anything i can be bothered to write about, so keep your eyes peeled, you dont wanna miss it

summing up sundays

apologies for the lack of blog this week, i will be combining the summing up blog and tuesday talkbox
blame it on the bank holiday

toms time on thursdays

where to begin, where to begin? no seriously, i dont know.
i suppose i should talk about my week in a logical order, but i dont work logically, so that can be chucked out the window.
lets start with the weather, its been gorgeous, but i hate staying out for too long, i just overheat, and yes, i appreciate its only april and im moaning, tough.
i have my plans for the summer, or at least the start of it, ben & jerry sundae on the common, if the line ups good im there, if not, i will still be there, just in the ice cream queue instead lol.
the first of two bank holidays is almost upon us, brilliant aye? my weekends going like this, house party, st georges day event somewhere in dagenham, doctor who, recover lol.
i might as well ask, according to the traffic breakdown you get with blogspot, two visits to my humble little site have been from singapore. whether someone over there is reading this or theyre going through a proxy server i dunno, but i would like to, so get in touch, the comment box is at the bottom, just down there look VVVVVVV
seriously, if any of my readers out there like these posts, feel free to post it on facebook or twitter or myspace if you still use it, get it out there.
i suppose i might as well round this off by saying that im currently trying to write a song, and it is so frustrating, because i can hear it in my head, but i cant get it out on keyboard, so im getting angry with myself, and depressed too, which isnt good, but heyho, life can be a bitch cant it?
thats pretty much all ive got to write for now, so this is it from me until sunday, oh, and if you wanna see jimmy carr as a drag queen, watch 10 o clock live on channel 4 tonight, hes dressing up again lol
until next time, tom

tuesday talkbox

i know its a day late, i might have forgotten a bit
this weeks topic though, whats better, pepsi or coke?

summing up sundays (yes im back on track)

this week has seen many different news stories.
the big news is that nato have admitted they need more planes to enforce the no fly zone, with america, uk and france have called for gaddafi to leave, and also for a new resolution, but cameron has said there will be no ground invasion. i have to wonder, does he know the meaning of the word no? after all he said there would be no NHS reforms, and now look whats happening with that. moving back to lybia gaddafi has been accused of using cluster bombs, which everyone is saying is illegal, but when countries like america havent signed up to the convention banning them, theres not a whole lot that can be said really.
a number of records have been set this week in the london marathon, with 28 world records being confirmed.
the m1 has been shut for days due to a fire, with the highways agency saying it wont reopen until monday at the earliest. sucks if you wanna travel north doesnt it?
man city have beat man utd to go through to the FA cup final, their first in 30 years, to be honest though, who cares? i dont mean to knock football, but its all a bit stupid now, whatever happens the players are being paid stupid amounts to run around for 90 min kicking a ball around, and when weve got people starving on the streets how can anyone justify it?
an error has revealed military secrets, all it needs was a cut and paste, any student using wikipedia to finish work knows how to do that.
a tornado has torn through southern america, killing over 30 people and leading several states to declare a state of emergency, this will be worth watching, to see how responses have changed.
finally, japan, its going to take 6-9 months to stabalise those pesky nuclear reactors, which are being leaked more by the after shocks. now, either godzilla will actually be spawned, or the iphone 5 will be delayed. with a reboot of godzilla planned for next year, that could become a documentary, unlikely though.
thats all for now, see you tuesday

toms time on thursday (yup, still running late)

well this week has been interesting, wednesday, i passed my theory, so i was very happy, thursday, well i was in a car crash, and bloody hell, airbags are loud. and saturday im hoping to go see a new band, but its in bromley, so im gonna need an early start. however thats all thats really happened in my week, being the easter holidays ive done pretty much fuck all.
oh, there was the live gig i went to on sunday, it was really good, met some bands, and got a signed album, and a picture with one of my favourate artists, which made me very happy.
do i have anything else to say? no not really, apart from hopefully i will be back on track by sunday, i seem to have less time than ever this week, how the fuck thats possible i dunno, but it is.

tuesday talkbox (looks like this week might be a late runner)

im gonna keep the music theme from last week with a simple question, what do you think is the best way to experience live music?
personally, i like small gigs where you can get up close and personal with the acts, and meet some great new acts along the way, what about you?

Summing up Sundays (albeit on monday, sorry)

firstly, sorry, i was away over the weekend so didnt get a chance to write this, secondly, no vlog this week, i need new video editing software, so watch this space for when it will be starting.
so this week, the shit is still hitting the fan in lybia, but we are getting oil out again, and apparently the african union is brokering a peace deal, what is gonna happen? who the hell knows anymore, personally, i think youd have more luck betting on roulete and winning, or scratchcards.
a sailor shot two of his colleauges on a submarine earlier in the week, thats brilliant aint it, these are the people and boats that carry our nuclear weapons, and someone was shot and killed on there, if terrorists ever wanted a way to cause chaos, thats it.
theres been even more violence in london, with another teenager killed last night, you have to ask yourself, what the fuck is going on, i mean, is society colapsing, are video games to blame? no, of course not, theres no one cause, everything needs to be tackled, we are in such a fragmented society now, everyone is afraid of everyone else, too scared to do or say anything, and that needs to change, we need intervention and we need investment, but under a tory government you are more likely to see pigs flying, or hell freeze over, or some other absurdity.
has there been more in the news this week? well of course there has been, but its all to do with the sun, which has gone, and the news of the world, which is worth mentioning i suppose, theyre apology, not the paper itself, thats just lying filth.
theres been all the other filler over the week, the royal wedding, marathon, just a load of crap they talk about to fill the time, im not gonna repeat it, cos really, whats the point?
thats about all from me, see you tommorow actually, when i will be back on schedule.

toms time on thursday

firstly, an apology, sorry i havent got my vlog up yet, big technical difficulties, hopefully sunday will get a new one up, possibly.
so, my week, well ive been doing mocks, but it didnt go quite to plan, as my sixth form seems to have lost me for a few hours, my life basically turned into a carry on film.
second, biology revision is so boring, i got thru half a litre of energy drink in half an hour.
i am actually so tired reading this right now, and quite warm too.
my life seems pretty boring when i try writing about my week, the only interesting thing thats going to happen is a pretty decent gig im going to on sunday, until then its just a load of boring shit, if i manage to wake up tommorow that is.
see you sunday

talkbox tuesdays

this week lets talk about music, specifically cover versions of songs. on thing that really annoys me is artists whos entire career is based on cover versions of popular songs, but i shant mention names here. whats your opinion though? does an artist deserve to be called that if they only do covers? can you think of any cover versions of songs that are better than the originals? are there any covers out there that dont deserve to be called music? whatever your opinion is leave a comment, and if you can find a link to the cover or original song you mention post it too, your opinion matters here.
see you on thursday.

toms time on thursdays

well, where to begin. this is my personal blog, which is fair, after all the other two i write arent about me, so one out of three aint bad.
i guess if i have to start somewhere it might as well be by summing up my week so far, so that would be sixth form, there you go, job done.
im also in the process of writing my vlog, that im going to record on the weekend. thatll go up on youtube not long before my sunday blog, so if you want to watch just follow the link, oh, and so you know, its about lybia, sort of, this week.
saturday im going to be watching all three lord of the rings, extended editions too, i feel like a nerd lol.
sunday is mothers day, so nows the time for gifts, if you havent already.
feeling old as i write this, but the weather is meant to be really good tomorrow.
im also happy that doctor who is going to be back on our screens before the end of the month, well, next month, april, lol.
what else is there to write about, im having another driving lesson tomorrow, and i now posses a clapperboard, which is fun.
finally, i said on monday that i might reference comments in this post, and i might as well, as it does seem to be recurring problem. please keep your comments sensible. they all go through moderation now, so if you decide to write anything innapropriate its just wasting your time, as all i have to do is click delete.
on the moderation note, i will try and check back atleast once every 24 hours, likely more, especially at weekends.
as i cant think of much else to write here im going to sign off, and for those of you interested, leave you in the capable hands of ten o'clock live on channel 4, at youve guessed it, 10pm.
thanks for reading, ive been tom buzer, and i will see you again on sunday.

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tuesday talkbox

todays tuesday, and that means the first ever conversation starter for the week. Ive had a long think about this, until my bus journey home that is. so public transport? do you like anything about it? what about hates, is there anything about public transport that pisses you off? post your views, its all about your views, lets get going and talking bout it

summing up sundays

so, the protest last week, over 100 charges so far, and may go up, a massive cleanup bill, not to mention complaints to the tuc and boris johnson. and that was all due to a small minority. however one thing came as a result, students who were promised EMA until 2012 will now get the amounts entitled to them, and students getting the £30 this year will get £20 next year, so in that respect it may have been successful. only time will tell however what else may result.
in the build up to the royal wedding more and more details are being released. one of the best stories is that all the peace campaigners next to parliament square are going to the high court so westminster council can try to evict them, but its not going to happen until after the wedding, that will end up being very interesting.
now moving onto lybia. the airstrikes have allowed the rebels to regain ground they lost, after they gained it in the first place. thing is, now they are reaching gaddafis hometown the military, or whats left of it, is putting up stiff competition. the rebels tried to push into that town, but because the lybians adopted the same tatics the rebels are being pushed back, again. they are also producing 100000 barrels of oil a day, good news for them, better news for global oil prices. thing is, ordinary consumers wont see the benefits for a long time. and while the rebels may be raking in the cash, they still wont be able to buy equipment because of that pesky UN arms embargo, yeah, like that will stop the US from selling them guns, ammo, tanks, and whatever else they can buy and the CIA can import, which obama has supposedly signed off on doing, and cameron is thinking the same thing. i guess that means we will be enforcing and breaking the resolution at the same time. oh, and a senior member of gaddafis regimehas defected to britain, we wont be giving him immunity though, and gaddafis regime is refusing to acknowledge it was a defection, merely a diplomatic mission, yeah, a mission to save himself. this was going to be the subject of my vlog this week, but due to a technical glitch i cant get it online at the moment. please check back for more info.
roll up roll up, bidding is now open for Ark Royal, and 3 other warships, on the official MOD auction site. thing is, that site crashed, because of all the interest in Ark Royal presumably. that or some squaddies produced another video and crashed the MOD servers trying to email it back to blighty.
just when you thought it was all over, baby peter was back in the news again this week, because the woman in charge of the social services that failed him so terribly, is launching an appeal against her sacking. thats right, the money grabbing harpie sharon shoesmith is trying to get her job back, instead of wasting court time and money letting her appeal, perhaps we should better spend that time and money trying her for gross negligence manslaughter, because lets face it, if social workers couldnt identify systemic and sustained abuse in such a young child, someone failed, someone was negligent, and she was the boss, so its down to her.
britains youngest victim of gun crime is now a 5 year old, who was an innocent bystander in a shop in london. i dont have much to say on this apart from i hope the gunmen feel horrible about themselves, and it should serve as a wake up call to other people who carry guns. these indescriminant shootings serve nothing but to harm the young and the innocent.
an ex labour mp has been jailed for fiddling his expences this week, 16 months that hes going to be draining more money from taxpayer that we will never see again. and thats called justice.
Virgin is getting closer to space tourism. it may be 10 years later than the film said, but mabey 2001: a space oddesy will come true. but for the price of the tickets i hope they install a computer that wont go mad. my advice, if the word HAL is even mentioned, run the other way, quickly.
Sucker Punch was released this week. the awkwedness of the interview on BBC breakfast thursday morning was hilarious. watching the presenters struggling to find words to say was so painful, but it was entertaining. and of course with a film of this type there is already suggestions of sexism, im gonna wait to pass judgment until i see it.
this blog post has gone on far enough now i think, so im going to end it there, so im gonna sign off by saying have a good week, and i will see you all next time.

heres the plan

right, heres how this is going to work, on tuesdays i will put up a topic to talk about, something mildly topical, anything that will spark a discussion really. and dont worry, anyone can post a comment, you dont have to be a member of blogger. then on thursday, well, thats just the random time to moan about stuff, talk about random shit, anything at all, if i see something i like on the comments that might get posted, and links to anything interesting i may find.
then on sundays will be the weekly blog talking about the weeks news, anything and everything, big or small, oh, and each week i will single out one particular topic and go more in depth via youtube, links will follow.
so it will run like this;
talkbox tuesdays
toms time on thursday &
summing up sundays
other posts might occur during the week so keep checking back, you never know what you might miss.

blog the week

I'm gonna kick this off being cynical about an event being organised on Facebook, supposedly to teach oil companies a lesson by not buying fuel on April 1st.
It won't work, and here's why.
Fuel prices will go up, because the next day there is going to be a massive surge in sales. This, with the previous days slump will cause the companies to put their prices up to maximise their profits. And as with every price rise in fuel, it won't go down the day after, or the day after that. So that means that everyone gets charged more for longer, and what with inflation rising further and further, people are going to have even less money than ever, which will filter down, pushing inflation higher. It's a never ending circle.
Secondly, Rebecca Black. Ok, shes rubbish, and no one likes her. What did all the moaning do? Give her 40 MILLION! hits on YouTube. I'm not going to berate her, thats been done enough. I'm going to berate the idiots who moaned and beguiled her, giving her endless publicity, that was clever, wasn't it?
Now I realise and appreciate that I am also giving her free publicity, albeit not in such a shock and awe 'I hope you cut yourself and die' sort of way. My opinion will not reach millions of people, unless this gets reposted, but hell, I've got more chance of winning the lottery than this being reposted.
I'm more giving you all a warning. Don't bitch about shit singers, if you do you could just make a star out of them, after all, who hasn't heard of Rebecca Black by now?
This post is actually a repost from my facebook account, but because that was written on thursday the final bit (this one) needed to be changed. originally this was speculating about the mass protest in london yesterday (saturday) but since this is posted on sunday, its out of date. basically, i predicted a riot, vastly outnumbered police, who were also inept and would fail at some point to contain the situation. looks like I was right. over 200 arrests, occupations, criminal damage, an occupation of trafalgar square, it all happened, especially since the number of protesters is ranging from guestimates of 250000 to 500000 people depending on what you read.
Will it do any help? who knows? all I know is that yet again the tories have been shown that popular opinion is against them, less than a year in, and they refuse to accept it. whats going to happen? i have no idea, comments and odds will be appreciated though.
I've been Tom, I've had a moan, and I will again next week. Thanks for reading.